<?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-8149310345561616815</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:59:52.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>andshegotstuck</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>174</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-543864523117370200</id><published>2008-03-12T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T00:12:16.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shifted1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/shifted1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pls update your links if you happen to have linked me up somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yellowstockings.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;now i am a cool LJ kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-543864523117370200?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/543864523117370200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=543864523117370200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/543864523117370200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/543864523117370200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-here-pls-update-your-links-if-you.html' title='moved'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1664225548298406076</id><published>2008-03-09T23:35:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T00:02:01.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. yes i'm bored and this is totally random. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dig.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/dig.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha. yup he's gross!&lt;br /&gt;lets see. this should be about 3yrs ago i guess.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and pls dont tell me i look the same. heh.! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahh! help. i feel like i'm about to cough my lungs out!! Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pls let me get well by this friday before i start croaking like a frog on sunday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and someone stop me from snacking on nutella. For the record, i already finished 3 bottles. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thats bad..very bad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh i was just thinking, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what if i worked as a freelance singer at those "clean" pubs/bars etc?&lt;br /&gt;like those with one/two guitars with me singing bossa nova kinda songs. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Possible?? can make it not? haha just to earn extra cash, kill time and make sth out of that little talent i think i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean, i cant get a job as a part time model cos i'm not tall and gorgeous..and usually event companies go for those pretty ones..&lt;br /&gt;but i think i can at least carry a tune right..? or no? haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so where to find lobang?&lt;br /&gt;nah.. just sth random.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1664225548298406076?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1664225548298406076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1664225548298406076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1664225548298406076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1664225548298406076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/haha.html' title='sweet.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-518749029413667662</id><published>2008-03-08T00:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T01:03:22.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;can someone enlighten me on how or what is the coding for allowing comments on each post for blogger? sth like livejournal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should just switch to livejournal and be a cool kid too.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i have skype!!&lt;br /&gt;yay. like finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-518749029413667662?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/518749029413667662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=518749029413667662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/518749029413667662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/518749029413667662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-someone-enlighten-me-on-how-or-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1631746668107395193</id><published>2008-03-06T22:28:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:40:11.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hellooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AcUCFfkQI/AAAAAAAACPg/sYFfxkhgUAc/s1600-h/1_483142534l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174667102331572482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AcUCFfkQI/AAAAAAAACPg/sYFfxkhgUAc/s320/1_483142534l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AcTyFfkPI/AAAAAAAACPY/MwOzpiirmyw/s1600-h/1_166716388l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174667098036605170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AcTyFfkPI/AAAAAAAACPY/MwOzpiirmyw/s320/1_166716388l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AYGiFfkMI/AAAAAAAACPE/g-7TCi8t9es/s1600-h/1_431832224l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174662472356827330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AYGiFfkMI/AAAAAAAACPE/g-7TCi8t9es/s400/1_431832224l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I'm back from camp!&lt;br /&gt;Not much darker but my voice is sooo bad now i can hardly be heard.&lt;br /&gt;anyways..this batch of kids were extremely naughty and rude..I'm always scolding the kids but it warms your heart when you read what they still think about you in the evaluation forms and hearing them say that they miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Well, from Day 2 my kids became slightly more well behaved and we voted them as best group :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And so i did sth new again this camp. HAA.&lt;br /&gt;i was conned into co-"hosting" the camp fire. scream shout rah rah blah blah. heh. but turns out that camp fire was great. haha. Guess it wasnt that bad!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly.. the job doesnt pay me very well for the amt of work done and the level of stress we put on our voices..but really, there is nothing more satisfying then being with the kids (no matter how monkey-ish they can get).&lt;br /&gt;i keep saying its my last camp. but i cant help it but keep going back. haha. so we'll see how! (:&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what..&lt;br /&gt;My Korean photographer friend, Peter (haha yeah peter..his REAL name), just added me on Msn..&lt;br /&gt;and we are seriously having the weirdest conversation ever..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. he's typing in broken english and i thought i was being helpful by using some online device to translate and reply in korean.&lt;br /&gt;i asked if my he understands what i'm trying say.. and he replies "no understand, you speak english" haha. zzz&lt;br /&gt;Good try lavonne.&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br /&gt;i hope i didnt say anything too dumb&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1631746668107395193?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1631746668107395193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1631746668107395193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1631746668107395193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1631746668107395193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title='hellooo'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R9AcUCFfkQI/AAAAAAAACPg/sYFfxkhgUAc/s72-c/1_483142534l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1850245400181378384</id><published>2008-03-03T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T18:35:04.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camp!&lt;br /&gt;pls let me meet nice ppl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1850245400181378384?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1850245400181378384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1850245400181378384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1850245400181378384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1850245400181378384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-327860460475150006</id><published>2008-03-03T00:14:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:42:22.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FLOOD FLOOD FLOOD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this entry with pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh.i mean..seriously who's gonna come over my place, turn on the computer and stare at some undeveloped photos of my trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so why waste it..i might as well post it up, show the world and help myself remember. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Japan..Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beautiful blue sky, cold cold weather, good food(i love jap food), EXTREMELY nice ppl, great service, love the culture and good looking ppl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The things there are also &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; expensive..a 100yen (which is used like our $1) is equivalent to our $1.35. and here's the thing..you hardly find items that cost a 100yen. The least you pay for a cup of hot chocolate from the dispenser already cost 300yen. !!! (and hot chocolate is a lifesaver in the cold! :)) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O the Shoes! they only come in only 3 sizes. S, M and L for certain designs. so if you like it..you just gotta fit! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Technology! heh they are way more advanced than we are! you should check out their cellphones. hoho. if only our simcards were compatible. If not i would love to buy one phone for myself!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently the weather forecast told us that it would be about 10degrees + but when we got there, temperatures dropped drastically till like 0 degrees and below. heh. so yeah.. i didnt bring enough warm clothes!&lt;br /&gt;But Anwayss.. it was more like a relaxation trip..The itinerary isnt packed with places to go..and we didnt visit the busy city areas...instead i spend half the time soaking in hot springs (yes intensive hot spring soaking cos they told us it gives you goood skin...) and at first i wasnt really comfortable with that special "requirement" before you enter..but oh wells! :) and Speaking of hotsprings.. There are both indoor and outdoor! Outdoor is so much nicer cos you at least get to enjoy the lovely view rather than staying in a room full of steam!..but then again its super cold too! and Sometimes i think i look quite stupid running out into the open, plunge right into the hot pool and then stand up jumping around cos the water is SO HOT. But Its okay..i'm all out for good skin. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you are wondering why do i have so much money to travel....well i dont. My relatives sponsored everything. By right its for my 21st birthday..but by wrong..its becos they needed one more person to fill the spot and someone to take care of my grandma..so there! Didnt come cheap but i got it for free!. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so Japan is seperated into 4 main zones..Hokkaido, Kyushu, Honshu and Shikoku&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo is part of Honshu, which is the main island and apparently, my relatives went to all the other 3 zones already..So this time, we went to Kyushu. And only this time they decide to bring me along.. Heh. So no Tokyo!! boo.. but it was a good break from city life tho..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. i know enough yakking..!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here goess.. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp21.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp21.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp6.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp6.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp7.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp7.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp71.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp71.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp8.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp8.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp9-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp9-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp91.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp91.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp10.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp10.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp11-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp11-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp111.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp111.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp12.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp12.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp121.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp121.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp13.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp13.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp14.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp14.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp15-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp15-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp151.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp151.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp16.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp16.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp17.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp17.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp18-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp18-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp181.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp181.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp182.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp182.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp19-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp19-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp191.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp191.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jp20.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jp20.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright that all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hope you dont feel like smashing your computer now! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Educational rightt :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-327860460475150006?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/327860460475150006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=327860460475150006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/327860460475150006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/327860460475150006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/03/picture-this.html' title='picture this.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1713577686111956446</id><published>2008-02-29T15:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T16:19:21.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not for the faint hearted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i never leave the house without my book on Sudoku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesss&lt;/strong&gt;..i am addicted to it and i'm spreading the addiction..:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So Try This&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puzzle 109 of 300. haha&lt;br /&gt;its only &lt;strong&gt;Medium&lt;/strong&gt;!! and i'm already stuck. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think when i'm onto the Hard/Very Hard section, i cant even fill in one number man.. Jialat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sudoku1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/sudoku1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must try ok.&lt;strong&gt; I will reveal the answers in the next entry&lt;/strong&gt;!! :D&lt;br /&gt;and Pls tell me if you can complete this puzzle really fast..I'll make you my SHIFU! haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh P.s. I &lt;strong&gt;WILL&lt;/strong&gt; COMPLETE THE WHOLE BOOK. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;and only cool kids play sudoku. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;teri tan, i know you are reading..and i know what you're thinking..I'm not a geek! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1713577686111956446?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1713577686111956446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1713577686111956446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1713577686111956446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1713577686111956446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-never-leave-house-without-my-sudoku.html' title='not for the faint hearted!'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-7355608507259212116</id><published>2008-02-25T22:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T16:20:48.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kisses and cake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8LTCQ8DO1I/AAAAAAAACOI/2KoWXYsyBLs/s1600-h/505629~PS-I-Love-You-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170927358034787154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8LTCQ8DO1I/AAAAAAAACOI/2KoWXYsyBLs/s320/505629~PS-I-Love-You-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great show.&lt;br /&gt;Hilary Swank was awesome. and Gerald Butler.....ah! he's just too hot. haha. + he's BIG, he's Irish and he has that slang!&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that man.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in Love with the movie!&lt;br /&gt;and its the only few that can make me cry..&lt;br /&gt;or in fact i did cry. We all did. except pearl that is. (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I cant imagine how it would be like if my husband leaves me one day.&lt;br /&gt;i'll probably cry my eyeballs out.&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream once that Peter died (*names are changed to protect his/her identity haha).&lt;br /&gt;i was soo devastated i could literally feel the pain in my sleep. I mean literally..like a part of me got ripped off. (haha so drama right)&lt;br /&gt;Then a few months later, someone who looks exactly like him came along, started to date me, brought me to places we've been etc..and i started to think, maybe he didnt die after all..Heh But ends up that guy wasnt Peter..it was his cousin or sth and He did what he did cos he couldnt bare to see me suffer like that so he tried to L*** me (haha you know that forbidden word) and tried to be Peter. But he realise he couldnt L*** me the way Peter did..and so i was back to where it all started. haha&lt;br /&gt;It was a super long dream..But ohwells, i'm glad it was JUST a dream&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Right. and i think i just made some ppl cringe. :)&lt;br /&gt;but in my dream it was really very Drama okay. as if it was real. haha&lt;br /&gt;i think i can be a scriptwriter in my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Winter Sonata's plot also sth like that wadddd..haha&lt;br /&gt;heh anyways its a nonsensical dream la. But it made me realise how much that special someone means to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm sorry i was angry for so long..&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I Love You very much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. This is probably worst than the pumpkin tag! haha. :P&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-7355608507259212116?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7355608507259212116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=7355608507259212116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7355608507259212116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7355608507259212116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/kisses-and-cake.html' title='kisses and cake'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8LTCQ8DO1I/AAAAAAAACOI/2KoWXYsyBLs/s72-c/505629~PS-I-Love-You-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1080379377728835071</id><published>2008-02-25T09:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T11:37:37.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take my hand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Army food rations are my current addiction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esp the noodles..! they are extremely tasty! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so gimme gimme gimme more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh. i know. strange addiction to have.. but i LOVE it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/ i think my diet these days screams unhealthy!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel like i have a million and one things to say but to who? i have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i need a hotline.&lt;br /&gt;my room is in a big mess (and thats very unlikely of me), my emotions are everywhere, my relatives thinks i'm a money sucking kid, my mum says i have an evil heart, my eyes are puffy and my confidence level is going down down down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many things gone wrong but i thank God i still have &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Without Him, i'll probably be a victim at the brink of depression.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm holding on because i know that there is a higher call and a greater purpose for my existance than just me myself and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Indeed He is bigger than all my "issues".&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes you still need a physical being that you can run to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone i can call in the middle of the night when things go wrong, Someone not superficial and Someone who simply listens sincerely and not preach back at me what i already know..&lt;br /&gt;isnt it so?&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe i should just learn to open my golden mouth.&lt;br /&gt;but chances are that i'll end up keeping it to myself again.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously dont understand myself&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Dont get me wrong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not complaining and i'm not saying i'm falling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What i need is strong pillar i can lean back on.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;OH WELLS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1080379377728835071?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1080379377728835071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1080379377728835071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1080379377728835071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1080379377728835071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/take-my-hand.html' title='take my hand'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6601014515802952040</id><published>2008-02-24T09:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T09:36:37.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grace enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;You. i'm tired of making time&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh and p.s. I really miss you Jul!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6601014515802952040?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6601014515802952040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6601014515802952040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6601014515802952040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6601014515802952040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/grace-enough.html' title='grace enough'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6944515037212104894</id><published>2008-02-23T11:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T10:22:10.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camp was awesome awesome awesome!&lt;br /&gt;love the kids!!!!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=camp1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/camp1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=camp2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/camp2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=camp3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/camp3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes.&lt;br /&gt;last night my poor friends waited outside my house for over an hour just to go for supper! haha.&lt;br /&gt;tushan and gang decided to popped by my place at like 2am cos they wanted to go for supper at changi. they called me but it got cut off after i picked up the phone (my house has got no reception haha) i was already half asleep by then and i couldnt be bothered to run around the house finding reception, so i went back to sleep! haha&lt;br /&gt;then at 3am, they finally manage to get through and said that they have been waiting outside for an hour! :/&lt;br /&gt;i ran out of the house and had prata at 3+ am. tsk tsk. .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently they tried throwing mentos at my window to wake me up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. oops.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!! RUDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8DSyQ8DO0I/AAAAAAAACOA/fngousTabjM/s1600-h/DSC03947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170364133203458882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8DSyQ8DO0I/AAAAAAAACOA/fngousTabjM/s320/DSC03947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha kidding. we just used the bottles that were already there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6944515037212104894?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6944515037212104894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6944515037212104894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6944515037212104894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6944515037212104894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/camp-was-awesome-awesome-awesome-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R8DSyQ8DO0I/AAAAAAAACOA/fngousTabjM/s72-c/DSC03947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3558988924472024752</id><published>2008-02-19T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T21:57:23.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh so heavy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i spent my whole day filling up registration forms and preparing documents for Uni applications.&lt;br /&gt;so taxing on the brain really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me again why did i wait one year? heh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;oh God pls pls pls help me get in.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so desperate! :(&lt;br /&gt;Face up reality. We need these Papers.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've got a camp to do on wed - fri!&lt;br /&gt;and its book in time now now now!&lt;br /&gt;hope i meet nice people.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dad will be flying off on thurs. so i will only be seeing him in 3 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;apparently he found another job that requires him to work in Jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;How can i not be worried.&lt;br /&gt;Let him be safe!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3558988924472024752?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3558988924472024752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3558988924472024752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3558988924472024752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3558988924472024752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-so-heavy.html' title='oh so heavy'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-9901514118167801</id><published>2008-02-18T13:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:13:18.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't think i'm cut out for certain things.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, it just seems like my life is being mapped out and directed by others instead.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should just learn to say no.&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/8149310345561616815-9901514118167801?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9901514118167801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=9901514118167801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/9901514118167801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/9901514118167801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-way.html' title='my way'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-792197199690073920</id><published>2008-02-18T01:38:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T02:40:51.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>always enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Been a long time since we've been out for a whole day like this.&lt;br /&gt;okay not really the whole day cos i was busy doing last min packing for the trip so we only went out in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;but its always nice knowing that we dont have to rush for a book in later at night.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Underwater world was quite disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Overpriced and nothing fantastic to look at either. okay maybe not that it wasnt fantastic..it simply lacked the variety (or maybe i took the one jul and i went to in HK as a benchmark thats why. haha it was hugeeee there.)&lt;br /&gt;Right.. dont compare..we dont have much land. haha.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate FISH. nice to eat tho.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched errm..oh yes Sweeney Todd.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Johnny depp (no matter how sadistic) is sooo charming!&lt;br /&gt;but the show has too much throat cutting. haha i cant take stuff like that.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant believe Jan chiang wanted to watch that show twice!! tsk tsk. ultimate sadist.. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh and Dajie kept doing that throat cutting sound...ugh. my neck feels itchy now.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I LOVE HOTDOG FACTORY. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10feb1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/10feb1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10feb2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10feb2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/10feb2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10feb3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/10feb3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10feb4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/10feb4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh then there was this guy. tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7h44g8DOzI/AAAAAAAACN4/F1zNygVVEIA/s1600-h/DSC02990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168013484717456178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7h44g8DOzI/AAAAAAAACN4/F1zNygVVEIA/s400/DSC02990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to buy fried rice from katong and we had to park at the corner of the road.&lt;br /&gt;but this dear uncle had to stand where the lot is to wait for a cab.&lt;br /&gt;we drove near him expecting him to move but he didnt! then we horn him.. and he didnt move either! ugh. then we tried to squeeze the car in and the rear mirror knocked him.&lt;br /&gt;HE STILL DIDNT move.&lt;br /&gt;aiyo. then about a few mins later he went forward. so i started taking pictures of him haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes typical singaporean (:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;duno whats wrong with him also.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-792197199690073920?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/792197199690073920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=792197199690073920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/792197199690073920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/792197199690073920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-keep-swimming.html' title='always enough'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7h44g8DOzI/AAAAAAAACN4/F1zNygVVEIA/s72-c/DSC02990.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6388630937531153913</id><published>2008-02-17T11:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:48:06.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tong tong chiang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yay. I'm back from Japan!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Love the food, the cold cold weather and the people. :) :) :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And as usual.. I wish i could stay there forever!!! haha but i realise how much i miss home too.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the time i went to Korea, the phone brought along isnt 3G so i couldnt contact anyone from Home! AH! so torturous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i think i can count the number of times i spoke in English. Most of the time its either Cantonese with my family or sign language with the Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;So much for saying that i want to isolate and live overseas all by myself!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. now i'm home and i'm looking forward to going overseas again. I HOPE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard someone sponsors me again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;anyways.. Did &lt;u&gt;this&lt;/u&gt; before i left for Japan..but didnt have time to load it up.&lt;br /&gt;so here goes..&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CNY1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/CNY1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CNY2.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/CNY2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CNY3.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/CNY3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CNY4.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/CNY4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CNY5.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/CNY5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6388630937531153913?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6388630937531153913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6388630937531153913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6388630937531153913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6388630937531153913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/tong-tong-chiang.html' title='tong tong chiang'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6266795747657232459</id><published>2008-02-10T14:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T21:56:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7g8Ow8DOyI/AAAAAAAACNw/KjDlU6OdXqQ/s1600-h/japan.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167946796760251170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7g8Ow8DOyI/AAAAAAAACNw/KjDlU6OdXqQ/s320/japan.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6266795747657232459?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6266795747657232459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6266795747657232459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6266795747657232459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6266795747657232459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R7g8Ow8DOyI/AAAAAAAACNw/KjDlU6OdXqQ/s72-c/japan.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4644126530909413446</id><published>2008-02-07T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:57:30.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a lil kid.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Loyang tua pek kong (LTPK) blasted some fireworks outside my house about 15mins ago. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so excited i ran out of my house barefooted hoping that i might catch a glimpse of it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But once again..i missed it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me. why so "sway"!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and LTPK is making Loyang such a "happening" place. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh i'm watching that Chinese New Year show on Channel 8 now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cant stand it when the poor Stars are made to walk around the stage with a mic and with soooo much enthusiasm, pretending that they're singing it live when everything sounds so pre-recorded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or maybe its really live la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hai...the sai kangs you do being an artiste in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EH. and that fortune teller guy seems to be pronouncing bad luck on everyone la. tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gong xi fa cai!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ang pow many many okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. If only we could spark off some fire crackers! Then new year will be so much more happening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4644126530909413446?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4644126530909413446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4644126530909413446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4644126530909413446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4644126530909413446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/like-lil-kid.html' title='like a lil kid.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5667660438425434065</id><published>2008-02-06T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T02:39:14.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You can help by buying her clothes &lt;a href="http://yellowstockings.livejournal.com/1232.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://yellowstockings.livejournal.com/1232.html#cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5667660438425434065?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5667660438425434065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5667660438425434065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5667660438425434065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5667660438425434065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-can-help-by-buying-her-clothes-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-316496895468964616</id><published>2008-02-05T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T03:37:52.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where were you?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Cell Reunion Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6c6DuoBpmI/AAAAAAAACNY/No_cxRNRmbc/s1600-h/2008_0203Jul0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163159333533492834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6c6DuoBpmI/AAAAAAAACNY/No_cxRNRmbc/s400/2008_0203Jul0006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad is a really lousy camera man. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and so we all shopped, cut and chopped, Realised how auntified Steph is and that Pearl doesnt know how to open cans, Had dinner at my place and watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed it was a good day.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow my house seems almost like chalet already.&lt;br /&gt;i have people coming almost every other day, but i like it that way. (:&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Today i went over to TP to pick up the Digi cam from Nam and i Met TERI TAN for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda forgot how it was like to eat cheap food in school! haha&lt;br /&gt;The noodles only cost abt $1.80. but the portion is quite miserable la&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why, but I felt super out of place back there.&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems so unfamiliar and i felt..."over-aged" for a min. haha&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i havent been to school for a very long time. and that reminds me..&lt;br /&gt;UNI APPLICATIONS ARE OPENED! heh&lt;br /&gt;i'm super lazy to fill up forms and do those writeups. but oh wells. I'll just procrastinate a little.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;alright, time to slp.&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a splitting headache now..&lt;br /&gt;and my belly hurts from all that vomiting. heh&lt;br /&gt;its making me very moodyyy..&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon&lt;br /&gt;i still want to collect angpows, eat ba kuas and pineapple tarts.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- lavvv :/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-316496895468964616?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/316496895468964616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=316496895468964616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/316496895468964616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/316496895468964616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/will-you.html' title='where were you?'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6c6DuoBpmI/AAAAAAAACNY/No_cxRNRmbc/s72-c/2008_0203Jul0006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6881185575916854229</id><published>2008-02-01T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T15:37:42.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camp was great. as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried rock climbing, abseiling and zipline yest!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once in a lifetime..so i might as well try it other than just seeing the kids do it haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rock climbing was so easy esp when the guys were pulling me up instead (but i did my own fair share of climbing too okay) haha and when i was up there, they wouldnt let me down until i sang a song for them.. tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all in all, it was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just that work is making me look muscular and there are blisters on my hands now. so boo. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just finished watching Winter Sonata.&lt;br /&gt;JIU WO. i dont like the ending. heh. why do they have to make it so sadd. tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it made me miss Korea alot! or rather just being overseas..The cold romantic weather and all.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and guess what. I dont even realise that i'm leaving for Japan the Next coming sunday can. Didnt think it was so soon. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells.. Its strange but i'm not as excited as when i was going to Korea. maybe becos i'm not going to the whole of Japan.. i saw the itinery and i think i'm going to visit alot of old history sites! heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i'm glad its still Winter over there.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry, i just had to paste his picture here. AH! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so charming when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6K6IuoBplI/AAAAAAAACNQ/JPiTjBTcVKU/s1600-h/byj6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161892782037640786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6K6IuoBplI/AAAAAAAACNQ/JPiTjBTcVKU/s320/byj6.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha okay enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6881185575916854229?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6881185575916854229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6881185575916854229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6881185575916854229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6881185575916854229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/02/camp-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R6K6IuoBplI/AAAAAAAACNQ/JPiTjBTcVKU/s72-c/byj6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5085635470073301306</id><published>2008-01-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T11:59:15.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paddles up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ho ho ho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what i did today. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, i was a RAFT INSTRUCTOR! haha How cool is that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stylo milo pom pi pi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i'm a little burnt and obviously a shade darker now..Heh. OH and my skin hurts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO boo to that. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so It wasnt an easy crowd to control cos its Northlight Secondary..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have kids crying non-stop as they step into the sea, a handful of over enthu boys that just cant sit still, some who just decides to do some disappearing act on me and another who simply jumped off the raft in the middle of the sea!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they're really really adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They hold your hands, play with you and i hug some of them..its like aww..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyhow. It was a great day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;made new friends again..(apparently alot of ppl think i'm only 18. so yes), learnt a new skill, my body hurts and i'm still feeling the waves. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. i'm waiting for Pearl now and maybe steph later..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another camp on thursday! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5085635470073301306?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5085635470073301306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5085635470073301306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5085635470073301306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5085635470073301306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/paddles-up.html' title='paddles up!'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5052821603002291768</id><published>2008-01-28T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T00:33:31.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll see through your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160565748812326434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R54DNOoBpiI/AAAAAAAACM4/oIKATC3K5aE/s400/DSC00916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Always about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;OTHERS.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5052821603002291768?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5052821603002291768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5052821603002291768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5052821603002291768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5052821603002291768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/ill-see-through-your-eyes.html' title='I&apos;ll see through your eyes'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R54DNOoBpiI/AAAAAAAACM4/oIKATC3K5aE/s72-c/DSC00916.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6586092117946871198</id><published>2008-01-25T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T01:31:58.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>star gazing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm back from camp.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so i wasnt really a group leader.. more like group Instructor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know like those sec 3 camps those kind of instructor?? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i dont look a tad bit like an instructor pls. Most of them are tann, sporty looking.. and trust me, you can never figure out their age. haha i think i look the kiddiest even tho i'm one of the older ones. heh Sometimes i even get mistaken as one of the sec 1 students esp with my squeaky voice! Zzz. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But thank God this was a good start for me and a pretty easy camp to handle cos we had all the student leaders to coordinate all the very naughty kids and some really "old bird" instructors around me.. So, i actually had time to speed learn how to do all the outdoor sports like rock climbing, abseiling, zip line....(just in case), tie ropes, save lives, bring the kids out to sea for water confidence and not forgetting, DRAGON BOATING!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes. i actually stood at the front of the dragon boat giving commands. And the kids kept rocking the boat cos they simply enjoyed seeing me panick when i'm almost about to fall. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically, i have to know it all and look professional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and initially i was quite worried about the fitting in part.. but somehow i got along quite well with most of them. Esp with my malay buddy haha. He's 31! looks 28 but young at heart like 23. kinda like rudy that kind. and He's always irritating me, wrapping me with the hammock and beating me. heh but yeah he has taught me well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually the camp isnt that fantastic. (coming from a camp committee's point of view, Generations' camps are alot more organised and we put more heart and soul into planning. haha) esp with the kids driving me mad sometimes.. its really the company that kept me going. i mean, when everyone hangs out and laugh together..its really nice. :) but other than the fact that they keep laughing at me too. Seriously. whats so funny about me. tsk tsk. haha happens everywhere i go. boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but yeah. i'm starting to miss everyone now. haha so strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The best part was when all the kids come running to you, hugging you again and again, sticks to you..etc etc.. it was like aww.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What could be more satisfying than to know that they really appreciate you and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, if i had my weekends free i would gladly agree to stay on for the next few days and take on another school. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i'll consider this as part time. YAY! i mean really. although the pay isnt that good but i dont mind. and They asked if im interested and i said yes!! But i just may get ALOT darker if i keep doing it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OH OH ya!! i taught my class how to play the "chikok chikok chikok, bang bang bang" game haha so lame.. apparently they liked it but they're not exactly very good at it haha. so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways! its nap time and i'll have to rush off for rehearsal later. Oh God Pls pls pls pls help me. ESP when my throat feels so dry from all that shouting..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ahhhh I miss camp and everyone. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay.. No pictures again. heh. burgers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time to take a nap now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hooha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6586092117946871198?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6586092117946871198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6586092117946871198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6586092117946871198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6586092117946871198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/star-gazing.html' title='star gazing'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-552292026729219117</id><published>2008-01-23T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T01:10:54.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its the campfire song song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be gone for some last min &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;camping trip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to earn myself some extra cash.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yay! $$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But its strange how i'm feeling so nervous about this whole thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe i'm always doing the planning/execution and so on.. but now, as a "Group Leader"???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh not sure if i'd make a good one tho. I'm not exactly the Rah rah sort you know. (as in REALLY!!!)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i dont know ANYONE there too. like ZERO. which means, i have to be rah rah with a whole bunch of people i dont know. Jiu wo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells, i guess its time to make new friends.. Which, i kinda forgot how.... OH dear.. Help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways! Wish me "luck"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meanwhile, i'll drown myself in some Korean Drama. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makes me itch if i have to wait 3 days before i can catch the ending..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO. 2 more dvds and i'm DONE!! (can't believe how i can actually sit there for hours, watching what seems so much like a "SLOW-MO" film with more crying than dialogues. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-552292026729219117?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/552292026729219117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=552292026729219117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/552292026729219117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/552292026729219117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-campfire-song-song.html' title='its the campfire song song.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5537080885082267249</id><published>2008-01-14T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:27:48.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a single act of random loving kindness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Heidi Baker is my HERO... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My mum used to tell me that one day i'll go to Uganda..and my response will always be Eww, Yuck, No Way.&lt;br /&gt;But now.. If God ever wants me to Go to Uganda, Mozambique etc.. I'll say, send me and i will go! . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Really.. if there's someone other than Jesus i want to model after, that will be Heidi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i guess its all about the LOVE. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;--------------------- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways! I had driving today. and HO HO! jiu wo. i think i'm a bad driver. No strength to lift the handbrake, no strength to turn the steering wheel, always getting leg cramps while stepping on the clutch, cannot even set the reverse gear in properly,...heh and u should really hear the story about how i was a potential road hazard. (i tried adjusting my seat while driving!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;still wanna catch a ride from me? haha . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh and Pris just left my place.. we swam 20 LAPS today! haha okay. but mine is not an Olympic sized pool la so consider that 10 laps. yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes.. and i'm feeling very domesticated now cos I'm preparing dinner for my family, TTL, Jasper, and V KWANN... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hope no one lao sai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha kidding. cos i'm way better at cooking then i am at driving. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;u can trust me on that! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-----------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay i know.. my picture posts are very overdued la...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but no choice! i have no camera of my own! so i always have to wait for ppl to send me pictures. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw61MwGgI/AAAAAAAACMo/cYsIv4DDqdU/s1600-h/DSCF1647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267985726773762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw61MwGgI/AAAAAAAACMo/cYsIv4DDqdU/s400/DSCF1647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267457445796290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swcFMwGcI/AAAAAAAACMI/h5KJvHviijg/s400/DSCF1644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I can never resist fondue!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;makes me happy anytime, anyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267453150828978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swb1MwGbI/AAAAAAAACMA/Yf5h0xR-OiQ/s400/DSCF1657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swbFMwGZI/AAAAAAAACLw/Q7I4AioimQI/s1600-h/DSCF1652.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267440265927058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swbFMwGZI/AAAAAAAACLw/Q7I4AioimQI/s400/DSCF1652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swblMwGaI/AAAAAAAACL4/v0cBJIC-ai8/s1600-h/DSCF1654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267448855861666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swblMwGaI/AAAAAAAACL4/v0cBJIC-ai8/s400/DSCF1654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No makeup! and ultra toilet-ness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;check out Jul's classic Expression and sabby's new hair do! haha Believe it or not, she did actually have that hairstyle errm bout 4 years back. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Countdown!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw61MwGfI/AAAAAAAACMg/vRoHlhpzkIs/s1600-h/DSC07616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267985726773746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw61MwGfI/AAAAAAAACMg/vRoHlhpzkIs/s400/DSC07616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw6VMwGdI/AAAAAAAACMQ/Hi2oMTzlS5I/s1600-h/DSCF1674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267977136839122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw6VMwGdI/AAAAAAAACMQ/Hi2oMTzlS5I/s400/DSCF1674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twentyfour.and dajie. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;KC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw6VMwGeI/AAAAAAAACMY/0Xbflm9twlo/s1600-h/694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267977136839138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw6VMwGeI/AAAAAAAACMY/0Xbflm9twlo/s400/694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peilian's birthday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155267435970959746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4swa1MwGYI/AAAAAAAACLo/xjkxEG791Sc/s400/P1290841%5B2%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin and i totally spoiled the picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha we were laughing at junwen's butt and the camera snapped! tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tushan was just distracted by my hideous laughter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i always knew i had a big mouth. hahaha. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh thats the BIT people btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was yiling's (siao char bo's) birthday too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but no pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh. i seriously wonder if anyone would come if i actually had a 21st birthday birthday celebration. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my friend's all said they would volunteer for guard duty that day... tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bye bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;back to cooking. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5537080885082267249?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5537080885082267249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5537080885082267249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5537080885082267249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5537080885082267249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/single-act-of-random-loving-kindness.html' title='a single act of random loving kindness.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4sw61MwGgI/AAAAAAAACMo/cYsIv4DDqdU/s72-c/DSCF1647.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3621938630240670413</id><published>2008-01-13T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T00:52:45.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to save a life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;must 2008 be a bad year too?&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its strange how the heart can actually feel "physically" painful when we're "crying" inside huh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh God pls help me. Cos i really dont know how else..&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/8149310345561616815-3621938630240670413?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3621938630240670413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3621938630240670413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3621938630240670413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3621938630240670413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='how to save a life'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4245604329091559484</id><published>2008-01-07T23:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T04:00:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anywayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you wouldnt believe this!!&lt;br /&gt;my mum actually got me a new phone! YIPEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;its ZERO dollars la.. but better than nothing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least i'm using a phone that actually belongs to me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OH! and my mum is also checking if she can claim an Ipod for me with that yearly allowance thingy that teachers get. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she already claimed a portable hard drive recently... so if its possible.. then i would have a FREE IPOD TOO! so exciting. :) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good things come to those who waitttt...!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O 'Salvation is here' last sunday was like WAY OVER MY RANGE and now my throat really hurts. burgers.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it gets better cos i still have friday, sat, sun and the following following sun to do backup. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Random:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sentosa 5th dec 07.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLVMwGII/AAAAAAAACJo/EgilFUxg3bM/s1600-h/DSCN2275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152785571939096706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLVMwGII/AAAAAAAACJo/EgilFUxg3bM/s400/DSCN2275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLVMwGHI/AAAAAAAACJg/6wtTlnUyrdc/s1600-h/DSCN2289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152785571939096690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLVMwGHI/AAAAAAAACJg/6wtTlnUyrdc/s400/DSCN2289.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLFMwGGI/AAAAAAAACJY/oBkN4yzmNLk/s1600-h/DSCN2272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152785567644129378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLFMwGGI/AAAAAAAACJY/oBkN4yzmNLk/s400/DSCN2272.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfL1MwGKI/AAAAAAAACJ4/lJE77Im_lk0/s1600-h/DSCN2316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152785580529031330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfL1MwGKI/AAAAAAAACJ4/lJE77Im_lk0/s400/DSCN2316.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLlMwGJI/AAAAAAAACJw/JKkLvmy96_Y/s1600-h/DSCN2308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152785576234064018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLlMwGJI/AAAAAAAACJw/JKkLvmy96_Y/s400/DSCN2308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa 27th dec 07&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post Christmas gift xchange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6lMwGPI/AAAAAAAACKg/RGNKqBPHGwE/s1600-h/DSCN2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789682222799090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6lMwGPI/AAAAAAAACKg/RGNKqBPHGwE/s400/DSCN2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6VMwGNI/AAAAAAAACKQ/eMYFUadnX7s/s1600-h/DSCN2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789677927831762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6VMwGNI/AAAAAAAACKQ/eMYFUadnX7s/s400/DSCN2536.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6FMwGLI/AAAAAAAACKA/s9gbxr9Mplc/s1600-h/DSCN2526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789673632864434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6FMwGLI/AAAAAAAACKA/s9gbxr9Mplc/s400/DSCN2526.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6FMwGMI/AAAAAAAACKI/_AsBKJ6gPdQ/s1600-h/DSCN2535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789673632864450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6FMwGMI/AAAAAAAACKI/_AsBKJ6gPdQ/s400/DSCN2535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjO1MwGQI/AAAAAAAACKo/ck_nuc-ogJ0/s1600-h/DSCN2548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152790030115150082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjO1MwGQI/AAAAAAAACKo/ck_nuc-ogJ0/s400/DSCN2548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6VMwGOI/AAAAAAAACKY/TtI83mqLO6c/s1600-h/DSCN2539.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152789677927831778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4Ji6VMwGOI/AAAAAAAACKY/TtI83mqLO6c/s400/DSCN2539.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught snacking on food again. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPFMwGRI/AAAAAAAACKw/OhDFhaAU73w/s1600-h/DSCN2549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152790034410117394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPFMwGRI/AAAAAAAACKw/OhDFhaAU73w/s400/DSCN2549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPVMwGSI/AAAAAAAACK4/MsQoZpExYq8/s1600-h/DSCN2554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152790038705084706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPVMwGSI/AAAAAAAACK4/MsQoZpExYq8/s400/DSCN2554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPlMwGTI/AAAAAAAACLA/oF2NCntQna4/s1600-h/DSCN2571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152790043000052018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JjPlMwGTI/AAAAAAAACLA/oF2NCntQna4/s400/DSCN2571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;everybody!&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camp camp camp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures courtesy of Kenneth, V Kwan, Pris and Fabian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUVlMwF9I/AAAAAAAACIQ/3FoLJyUDMeo/s1600-h/DSC_0038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773653404850130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUVlMwF9I/AAAAAAAACIQ/3FoLJyUDMeo/s400/DSC_0038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUV1MwF-I/AAAAAAAACIY/p5PGz2jhgPI/s1600-h/DSC_0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773657699817442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUV1MwF-I/AAAAAAAACIY/p5PGz2jhgPI/s400/DSC_0112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUWFMwGAI/AAAAAAAACIo/PuLk-Qo0QzQ/s1600-h/DSC_3206WTMK.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773661994784770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUWFMwGAI/AAAAAAAACIo/PuLk-Qo0QzQ/s400/DSC_3206WTMK.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152819708339165554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-OVMwGXI/AAAAAAAACLg/d5KKljTZE4E/s400/DSC_2998.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-N1MwGUI/AAAAAAAACLI/PMn_W3xGmks/s1600-h/cc4matt1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152819699749230914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-N1MwGUI/AAAAAAAACLI/PMn_W3xGmks/s400/cc4matt1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah, i like being audacious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-OFMwGVI/AAAAAAAACLQ/5nW7NrnVgq4/s1600-h/ga18throwing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152819704044198226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-OFMwGVI/AAAAAAAACLQ/5nW7NrnVgq4/s400/ga18throwing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-OVMwGWI/AAAAAAAACLY/qrbfzmLlYPA/s1600-h/ga9trekking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152819708339165538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4J-OVMwGWI/AAAAAAAACLY/qrbfzmLlYPA/s400/ga9trekking.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never before seen images from the Audacious committee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW41MwGBI/AAAAAAAACIw/94Cb7pVeWgI/s1600-h/audyc+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776458018494482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW41MwGBI/AAAAAAAACIw/94Cb7pVeWgI/s400/audyc+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5VMwGFI/AAAAAAAACJQ/xJDPABGDtaM/s1600-h/cc14fabian3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776466608429138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5VMwGFI/AAAAAAAACJQ/xJDPABGDtaM/s400/cc14fabian3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul frank PJS!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jul an i have the exact same paul frank towel, red shirt and pants. and we didnt plan on bringing it to camp together. really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5FMwGCI/AAAAAAAACI4/JHDT2qcP3I4/s1600-h/audyc+x+091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776462313461794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5FMwGCI/AAAAAAAACI4/JHDT2qcP3I4/s400/audyc+x+091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5VMwGEI/AAAAAAAACJI/qnYvzLOxST0/s1600-h/cc20classroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776466608429122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5VMwGEI/AAAAAAAACJI/qnYvzLOxST0/s400/cc20classroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out jason and rudy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Classic toilet people. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5FMwGDI/AAAAAAAACJA/FLz4u_I1o00/s1600-h/cc5kissing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152776462313461810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JW5FMwGDI/AAAAAAAACJA/FLz4u_I1o00/s400/cc5kissing1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;matthew mark luke long!!! haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUV1MwF_I/AAAAAAAACIg/2BxAmKqPQlc/s1600-h/DSC_0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152773657699817458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JUV1MwF_I/AAAAAAAACIg/2BxAmKqPQlc/s400/DSC_0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's The audacious programmes proposal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;zhey. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4245604329091559484?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4245604329091559484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4245604329091559484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4245604329091559484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4245604329091559484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/anywayyy.html' title='anywayyy'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R4JfLVMwGII/AAAAAAAACJo/EgilFUxg3bM/s72-c/DSCN2275.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4364144161748956380</id><published>2008-01-04T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T17:44:02.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yadayada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;julianneluvsnic@hotmail.com&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh pls. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who would come up with such a stupid email address!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;whoever you are.. come on.. get a life, do yourself a favour, and stop doing stupid lame stuff such as this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u amuse me in such a sick way really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Better not let me find out who you are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and one more thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yeah. talk about appropriate time and PLACE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've always thought that comments should be kept to yourself, confronted or explained to the person you are directing it to. and not post it online for ppl to read, even if its your prerogative to write whatever you want on your blogs or its simply just a general comment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;still..... How &lt;strong&gt;stumbling&lt;/strong&gt;. isnt it so?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont know why am i so frustrated about these things today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it just really pisses me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe because its about people you care about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UGH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells. no other comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4364144161748956380?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4364144161748956380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4364144161748956380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4364144161748956380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4364144161748956380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/yadayada.html' title='yadayada'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1940327822328038631</id><published>2008-01-02T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T03:29:17.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello jul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is for you....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jul1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/jul1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Told you these pictures will come into good use! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farewell and goodbye for now. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont think i can cry at the airport. but i'll miss you enough! (: (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH! and Its okay if we dont have best friends tattoos or piercings. haha cos i got something else for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSL1MwF4I/AAAAAAAACHo/601_Q7HwBEw/s1600-h/1+(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150589855808362370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSL1MwF4I/AAAAAAAACHo/601_Q7HwBEw/s400/1+(23).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSMFMwF5I/AAAAAAAACHw/4444kQRsHyo/s1600-h/1+(32).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150589860103329682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSMFMwF5I/AAAAAAAACHw/4444kQRsHyo/s400/1+(32).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst. The shirt and the shorts all belonged to Sabby! we thought she was cool. so we dressed like her. haha seriously!! :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;80s Rewind?? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSMlMwF8I/AAAAAAAACII/vx68NTpaIrQ/s1600-h/friends+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSMVMwF7I/AAAAAAAACIA/z1gRqI16Vys/s1600-h/1+(37).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150589864398297010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSMVMwF7I/AAAAAAAACIA/z1gRqI16Vys/s400/1+(37).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SABBY AND JUL.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1940327822328038631?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1940327822328038631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1940327822328038631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1940327822328038631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1940327822328038631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/photobucket.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3qSL1MwF4I/AAAAAAAACHo/601_Q7HwBEw/s72-c/1+(23).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3099891743797207011</id><published>2008-01-01T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T02:56:44.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just like any other.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodbye horrible 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;honestly, i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even know why is it a bad year for me. 2007 kinda just went by and It just feels as if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been slapped left right up down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;thru&lt;/span&gt; some tough times with loved ones, disappointments etc etc..(i shall not not go into it..) but all i hope for is a better 2008. and Hopefully, most of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;baggages&lt;/span&gt; have been left behind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, my New Year's Resolution is to.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;errm&lt;/span&gt;... Step on less banana skins? - whatever sense that made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYWAYS! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; turning 21 this year. BURGERS! They say once you hit 20, whatever that comes after that happens really fast... so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;yeahh&lt;/span&gt; tell me about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And all soon to be 21 year &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;olds&lt;/span&gt; should have a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;wish list&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; yeah right. (its inspired by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;jason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;chua&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and here's mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would like a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAR&lt;/strong&gt;. a car that belongs to the family at least.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Microdermabrasion&lt;/span&gt; on my face&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;! then i can throw away all the liquid foundation&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an eyebrow &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;embroidery&lt;/span&gt; session&lt;/strong&gt;. then i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; have to worry if i get caught in the rain. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; would stop laughing. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;HEh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; classic&lt;/strong&gt;. To replace my ancient, spoilt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;ipod&lt;/span&gt; mini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Digi&lt;/span&gt; camera&lt;/strong&gt;. Sony one would be good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hoho&lt;/span&gt;. to cover my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;ka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;cheng&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that actually belongs to me. So i can return &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dajie&lt;/span&gt; his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Handphone&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Nintendo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;DS&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Wii&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;XBOX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. okay. i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really know how to play these things. but seems fun to own one. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;watch&lt;/strong&gt;. i have no classy looking watch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wallet.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; found a nice one that i like. have been using my mum's. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;HEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;LV&lt;/span&gt; bag/wallet&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. eh i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need it actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A&lt;strong&gt; diamond ring/necklace&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. kidding i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need this too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;bla&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; too bored now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seems like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; some really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;covetous&lt;/span&gt;, materialistic girl right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not okay. i just thought of it on the spot. or maybe just in case any kind soul wants to bless me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its on my wish list cos 1. everything seems unaffordable. 2. some almost unrealistic. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; need any of these. its just some very nice to have.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. Okay but for some, i really need/want it. oh wells. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; keep saving! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i have no idea where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; getting at already. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways better 2008. better 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3099891743797207011?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3099891743797207011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3099891743797207011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3099891743797207011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3099891743797207011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-like-any-other.html' title='just like any other.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3839426895629462388</id><published>2007-12-26T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:45:03.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah ah ah ah staying alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. major missing in action..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so this was all that took place....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14 - 18th dec. was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AUDACIOUS youth camp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally its over cos i was just about to pull out all my hair and buy a wig. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rain was a headache, the lack of sleep was so tortourous, all that screaming made all of us sound like men, and the lack of pails forced me to bath in cold water using only a cut out quarter of a 1.5 mineral bottle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i'm glad it all went well. and hopefully the campers did actually have fun. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;camp photos up next time...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but here are some pre-camp-programmes comm photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once again, just something visual..apart from seeing a wall of text.&lt;br /&gt;. SO Our 3rd logistic trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBMlMwFzI/AAAAAAAACHA/n_sKBlBPD5g/s1600-h/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147967533461018418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBMlMwFzI/AAAAAAAACHA/n_sKBlBPD5g/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power Saver....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We bought THAT many things (to sabo 350 campers) for just a little over a $100.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, if only we had more budget.. ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBMVMwFyI/AAAAAAAACG4/c9qsvofYL1Y/s1600-h/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147967529166051106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBMVMwFyI/AAAAAAAACG4/c9qsvofYL1Y/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBnlMwF2I/AAAAAAAACHY/j-Rkqps9IHg/s1600-h/5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147967997317486434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBnlMwF2I/AAAAAAAACHY/j-Rkqps9IHg/s400/5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. thats us at giant and at dom's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBn1MwF3I/AAAAAAAACHg/pRpr4hG3wv4/s1600-h/6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147968001612453746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBn1MwF3I/AAAAAAAACHg/pRpr4hG3wv4/s400/6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBNFMwF1I/AAAAAAAACHQ/kjbhYwf0uxc/s1600-h/4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147967542050953042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBNFMwF1I/AAAAAAAACHQ/kjbhYwf0uxc/s400/4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we fell in love with the inflatable pool. :) :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wish i had something like that when i was younger. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*psst. i found out that i had one special ability. and that is blowing up inflatable pools! haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBM1MwF0I/AAAAAAAACHI/WPu8fVfNIDk/s1600-h/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147967537755985730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBM1MwF0I/AAAAAAAACHI/WPu8fVfNIDk/s400/3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The very next day, i rushed off to work, then to jul's place, prepare prepare prepare, and we all slept at 4+, woke up at 6 the next.. and for the next few days.. heh. tell me about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my eyes has been on a major eye bag treatment ever since. :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But This year's camp comm is way too cool to be in. haha. kidding! but really, i thought it was the best one so far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and there's no better department to be in other than programmes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, so much for being tired after camp... cos some of us met for dinner at the over priced Glutton's Bay, had Desserts at Mr bean cafe (i like it there) and then caught a midnight movie on the same day camp ended.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;+ i had work the following day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i almost died. literally. funny why we like to torture ourselves haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH but Hurray! cos last friday was my last day at work!! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it felt really really good. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so whats next? heh i have no idea actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 options:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Take up a job at temasek poly as an event planner bla bla.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Low pay. but i think i'll really like it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. take up a job at my cousin's friend's design company.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- he's willing to pay me well and train me in marketing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Take up the bank job.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- the pay is really really really really good and for my future. but i'll totally forsake my freedom, escalate my stress level AND i'll suffer under my cousin, which is totally UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Stay home, jiak jua and wait for ad hac even jobs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- my favourite idea. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i thought about it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bank sound too attractive.. and its like the "dream" job of many. but after talking to my cousin, i decided that... NAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i guess its 80% chance that i'll be working in the design firm... Somehow it seems like i'm always working under the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;marketing&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; department.. heh Strange.. maybe its the way to go for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont know.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i still have 3 mths to decide before i have to make up my mind and go ahead with my uni appplication for next year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;marketing or finance..we'll see. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay what else on friday..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh i met the cell for dinner, then Tushan came and picked me up to meet some of the other BIT dudes at mind's cafe for some board games.. We played taboo. and dumb friend thought Macara was Madegasca. ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fa la la la la la la la la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Dajiet and i went shopping in town...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, we werent really shopping together cos half the time i ran off to see my own things and he went off to buy his own stuff..and we met up again after that. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously. where do you find a Girlfriend who hates dragging her BF along to malls and prefers shopping alone! haha KIDDING. no serious, I'm kidding :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Oh then in the evening Dajiet joined my family for Christmas for the first time this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ate ate ate, played Bingo together and the two of us WON!..(even my grandma played. haha), then we had a little gift exchange.. and Dajie got Coasters!! haha so dumb. okay. i won an IRON. equally dumb. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Somehow, everyone cant seem to get his name rightt. They dont call him Dajie cos everyone calls my aunt Da JIE (as in big sister) which sounds almost e same.. So my Aunt changed his name from Jeremiah to Jeremy to Jerry. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But its nice really. Having him over with my family. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Thenn Dajiet Dopped my parents and i at bedok cos he had to meet his friends. and Tushan came to pick me up AGAIN to meet jun wen and mudd for a midnight movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after that, we went for our usual very late night teh ping and Prata Supper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By the time i got home it was like 6 am already. really JIU WO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Christmas Lunch at Pst Dan's place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lots of food, laughter anddd... more food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then fabian, pris. ttl and i met rudy and Dajiet for another round of Makan-ing session at Botak jones. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- Christmas Lunch at Dajiet's aunt's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. same thing. FOOD FOOD FOOD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it didnt feel that awkward cos its my 2nd time there and everyone still rmbs me from last last's year christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like the feeling of being part of each other's family. its really nice :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- oh.. then i pestered Dajiet to go eat fondue with me after we sent his mum home...so we headed down to this choclate bar at esplanade where i insisted on ordering a large fondue set. yummy. and after that we stopped by to watch some hand bell performance, had our wishes written on this Big white Ball.. (i wrote"i want to be a tai tai" haha!!!!) and lastly headed home cos my dear friend needs to serve the nation by driving some tank. HEH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. so thats all for Christmas this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SUPER BORING. no christmas mood at all. heh at least to me la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i spent my christmas scrubbing toilet floors, mopping the rooms, washing clothes, and tidying up the room. yup.. itss THATTT boring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and nope, no presents this yr.. other than &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ONE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Dajiet's mummy and some cards. Quite paiseh that i didnt get her anything. but oh wells. he did win some coasterss to bring back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but aiyahh.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;boring birthday, boring christmas...boring 2007. BOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I NEED A CAMERA. LIKE NOW. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3839426895629462388?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3839426895629462388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3839426895629462388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3839426895629462388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3839426895629462388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/ah-ah-ah-ah-staying-alive.html' title='ah ah ah ah staying alive'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R3FBMlMwFzI/AAAAAAAACHA/n_sKBlBPD5g/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1971125345264349177</id><published>2007-12-12T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:27:52.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay yay.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sSJW_7wI/AAAAAAAACFQ/r_MQ3yyTMNE/s1600-h/bintan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807620997869314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sSJW_7wI/AAAAAAAACFQ/r_MQ3yyTMNE/s400/bintan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. this is like a long overdued post but oh wells. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bintan was a getaway really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went on a &lt;strong&gt;budget trip&lt;/strong&gt;. so no fancy resorts, swimming pool etc.. Just a HUT. lizard infested that is and with the sea ALMOST right at our doorstep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;banana boated&lt;/strong&gt; and capsized into the sea cos dear jul didnt move her body enough! haha then i got paranoid cos i thought i was going to die in the middle of no where.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;Kayaked&lt;/strong&gt; - after which i puked cos i was sea sick haha such a loser.&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;strong&gt;Boogie boarded&lt;/strong&gt; - and that was the best part. :) its almost like surfing. and its really fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got ourselves a free &lt;strong&gt;Tann&lt;/strong&gt;. - The sun was HOT HOT HOT! that explains why i look like a Malay/Indian/Indonesian/Filipino/Thai/village girl. Burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We ate at a &lt;strong&gt;kelong&lt;/strong&gt; - basically zhi cha. but we did order scallops :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We took a &lt;strong&gt;buggy ride&lt;/strong&gt;. - someone offered us a free ride back to the Hut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got a &lt;strong&gt;free pizza&lt;/strong&gt; - Cos the didnt get us our express service. But than again, we ate pizza every other day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We got our &lt;strong&gt;nails&lt;/strong&gt; done - my first manicure ever in my entire life. but didnt turn out that good. Jul's was worst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We went for a &lt;strong&gt;massage&lt;/strong&gt; - I love massages. other than the fact that we have wear paper undies. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all in all, it was a great holiday and it was good fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay. yak less and more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;no makeup too. so its pale pale pale! :)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sSZW_7xI/AAAAAAAACFY/kfSOW0f5d7E/s1600-h/Bintan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807625292836626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sSZW_7xI/AAAAAAAACFY/kfSOW0f5d7E/s400/Bintan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sR5W_7uI/AAAAAAAACFA/M1fN300O5PQ/s1600-h/Bintan+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807616702901986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sR5W_7uI/AAAAAAAACFA/M1fN300O5PQ/s400/Bintan+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our humble abode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17s5JW_7yI/AAAAAAAACFg/ZetNVv91P88/s1600-h/Bintan+(17).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142808291012767522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17s5JW_7yI/AAAAAAAACFg/ZetNVv91P88/s400/Bintan+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rF5W_7nI/AAAAAAAACEI/6aC5ac3XQ7s/s1600-h/Bintan+(18).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142806311032843890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rF5W_7nI/AAAAAAAACEI/6aC5ac3XQ7s/s400/Bintan+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17uvZW_70I/AAAAAAAACFw/CF1gIDOtcOE/s1600-h/P1010846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142810322532298562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17uvZW_70I/AAAAAAAACFw/CF1gIDOtcOE/s400/P1010846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_ZW_73I/AAAAAAAACGI/0qgko1V_zLM/s1600-h/Bintan+(22).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142813895945088882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_ZW_73I/AAAAAAAACGI/0qgko1V_zLM/s400/Bintan+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sRpW_7tI/AAAAAAAACE4/gQanuMj-zHo/s1600-h/Bintan+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807612407934674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sRpW_7tI/AAAAAAAACE4/gQanuMj-zHo/s400/Bintan+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_JW_71I/AAAAAAAACF4/OjsaxUO_ouw/s1600-h/Bintan+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142813891650121554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_JW_71I/AAAAAAAACF4/OjsaxUO_ouw/s400/Bintan+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rx5W_7oI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9CD6AgFgzOw/s1600-h/Bintan+(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807066947088002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rx5W_7oI/AAAAAAAACEQ/9CD6AgFgzOw/s320/Bintan+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rzZW_7rI/AAAAAAAACEo/ZG1YL2fpLA4/s1600-h/Bintan+(5).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807092716891826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rzZW_7rI/AAAAAAAACEo/ZG1YL2fpLA4/s320/Bintan+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rypW_7qI/AAAAAAAACEg/pjTT9okoRR8/s1600-h/Bintan+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807079831989922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rypW_7qI/AAAAAAAACEg/pjTT9okoRR8/s320/Bintan+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17ryZW_7pI/AAAAAAAACEY/zxtcUBut6QQ/s1600-h/Bintan+(7).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807075537022610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17ryZW_7pI/AAAAAAAACEY/zxtcUBut6QQ/s320/Bintan+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rzpW_7sI/AAAAAAAACEw/oqjtpxazTnA/s1600-h/Bintan+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;101 attempts to take a jumping shot. heh. okay not that many :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rF5W_7mI/AAAAAAAACEA/EyhS-h13k_4/s1600-h/Bintan+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142806311032843874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rF5W_7mI/AAAAAAAACEA/EyhS-h13k_4/s400/Bintan+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFpW_7lI/AAAAAAAACD4/f633hIDnyDw/s1600-h/Bintan+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142806306737876562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFpW_7lI/AAAAAAAACD4/f633hIDnyDw/s400/Bintan+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17t35W_7zI/AAAAAAAACFo/wxadQ_fiIsQ/s1600-h/P1010893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142809369049558834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17t35W_7zI/AAAAAAAACFo/wxadQ_fiIsQ/s400/P1010893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFZW_7kI/AAAAAAAACDw/peNI59fAquw/s1600-h/Bintan+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142806302442909250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFZW_7kI/AAAAAAAACDw/peNI59fAquw/s400/Bintan+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelong dinner. too spicy! &lt;/div&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFJW_7jI/AAAAAAAACDo/REXe851AjkY/s1600-h/Bintan+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142806298147941938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17rFJW_7jI/AAAAAAAACDo/REXe851AjkY/s400/Bintan+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buggy!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qiJW_7iI/AAAAAAAACDg/PnOHochNJ0M/s1600-h/Bintan+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142805696852520482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qiJW_7iI/AAAAAAAACDg/PnOHochNJ0M/s400/Bintan+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qh5W_7hI/AAAAAAAACDY/5KhS8bo_fCA/s1600-h/Bintan+(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142805692557553170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qh5W_7hI/AAAAAAAACDY/5KhS8bo_fCA/s400/Bintan+(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_5W_74I/AAAAAAAACGQ/OLkTA_vhq_E/s1600-h/Bintan+(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142813904535023490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17x_5W_74I/AAAAAAAACGQ/OLkTA_vhq_E/s400/Bintan+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17yypW_76I/AAAAAAAACGg/PJdPm3K5sjo/s1600-h/Bintan+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142814776413384610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17yypW_76I/AAAAAAAACGg/PJdPm3K5sjo/s400/Bintan+(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sand toilet bowl. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qgpW_7eI/AAAAAAAACDA/jID-zBwZonY/s1600-h/Bintan+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142805671082716642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qgpW_7eI/AAAAAAAACDA/jID-zBwZonY/s400/Bintan+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17yAJW_75I/AAAAAAAACGY/AuK_K-k12KM/s1600-h/Bintan+(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142813908829990802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17yAJW_75I/AAAAAAAACGY/AuK_K-k12KM/s400/Bintan+(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17qh5W_7gI/AAAAAAAACDQ/MmCmhLnAgpw/s1600-h/Bintan+(14).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sR5W_7vI/AAAAAAAACFI/lOTabZu8WHA/s1600-h/bintan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142807616702902002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sR5W_7vI/AAAAAAAACFI/lOTabZu8WHA/s400/bintan2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasar oleh oleh. - man made village.&lt;br /&gt;massage, manicure. heh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh and i cancelled myself out cos the fats were spilling.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R172lJW_78I/AAAAAAAACGw/Tyh5_QiHKHs/s1600-h/Bintan+(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142818942531661762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R172lJW_78I/AAAAAAAACGw/Tyh5_QiHKHs/s400/Bintan+(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;alright. BAY BAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(thats how my korean friend spells BYE BYE) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1971125345264349177?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1971125345264349177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1971125345264349177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1971125345264349177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1971125345264349177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post_12.html' title='yay yay.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R17sSJW_7wI/AAAAAAAACFQ/r_MQ3yyTMNE/s72-c/bintan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1453414973588720220</id><published>2007-12-11T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T05:30:34.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i stepped on a banana skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need a break from all that clutter on my table.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;never ending work.irritating people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1453414973588720220?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1453414973588720220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1453414973588720220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1453414973588720220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1453414973588720220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-need-break-from-all-that-clutter-on.html' title='and i stepped on a banana skin'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-860212851973007005</id><published>2007-12-07T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T03:10:30.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>annyeonghaseyo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lbQpW_6vI/AAAAAAAAB9U/YXfpinILGGk/s1600-h/k9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141240791158483698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lbQpW_6vI/AAAAAAAAB9U/YXfpinILGGk/s400/k9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;and so it was to Korea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tour group was great. Friendships were built. Weather was awesome. Snow was Pretty. Skiing was fun. ..&lt;br /&gt;Really One of my Best Holidays. or rather its the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; i've had so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty cheated cos its supposed to be an 8Day tour. But the whole flight there kinda ate up Day 1. So when we finally arrived, it was like Day 2 already. Burgers.&lt;br /&gt;and The saddest was that my mum didnt bring enough money!! Its like whenever we wanted to buy or eat sth, we have to check our wallets to see if its still within our budgets. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;i was quite disappointed. But oh wells! I'm still happy nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, there nothing to buy anyways (all winter stuff) and everything is so ex. So yes.. Sorry ppl, no souvenirs! if you dont mind, Kimchi/seaweed anyone?? haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and Finally i got my lazy fingers to start blogging about it. heh.&lt;br /&gt;its super Image heavy. So bare with it. :)&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la_JW_6tI/AAAAAAAAB9E/hevJF9yHpp8/s1600-h/k11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141240490510772946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la_JW_6tI/AAAAAAAAB9E/hevJF9yHpp8/s400/k11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la_JW_6uI/AAAAAAAAB9M/NG-mJY9rycM/s1600-h/k10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141240490510772962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la_JW_6uI/AAAAAAAAB9M/NG-mJY9rycM/s400/k10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat Korean Air. and I thought it was like SQ kind. but BOO! its like errm.. United airlines, Silkair kind. and So for 6hours.. i drank juice, slept and ate peanuts. boring! haha. but i was too excited to do some other stuff anyways. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Our first stop was to this traditional Village where all the rich dudes of the past used to stay. Really pretty place...But i was way too amused with all that mist that is coming out of my mouth haha such a mountain tortoise really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lyrZW_6yI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KJw51wxsVPM/s1600-h/k16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141266539487423266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lyrZW_6yI/AAAAAAAAB9s/KJw51wxsVPM/s400/k16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lyrZW_6xI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ec8VAuBFB5g/s1600-h/k12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141266539487423250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lyrZW_6xI/AAAAAAAAB9k/ec8VAuBFB5g/s400/k12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la-5W_6rI/AAAAAAAAB80/0SmMTRP_qe8/s1600-h/k13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141240486215805618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la-5W_6rI/AAAAAAAAB80/0SmMTRP_qe8/s400/k13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la-JW_6qI/AAAAAAAAB8s/CnbK491b6ck/s1600-h/k14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141240473330903714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1la-JW_6qI/AAAAAAAAB8s/CnbK491b6ck/s400/k14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_5W_55I/AAAAAAAAB2k/tLjxN_zk_Mk/s1600-h/k4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231707302651794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_5W_55I/AAAAAAAAB2k/tLjxN_zk_Mk/s400/k4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look! persimmon tree! and yes its real! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ_JW_6oI/AAAAAAAAB8c/ySflbQVsD14/s1600-h/k15.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141239390999145090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ_JW_6oI/AAAAAAAAB8c/ySflbQVsD14/s400/k15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our First Meal: Ginseng Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Super filling. Got rice, noodle, and one whole chicken each. why are the Koreans still so slim. HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ-5W_6nI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YU6IPV1mulY/s1600-h/k17.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141239386704177778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ-5W_6nI/AAAAAAAAB8U/YU6IPV1mulY/s400/k17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Next thing we knew, we're on a 1 hour domestic flight towards Jeju island.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ-ZW_6mI/AAAAAAAAB8M/f42JUjjE9KI/s1600-h/k18.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141239378114243170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ-ZW_6mI/AAAAAAAAB8M/f42JUjjE9KI/s400/k18.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ95W_6lI/AAAAAAAAB8E/fpEL8cVhrjg/s1600-h/k19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141239369524308562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZ95W_6lI/AAAAAAAAB8E/fpEL8cVhrjg/s400/k19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was to the Seaside. There you find people selling/cooking abalones, squids, shell fish etc.&lt;br /&gt;and to eat there, you'll have to climb through the rocks and stuff.. but apparently my mum and I gave up. haha. so we took pictures from up the "hill".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l3wZW_6zI/AAAAAAAAB90/gHS_q4PFbH0/s1600-h/k105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141272122944908082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l3wZW_6zI/AAAAAAAAB90/gHS_q4PFbH0/s400/k105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZhpW_6hI/AAAAAAAAB7k/JnhVznGD1hg/s1600-h/k23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238884193004050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZhpW_6hI/AAAAAAAAB7k/JnhVznGD1hg/s400/k23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZlpW_6kI/AAAAAAAAB78/Fe8xECHhKj8/s1600-h/k20.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZk5W_6jI/AAAAAAAAB70/cWlZs9ZdRaE/s1600-h/k21.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZjZW_6iI/AAAAAAAAB7s/SOVHnkAs9R0/s1600-h/k22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238914257775138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZjZW_6iI/AAAAAAAAB7s/SOVHnkAs9R0/s400/k22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l3yJW_61I/AAAAAAAAB-E/Sdpimv_T8EU/s1600-h/k107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141272153009679186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l3yJW_61I/AAAAAAAAB-E/Sdpimv_T8EU/s400/k107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l3xZW_60I/AAAAAAAAB98/GJzZrZmzt-w/s1600-h/k106.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was to this strange place called the Mystery Road.&lt;br /&gt;Basically it's a road that objects seem to roll up, rather than down. yup. Cars, bottles, bicycles roll up the hill of their own accord.&lt;br /&gt;Really strange when you see how an object as big as a Bus defy the law of physics. Spooky! haha&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY5JW_6cI/AAAAAAAAB68/eAFkNOTrbZw/s1600-h/k28.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238188408302018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY5JW_6cI/AAAAAAAAB68/eAFkNOTrbZw/s400/k28.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY75W_6fI/AAAAAAAAB7U/rvWB6JR732E/s1600-h/k25.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238235652942322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY75W_6fI/AAAAAAAAB7U/rvWB6JR732E/s400/k25.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZgJW_6gI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9wGFXhrXE94/s1600-h/k24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238858423200258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lZgJW_6gI/AAAAAAAAB7c/9wGFXhrXE94/s400/k24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 3.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Early morning and it was to another village to visit the earth/fertility God. Some weird Stone it is.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Jeju is kinda dominated by females, so women go to this weird looking piece of rock to rub its nose, touch their own tummies and believing that it will give them baby boy. heh.&lt;br /&gt;and I wont say why it looks weird.. haha well, Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY6ZW_6dI/AAAAAAAAB7E/FMlZsr6eQDk/s1600-h/k27.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238209883138514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY6ZW_6dI/AAAAAAAAB7E/FMlZsr6eQDk/s400/k27.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to this mountain area.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i dont really know where i visited cos i cant understand the tour guide's chinese. So all i know is this mountain, that village.. bla bla. haha oh wells&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY3pW_6bI/AAAAAAAAB60/kJOvZOjFVkA/s1600-h/k29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141238162638498226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lY3pW_6bI/AAAAAAAAB60/kJOvZOjFVkA/s400/k29.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYepW_6WI/AAAAAAAAB6M/fuz7Tgf0WQw/s1600-h/k34.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237733141768546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYepW_6WI/AAAAAAAAB6M/fuz7Tgf0WQw/s400/k34.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYhZW_6YI/AAAAAAAAB6c/zTni5ah6-Cs/s1600-h/k32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237780386408834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYhZW_6YI/AAAAAAAAB6c/zTni5ah6-Cs/s400/k32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYjZW_6aI/AAAAAAAAB6s/xqxDYsTKk_o/s1600-h/k30.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237814746147234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYjZW_6aI/AAAAAAAAB6s/xqxDYsTKk_o/s400/k30.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up the mountain all by myself cos my mum was too tired to climb. (yay. clap clap! i can still conquer mountains! ) But its really scary when you're nearing the top. The steps are too narrow, and there's like way too many people. i was so worried someone might just knock me off the steps! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYipW_6ZI/AAAAAAAAB6k/in3buiV5SlA/s1600-h/k31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237801861245330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYipW_6ZI/AAAAAAAAB6k/in3buiV5SlA/s400/k31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYgJW_6XI/AAAAAAAAB6U/IYb0wMz5C6o/s1600-h/k33.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237758911572338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYgJW_6XI/AAAAAAAAB6U/IYb0wMz5C6o/s400/k33.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We had Black Pig for lunch. The best Meal i've had there.&lt;br /&gt;And we wrapped meat and rice into cabbage leaves. So korean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lX85W_6RI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Cy-ShKq2mO4/s1600-h/k39.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237153321183506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lX85W_6RI/AAAAAAAAB5k/Cy-ShKq2mO4/s400/k39.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lX-ZW_6SI/AAAAAAAAB5s/sBBTrRWIGvg/s1600-h/k38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237179090987298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lX-ZW_6SI/AAAAAAAAB5s/sBBTrRWIGvg/s400/k38.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! then it was orange plucking. its like pluck and eat on the spot kind. and The best part is that the weather is so cold, it kinda makes the oranges taste so refrigerated and refreshing. mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYEZW_6VI/AAAAAAAAB6E/Csc8Hgw7fME/s1600-h/k35.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237282170202450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYEZW_6VI/AAAAAAAAB6E/Csc8Hgw7fME/s400/k35.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYA5W_6TI/AAAAAAAAB50/izgQ0fgKfBo/s1600-h/k37.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141237222040660274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lYA5W_6TI/AAAAAAAAB50/izgQ0fgKfBo/s400/k37.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes.. because we paid like 5000won to go in, my mum had to steal some back. haha. Super cute la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141300813326445522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mR2ZW_69I/AAAAAAAAB_E/pejOPH3IihM/s400/k36.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was to this ____? i have no idea where. haha&lt;br /&gt;Its just somewhere really really really cold cos the wind was coming from all direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLcJW_66I/AAAAAAAAB-s/1xpXsRj3SQo/s1600-h/k111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141293765285112738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLcJW_66I/AAAAAAAAB-s/1xpXsRj3SQo/s400/k111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLa5W_64I/AAAAAAAAB-c/zeGtAUqxCl0/s1600-h/k110.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141293743810276226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLa5W_64I/AAAAAAAAB-c/zeGtAUqxCl0/s400/k110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLb5W_65I/AAAAAAAAB-k/jIIsK_nVnJA/s1600-h/k112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141293760990145426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mLb5W_65I/AAAAAAAAB-k/jIIsK_nVnJA/s400/k112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was to another village. This is where they film the Big Long Gold. (da chang Jin)&lt;br /&gt;The lady who brought us around was hilarious! couldnt stop laughing at her. haha&lt;br /&gt;But somehow all that laughing manage to lure everyone to buy at least one Jar of honey, ling zhi. Heh. waste money.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXAZW_6OI/AAAAAAAAB5M/txMLgZTUEeU/s1600-h/k41.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236113939097826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXAZW_6OI/AAAAAAAAB5M/txMLgZTUEeU/s400/k41.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. and this is black pig. Ugly, but the meat is good. haha&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXApW_6PI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ciEWPFkkNv8/s1600-h/k40.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236118234065138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXApW_6PI/AAAAAAAAB5U/ciEWPFkkNv8/s400/k40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Last stop: To Jeju Bear museum!&lt;br /&gt;Does this look familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lW_pW_6LI/AAAAAAAAB40/Fk6VaZpRnQA/s1600-h/k44.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236101054195890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lW_pW_6LI/AAAAAAAAB40/Fk6VaZpRnQA/s400/k44.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the Bear from Princess Hours!! haha okay whatever. but most importantly, i think I'm standing where Shin Goon might have stood before! haha okay whatever again. BUT..&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mH6pW_63I/AAAAAAAAB-U/Liqpfrgnugo/s1600-h/1313_gong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141289891224611698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mH6pW_63I/AAAAAAAAB-U/Liqpfrgnugo/s400/1313_gong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops. haha okok. enough already. (he's so charming la)&lt;br /&gt;Right..and so it was to the museum.. they have the World's smallest, biggest, most expensive (the LV bear) most interesting bears all on display.&lt;br /&gt;They even have a display of the last supper. haha&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! and i bought one bear for myself too. Its overpriced, but i like it. It shall be my new smelly baby. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lW_5W_6MI/AAAAAAAAB48/OFm8kntu6T4/s1600-h/k43.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236105349163202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lW_5W_6MI/AAAAAAAAB48/OFm8kntu6T4/s400/k43.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXAJW_6NI/AAAAAAAAB5E/bHkF0c4fFFI/s1600-h/k42.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236109644130514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXAJW_6NI/AAAAAAAAB5E/bHkF0c4fFFI/s400/k42.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_5W_56I/AAAAAAAAB2s/WMhN5_2nliU/s1600-h/k5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231707302651810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_5W_56I/AAAAAAAAB2s/WMhN5_2nliU/s400/k5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Finally Dinner. Steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mRqJW_68I/AAAAAAAAB-8/QT6o2P1-u4M/s1600-h/k113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141300602873048002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mRqJW_68I/AAAAAAAAB-8/QT6o2P1-u4M/s400/k113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;We got up really early and caught the morning plane ride back to seoul. and then headed down to &lt;strong&gt;EVERLAND &lt;/strong&gt;Where we spent an entire day there.&lt;br /&gt;Everland is like the DisneyLand of Korea. actually i think its better than HK's DisneyLand. More magical looking, + got more things to play and to see.. But it would be better if i went with friends cos i had to sit the rides myself! hah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU5JW_6HI/AAAAAAAAB4U/4uiFbToYWqw/s1600-h/k48.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233790361790578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU5JW_6HI/AAAAAAAAB4U/4uiFbToYWqw/s400/k48.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUc5W_6FI/AAAAAAAAB4E/NO494md6ZAo/s1600-h/k50.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233305030486098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUc5W_6FI/AAAAAAAAB4E/NO494md6ZAo/s400/k50.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUcJW_6EI/AAAAAAAAB38/1LkT3JeAaLQ/s1600-h/k51.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233292145584194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUcJW_6EI/AAAAAAAAB38/1LkT3JeAaLQ/s400/k51.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU4ZW_6GI/AAAAAAAAB4M/uJxQq5z5xQ4/s1600-h/k49.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233777476888674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU4ZW_6GI/AAAAAAAAB4M/uJxQq5z5xQ4/s400/k49.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mPDpW_67I/AAAAAAAAB-0/gGkOHJ06qx4/s1600-h/k53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141297742424828850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mPDpW_67I/AAAAAAAAB-0/gGkOHJ06qx4/s400/k53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUbZW_6DI/AAAAAAAAB30/h_iR5s6ySNI/s1600-h/k52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233279260682290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUbZW_6DI/AAAAAAAAB30/h_iR5s6ySNI/s400/k52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUZ5W_6BI/AAAAAAAAB3k/iUDleBwYxD8/s1600-h/k54.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233253490878482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lUZ5W_6BI/AAAAAAAAB3k/iUDleBwYxD8/s400/k54.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a safari tour inside Everland and we saw really cute Bears. They actually do what ever the safari bus driver tells them to do. Almost like Dogs already. haha&lt;br /&gt;oh and guess what else we saw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU55W_6II/AAAAAAAAB4c/Ndk9mnjIppk/s1600-h/k46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233803246692482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU55W_6II/AAAAAAAAB4c/Ndk9mnjIppk/s400/k46.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. they're &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; lions. okay, at least they are half lion.&lt;br /&gt;Their dad is a tiger and mum a lion.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Humans are sick.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oO? Dinner again. yup you guessed it. Its steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU6pW_6JI/AAAAAAAAB4k/IODhIrZohK0/s1600-h/k47.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233816131594386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU6pW_6JI/AAAAAAAAB4k/IODhIrZohK0/s400/k47.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Meet Rayna.&lt;br /&gt;She like the cutest little girl around that is forever calling out for me everywhere i go and making me eat her "not so appetizing looing sushi" for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;only 3 years old but she's really loud, smart and sensible. I hope my daughter is like that too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTgJW_5_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/FMEOIgH5UjM/s1600-h/k56.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141232261353433074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTgJW_5_I/AAAAAAAAB3U/FMEOIgH5UjM/s320/k56.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTgpW_6AI/AAAAAAAAB3c/xOJ8NyubbOU/s1600-h/k55.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141232269943367682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTgpW_6AI/AAAAAAAAB3c/xOJ8NyubbOU/s320/k55.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTf5W_5-I/AAAAAAAAB3M/NM3wvvEFEvQ/s1600-h/k57.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141232257058465762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTf5W_5-I/AAAAAAAAB3M/NM3wvvEFEvQ/s320/k57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She actually made me take these pictures of her making funny faces. haha so cute.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At night we went to the local ski shop, rented ski stuffs and spent the night at yongpyong Ski resort.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is my favourite day cos we went skiing! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuJW_5sI/AAAAAAAAB08/HLWNm9WXsIM/s1600-h/k64.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141230302848345794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuJW_5sI/AAAAAAAAB08/HLWNm9WXsIM/s400/k64.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lSmJW_5xI/AAAAAAAAB1k/afNJYCyitp4/s1600-h/k58.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231264921020178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lSmJW_5xI/AAAAAAAAB1k/afNJYCyitp4/s400/k58.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, of course i didnt attempt to go up that steep steep slope. i mean, of course i would have if they allowed me to. haha (yeah right)&lt;br /&gt;Skiing is not as easy as it seems. you can barely walk in those ski shoes. haha and the skis are really heavy and the ice is really slippery. heh. But i think i was not bad for a first timer haha. zhey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l4vpW_62I/AAAAAAAAB-M/36jtogWO4hc/s1600-h/k108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141273209571634018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1l4vpW_62I/AAAAAAAAB-M/36jtogWO4hc/s400/k108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuJW_5tI/AAAAAAAAB1E/9mbTrFWHv-Q/s1600-h/k63.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141230302848345810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuJW_5tI/AAAAAAAAB1E/9mbTrFWHv-Q/s400/k63.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The jacket makes me look like some fake Team Singapore representative or sth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lSm5W_5yI/AAAAAAAAB1s/qdVZybns0Us/s1600-h/k59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231277805922082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lSm5W_5yI/AAAAAAAAB1s/qdVZybns0Us/s400/k59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuZW_5uI/AAAAAAAAB1M/RG2Sze0Ziig/s1600-h/k62.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141230307143313122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuZW_5uI/AAAAAAAAB1M/RG2Sze0Ziig/s400/k62.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRu5W_5wI/AAAAAAAAB1c/SHAr952HCy8/s1600-h/k60.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141230315733247746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRu5W_5wI/AAAAAAAAB1c/SHAr952HCy8/s400/k60.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhaa. my mum is fake skiing. super funny la. she didnt skii but she said that she has to take at least a picture looking as if she's skiing. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuZW_5vI/AAAAAAAAB1U/lNd4a1CmTco/s1600-h/k61.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141230307143313138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRuZW_5vI/AAAAAAAAB1U/lNd4a1CmTco/s400/k61.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a snow fight! we were putting ice into each other's jacket and runing around with those heavy boots haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt like an oversized/overaged kid there. but who cares. it was fun anyways. haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and this is the best part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we took a cable car up to the mountain top where they filmed the show Winter Sonata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my gosh.. i fell in love with that place can... ugh!!! now it inspires me to go watch Winter Sonata. haha (anyone got DVD to lend?)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZZW_5qI/AAAAAAAAB0s/WQHVbUTj_WA/s1600-h/k66.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229946366060194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZZW_5qI/AAAAAAAAB0s/WQHVbUTj_WA/s400/k66.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZJW_5nI/AAAAAAAAB0U/zAPSWkVCPh8/s1600-h/k69.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229942071092850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZJW_5nI/AAAAAAAAB0U/zAPSWkVCPh8/s400/k69.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS-5W_52I/AAAAAAAAB2M/IkNvhXVce7c/s1600-h/k1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231690122782562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS-5W_52I/AAAAAAAAB2M/IkNvhXVce7c/s400/k1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZJW_5oI/AAAAAAAAB0c/tJIUAWQti5s/s1600-h/k68.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229942071092866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZJW_5oI/AAAAAAAAB0c/tJIUAWQti5s/s400/k68.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZZW_5pI/AAAAAAAAB0k/7UrrHEA_HBQ/s1600-h/k67.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229946366060178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZZW_5pI/AAAAAAAAB0k/7UrrHEA_HBQ/s400/k67.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_ZW_53I/AAAAAAAAB2U/LHYx_kffj9Y/s1600-h/k2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231698712717170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_ZW_53I/AAAAAAAAB2U/LHYx_kffj9Y/s400/k2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its so beautiful it makes you emo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i know. doesnt make any sense. haha its like everything is perfect, only with the wrong company! haha but oh wells! i will go back there again. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here is Rayna again at lunch. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZpW_5rI/AAAAAAAAB00/Kx1cOO2pDI8/s1600-h/k65.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229950661027506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRZpW_5rI/AAAAAAAAB00/Kx1cOO2pDI8/s400/k65.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEN, it was to the national park. Surrounded by mountains and all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There they brought us to visit a HUGE buddha stone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why must every tour bring us to see buddha. haha zzz&lt;br /&gt;but i was glad cos i think 3/4 the tour group were christians. so no one really paid attention to it. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREZW_5jI/AAAAAAAABz0/SUf0LdLLca0/s1600-h/k72.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229585588807218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREZW_5jI/AAAAAAAABz0/SUf0LdLLca0/s400/k72.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREpW_5lI/AAAAAAAAB0E/psWPZxZhRc4/s1600-h/k71.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229589883774546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREpW_5lI/AAAAAAAAB0E/psWPZxZhRc4/s400/k71.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRE5W_5mI/AAAAAAAAB0M/3x9mbnzX0jg/s1600-h/k70.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229594178741858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lRE5W_5mI/AAAAAAAAB0M/3x9mbnzX0jg/s400/k70.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Off to dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YESS. STEAMBOAT AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU7pW_6KI/AAAAAAAAB4s/z8Tj-sYj_qc/s1600-h/k45.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141233833311463586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lU7pW_6KI/AAAAAAAAB4s/z8Tj-sYj_qc/s400/k45.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was back to our cosy hotel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The concept is really intresting. Almost like a house by itself already. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREZW_5kI/AAAAAAAABz8/ubEbczpS76Q/s1600-h/k73.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229585588807234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lREZW_5kI/AAAAAAAABz8/ubEbczpS76Q/s400/k73.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that, everyone got changed and went for a swim at the "outdoor and indoor swimming complex". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha so cool to be swimming in winter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The actual itinery was for us to go in to the hot spring. but everyone has to go in naked! (of course men and women seperately la ) my goodness! so, being typical Singaporeans we are, everyone gave it a miss. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But still, you find naked people walking around the toilet as if they are the only ones around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's worst was that there was a group of kids on an excursion or sth like that.. So when its time to bathe, The kids (boys AND girls, aged about 3+) and their teachers, were all NAKED running around the toilet. !!!&lt;br /&gt;Major culture shock man. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH YA. and a man walked into the woman's changing room by accident. haha. jiu wo.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and its Snowing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;All of us were like mountain turtles. but its just sooooo pretty la. I cant believe i actually experienced it snowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQmZW_5iI/AAAAAAAABzs/DU5lo11sX_0/s1600-h/k74.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229070192731682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQmZW_5iI/AAAAAAAABzs/DU5lo11sX_0/s400/k74.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;funny. they made everyone wear aprons. haha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQl5W_5fI/AAAAAAAABzU/SJ9soS7X4I4/s1600-h/k77.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229061602797042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQl5W_5fI/AAAAAAAABzU/SJ9soS7X4I4/s400/k77.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And instead of cabbage, we had mint leaves! haha oh thats mummy btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQl5W_5gI/AAAAAAAABzc/Z9WPpU2Gtik/s1600-h/k76.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229061602797058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQl5W_5gI/AAAAAAAABzc/Z9WPpU2Gtik/s400/k76.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQmJW_5hI/AAAAAAAABzk/np_wiiaWMY8/s1600-h/k75.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229065897764370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQmJW_5hI/AAAAAAAABzk/np_wiiaWMY8/s400/k75.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we made our way to this forest looking place. Which happens to be an&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTSJW_59I/AAAAAAAAB3E/OhJQWNAO6gg/s1600-h/k8.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;other filming site of winter sonata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another romantic place. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQJW_5bI/AAAAAAAABy0/xggRb4OVpCY/s1600-h/k81.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228687940642226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQJW_5bI/AAAAAAAABy0/xggRb4OVpCY/s400/k81.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQlpW_5eI/AAAAAAAABzM/dd1-VKPHjwM/s1600-h/k78.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141229057307829730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQlpW_5eI/AAAAAAAABzM/dd1-VKPHjwM/s400/k78.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQZW_5cI/AAAAAAAABy8/tcSDlAvSvsU/s1600-h/k80.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228692235609538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQZW_5cI/AAAAAAAABy8/tcSDlAvSvsU/s400/k80.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTRZW_58I/AAAAAAAAB28/bOdE61io0z0/s1600-h/k7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141232007950362562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTRZW_58I/AAAAAAAAB28/bOdE61io0z0/s400/k7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXTZW_6QI/AAAAAAAAB5c/FsuDte2cUPU/s1600-h/k104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141236440356612354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lXTZW_6QI/AAAAAAAAB5c/FsuDte2cUPU/s400/k104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTRJW_57I/AAAAAAAAB20/aLIdO6noTgM/s1600-h/k6.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141232003655395250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lTRJW_57I/AAAAAAAAB20/aLIdO6noTgM/s400/k6.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQP5W_5aI/AAAAAAAABys/mqI-afmeK1A/s1600-h/k82.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228683645674914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQP5W_5aI/AAAAAAAABys/mqI-afmeK1A/s400/k82.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was really funny over there cos i made my mum snap a picture of me while i threw the leaves up into the air (to give the authum leaves falling look) haha. and it wasnt long before the whole tour group started taking pictures like that too. So when one family is having their picture taken, the other families stood at the side with a bunch of leaves. And at the count of three, every one threw it into the air. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQpW_5dI/AAAAAAAABzE/jQjVHYgQE6Y/s1600-h/k79.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228696530576850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQQpW_5dI/AAAAAAAABzE/jQjVHYgQE6Y/s400/k79.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is our photographer. Peter. haha I forgot his Korean name.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..He's already 29, but really gentlemanly and charming. haha Not like other Korean guys i assume. (3/4 of korean guys are super super MCP! as in seriously.) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He just came out from Korean NS can.. Jiu wo. So old. their NS is like 3 years. So Singaporeans, DONT COMPLAIN. ours is only 1 yr 10 mths! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and I was telling my mum, if i didnt have a boyfriend, and a guy 9 years older come asking me out.. i might consider! as in when you're 20, a guy who's 29 doesnt seem that old? haha but if i'm 11 and his 20 then thats wierd la. But yeah. come to think of it. Age really doesnt matter much to me. but a gap of 10 years might be the max la haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyhows. Not applicable to me anymore haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was to Kim Chi School! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We learnt how to make their national dish and wore their traditional costume haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone looked really dumb. but all for rememberance sake... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQPpW_5ZI/AAAAAAAAByk/99aizOzCgsw/s1600-h/k83.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228679350707602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lQPpW_5ZI/AAAAAAAAByk/99aizOzCgsw/s400/k83.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPypW_5YI/AAAAAAAAByc/Td5gzGdw-0M/s1600-h/k84.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228181134501250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPypW_5YI/AAAAAAAAByc/Td5gzGdw-0M/s400/k84.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats the female, male and kids costume. haha. actually quite nice what. :D&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we caught JUMP. a comic martial Arts performance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THey are really really gooooood man.. haha Now this inspires me to learn some kong fu. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but they are really good la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mm4JW_6-I/AAAAAAAAB_M/c4ozGpNoFWI/s1600-h/medium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141323933135399906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1mm4JW_6-I/AAAAAAAAB_M/c4ozGpNoFWI/s400/medium.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats us with the some of the cast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The guy on the rigght in that tank, is really really super funny haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPx5W_5WI/AAAAAAAAByM/aTAjWWfwfSg/s1600-h/k86.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228168249599330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPx5W_5WI/AAAAAAAAByM/aTAjWWfwfSg/s400/k86.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPyJW_5XI/AAAAAAAAByU/8pO2Jd4GdAQ/s1600-h/k85.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228172544566642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPyJW_5XI/AAAAAAAAByU/8pO2Jd4GdAQ/s400/k85.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That night's hotel felt like you know Ocean 13 kinda hotel/casino haha. really grand and nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was at night and the lighting wasnt good. so too bad. cant see how it looks like. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Day 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is the most Bo liao day. Cos they brought us to all the Ginseng, cosmetic stalls and stuff. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPxpW_5UI/AAAAAAAABx8/CC8pLfyp5qc/s1600-h/k88.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228163954632002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPxpW_5UI/AAAAAAAABx8/CC8pLfyp5qc/s400/k88.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPx5W_5VI/AAAAAAAAByE/6jODyiDUCU0/s1600-h/k87.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141228168249599314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPx5W_5VI/AAAAAAAAByE/6jODyiDUCU0/s400/k87.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was shopping at myundong!.&lt;br /&gt;They're well known for their imitation goods. haha. One Imitaiton LV bag can cost up to SGD$100. siao. i was so tempted to buy. but sadly.. no money! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways. their "bugis street-like" shopping area are priced almost like our departmental store can. tsk tsk ! its like Bugis street prices in korea is almost non existant. haha. so yeah. only can see cannot buy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh ya. Eh that LV behind me is the real one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;look! ppl doing Street evangelism. haha so cool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPcZW_5PI/AAAAAAAABxU/ucbz8VCSoC0/s1600-h/k93.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141227798882411762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPcZW_5PI/AAAAAAAABxU/ucbz8VCSoC0/s400/k93.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPdJW_5RI/AAAAAAAABxk/qbsEKHDdHbM/s1600-h/k91.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141227811767313682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPdJW_5RI/AAAAAAAABxk/qbsEKHDdHbM/s400/k91.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom right: 3 storey high Krispe Kreme! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;apparently all their donut stores are all 3 storey cafes la :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPcpW_5QI/AAAAAAAABxc/xQSt5mYSh48/s1600-h/k92.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141227803177379074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPcpW_5QI/AAAAAAAABxc/xQSt5mYSh48/s400/k92.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPdZW_5SI/AAAAAAAABxs/8wuAqYqnNgI/s1600-h/k90.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141227816062280994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lPdZW_5SI/AAAAAAAABxs/8wuAqYqnNgI/s400/k90.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya..we were suppose to leave the shopping district by 630pm. but 3 old ladies from our tour group got lost! aiyo haha. everyone was quite nervous. so we dispatched ppl out to find them. and by time we found them, it was already almost 8pm. haha boooo so we were late for our tour to Lotte World which closes at like 1030pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOTTE WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish i had more time there tho. haha it super nice. even better than everland. its like indoor and outdoor themepark. Really really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlJW_5MI/AAAAAAAABw8/81-XGjuiPF4/s1600-h/k96.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141224650671383746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlJW_5MI/AAAAAAAABw8/81-XGjuiPF4/s400/k96.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMk5W_5LI/AAAAAAAABw0/SqE7dPwt2o0/s1600-h/k97.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlZW_5NI/AAAAAAAABxE/Gg0jh2cgcrM/s1600-h/k95.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141224654966351058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlZW_5NI/AAAAAAAABxE/Gg0jh2cgcrM/s400/k95.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMk5W_5LI/AAAAAAAABw0/SqE7dPwt2o0/s1600-h/k97.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141224646376416434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMk5W_5LI/AAAAAAAABw0/SqE7dPwt2o0/s400/k97.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture below: i was trying to take a picture through a water fall. and somehow it turned out like this. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlpW_5OI/AAAAAAAABxM/QlPqtLVMXPE/s1600-h/k94.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141224659261318370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMlpW_5OI/AAAAAAAABxM/QlPqtLVMXPE/s400/k94.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, Lotte world was super fun. my mum and i tagged along the Wong family. so we sat all the rides together etc. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then Ivan and i went for the rollercoster but He came out with his hair all standing and he was laughing like he was crying. haha super funny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was to our last hotel for the trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh. 8Days and we changed 6 different hotels. jiu wo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMk5W_5KI/AAAAAAAABws/LeG4TYKriCk/s1600-h/k99.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141224646376416418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lMk5W_5KI/AAAAAAAABws/LeG4TYKriCk/s400/k99.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day 8&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was seriously the moodiest person that day. i didnt want to go home!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wish i could stay there forever! haha okay maybe not forever, but a longer break would be good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and it wasnt so much about staying in Korea. I just needed to be away longer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but oh wells, back to reality! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom left&lt;/strong&gt;: Peter and I. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Right&lt;/strong&gt;: Driver and I - he freaks me out like anything can. haha everyday he grabs me, tells me i'm sexy, and calls me mummy. ????? heh. I didnt ask to take a picture with him actually. all my mum's fault haha. I said i wanted to take a picture with peter, she turned around, saw the driver and thought the driver was peter so she asked him to take a picture with me instead. and he got so excited and grabbed my hands..AHH! that explains the expression. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ55W_5JI/AAAAAAAABwk/lgqpVo7m6zM/s1600-h/k98.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141221708618785938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ55W_5JI/AAAAAAAABwk/lgqpVo7m6zM/s400/k98.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ5ZW_5II/AAAAAAAABwc/gS2RTVlQ4ho/s1600-h/k100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141221700028851330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ5ZW_5II/AAAAAAAABwc/gS2RTVlQ4ho/s400/k100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Korea. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ45W_5HI/AAAAAAAABwU/wfDl-GLFhcA/s1600-h/k103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141221691438916722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ45W_5HI/AAAAAAAABwU/wfDl-GLFhcA/s400/k103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tour Guide, and Tour Leader. :) + my ticket home.. BOOO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_pW_54I/AAAAAAAAB2c/Cnto4Bo9vZ8/s1600-h/k3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141231703007684482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lS_pW_54I/AAAAAAAAB2c/Cnto4Bo9vZ8/s400/k3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ4pW_5GI/AAAAAAAABwM/jExRDUSUWxo/s1600-h/k101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141221687143949410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ4pW_5GI/AAAAAAAABwM/jExRDUSUWxo/s400/k101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in SG. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess what happen! haha Dajie came to pick us up and we met with an accident. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or rather a newbie driver buang us la. silly lady. oh wells. they paid for damages so all is well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh and turns out to be that indian lady is Dajie's neighbour! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141221682848982098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lJ4ZW_5FI/AAAAAAAABwE/gu_4bIbV-bo/s400/k102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay good night world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is like an never ending post. I'm way too lazy to type properly. so maybe some parts might not make any sense! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-860212851973007005?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/860212851973007005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=860212851973007005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/860212851973007005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/860212851973007005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title='annyeonghaseyo!!'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R1lbQpW_6vI/AAAAAAAAB9U/YXfpinILGGk/s72-c/k9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-522972004505196555</id><published>2007-11-25T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T11:13:10.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0joK3ZxqGI/AAAAAAAABv8/SQiYvOkcRBE/s1600-h/DSC01062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136610648384448610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0joK3ZxqGI/AAAAAAAABv8/SQiYvOkcRBE/s400/DSC01062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-522972004505196555?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/522972004505196555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=522972004505196555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/522972004505196555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/522972004505196555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0joK3ZxqGI/AAAAAAAABv8/SQiYvOkcRBE/s72-c/DSC01062.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-8390916449897684828</id><published>2007-11-24T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T13:28:48.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beneath the milky twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay. so finally i got to meet DJ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it always seems like the time we spent together is so short. Oh wait a min.. its not that it seems so short.. IT IS SHORT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like oh hello! and next min, its bye bye,... time to book in already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Phone calls are also history. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ej5nZxqEI/AAAAAAAABvs/X1X5V-wV6qQ/s1600-h/DSC01109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136254110264305730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ej5nZxqEI/AAAAAAAABvs/X1X5V-wV6qQ/s400/DSC01109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0elLHZxqFI/AAAAAAAABv0/viXEUpLFTBc/s1600-h/DSC01104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136255510423644242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0elLHZxqFI/AAAAAAAABv0/viXEUpLFTBc/s400/DSC01104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had programs meeting at tamp with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jul&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;meng&lt;/span&gt; after work. Our brains became juice after awhile. and poor DJ was waiting for me to have dinner...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So anyways, DJ actually made dinner reservations at this really nice Garden-like restaurant at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tanglin&lt;/span&gt; w/o me knowing.. (i actually have no idea what that place is called.) Really really nice place, just a little bit more $$$$$ and inaccessible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; all. Food is mediocre. But the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt; makes up for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like outdoor and you eat under the moonlight and some woman was singing jazz that kind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to take some pictures but its either too dark or too bright. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Doesnt&lt;/span&gt; do any justice to that place at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejO3ZxqDI/AAAAAAAABvk/Y04T4OI0SzU/s1600-h/DSC01152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136253375824898098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejO3ZxqDI/AAAAAAAABvk/Y04T4OI0SzU/s320/DSC01152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejOHZxqBI/AAAAAAAABvU/dvP97YJ1Wt8/s1600-h/DSC01143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136253362939996178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejOHZxqBI/AAAAAAAABvU/dvP97YJ1Wt8/s320/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejNXZxp_I/AAAAAAAABvE/8AgVtdhsMcc/s1600-h/DSC01108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136253350055094258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejNXZxp_I/AAAAAAAABvE/8AgVtdhsMcc/s320/DSC01108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejOXZxqCI/AAAAAAAABvc/rNG7KoCfkfM/s1600-h/DSC01151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136253367234963490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ejOXZxqCI/AAAAAAAABvc/rNG7KoCfkfM/s320/DSC01151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiIXZxp7I/AAAAAAAABuk/T7joPMjAy8w/s1600-h/DSC01130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136252164644120498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiIXZxp7I/AAAAAAAABuk/T7joPMjAy8w/s400/DSC01130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiJXZxp8I/AAAAAAAABus/qrH6zUYWpSo/s1600-h/DSC01164.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136252181823989698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiJXZxp8I/AAAAAAAABus/qrH6zUYWpSo/s400/DSC01164.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we talked, and then headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;swenson's&lt;/span&gt; at town for desserts. (obviously, it was my idea cos i was longing for fondue/ice-cream). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rightt..So much for desserts.. Cos we ended up having supper! and its not even an hour after dinner yet. oh save me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways the seafood spaghetti is really nice. but we were kinda like choking on pepper. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that was all we did.&lt;br /&gt;eat, yak, eat, yak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but well spent. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Here's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess which part of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;DJ's&lt;/span&gt; Body does this belong to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiMHZxp-I/AAAAAAAABu8/I9gshbbk5ro/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136252229068629986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0eiMHZxp-I/AAAAAAAABu8/I9gshbbk5ro/s400/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, its his arm! somewhere around the elbow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i cant imagine myself being so hairy. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(eh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not that psychotic to take his hair la okay. it was a random shot.)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-8390916449897684828?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8390916449897684828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=8390916449897684828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8390916449897684828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8390916449897684828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/beneath-milky-twilight.html' title='beneath the milky twilight'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0ej5nZxqEI/AAAAAAAABvs/X1X5V-wV6qQ/s72-c/DSC01109.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3835686448285522142</id><published>2007-11-23T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T09:39:56.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>very very extraordinary.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This how my room looks like ever since i... hmm was too lazy to keep it neat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;barely even have space to sleep on a queen sized bed.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that is how my table looks like ever since Sarah left the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WugHZxpzI/AAAAAAAABtk/yyhEh8X0RbM/s1600-h/DSC00927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702816852125490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WugHZxpzI/AAAAAAAABtk/yyhEh8X0RbM/s400/DSC00927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuHHZxptI/AAAAAAAABs0/rsypunYd_hc/s1600-h/DSC01072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702387355395794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuHHZxptI/AAAAAAAABs0/rsypunYd_hc/s400/DSC01072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;At least time seems to pass &lt;u&gt;alot&lt;/u&gt; faster when work is piling! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, i just cant stand MEAN ppl at work. I guess its all part and parcel of the whole package. But it was the last straw when this irritating woman started raising her voice at me today. It wasnt the first time..so i got super pissed and i scolded her. in a tactful way of course. haha. BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Nam finally passed me his camera so OBVIOUSLY i went snapping away.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and almost at every random thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So.. Say hello to this valley that i live in. Practically NO reception. or maybe M1 is just lousy.&lt;br /&gt;actually i kinda like this place. Other than the fact that its so Cave-like and mosquito infested. Its still really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WugnZxp0I/AAAAAAAABts/EJCr9mY2afU/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702825442060098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WugnZxp0I/AAAAAAAABts/EJCr9mY2afU/s400/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wv3nZxp5I/AAAAAAAABuU/-ePwGH-sWgA/s1600-h/DSC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135704320090679186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wv3nZxp5I/AAAAAAAABuU/-ePwGH-sWgA/s400/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wug3Zxp1I/AAAAAAAABt0/DSYXQqLL74o/s1600-h/DSC00877.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702829737027410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wug3Zxp1I/AAAAAAAABt0/DSYXQqLL74o/s400/DSC00877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that swing is where i chill.stone.usetohangmyclothes. etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;heh. okay..... Enough about the valley already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talking nonsense cos i'm all moody. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Results, Performance...why does it feel so much like an organisation?&lt;br /&gt;Perception.. heh I dont think anyone knows where i'm coming from and my side of the story. so go ahead, make your own assumptions :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells. i guess its really all about RESULTS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I checked out the meaning of my name like many years back. And here's what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Lavonne.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inherent meaning: Warm and cheerful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spiritual meaning: Fruitful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fruitful.. oh really. i wonder how true is that.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYs. BINTAN. still waiting for Meng to send pictures. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look really Minah now. like some super black and dirty looking village girl.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday. Jul and i was suppose to go for Facial. But too bad. Sunburn. so we had it rescheduled.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was late. so i took a cab home to have dinner and another cab down to Far east to meet jul. Mannn, that hole in my pocket really hurts!&lt;br /&gt;Then we set out on an adventure to look for desserts. I was craving for Fondue. (still craving).. so we walked here there and everywhere, crossed the road when the red man was up and found ourselves caught in the middle of a road junction. Finally sat down at Crystal Jade and then embarrassed ourselves by leaving the place without ordering anything. (jul even drank their tea!) And FINALLY we settled down at the BIG O at wheelock's place for some calamari and cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Really SINFUL cakes. but realllyyy nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WvAnZxp4I/AAAAAAAABuM/VJhne7UKlOs/s1600-h/DSC00943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135703375197874050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WvAnZxp4I/AAAAAAAABuM/VJhne7UKlOs/s320/DSC00943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WvAHZxp3I/AAAAAAAABuE/yLNsV0_4UNU/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135703366607939442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WvAHZxp3I/AAAAAAAABuE/yLNsV0_4UNU/s320/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuH3ZxpvI/AAAAAAAABtE/aARwGywfTUA/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702400240297714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuH3ZxpvI/AAAAAAAABtE/aARwGywfTUA/s400/DSC00961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had like an all chocolate cake (umm) and a chocolate durian cake (one of their must trys)&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back for more.! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuH3ZxpwI/AAAAAAAABtM/L2dWdB2KaSU/s1600-h/DSC00956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702400240297730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuH3ZxpwI/AAAAAAAABtM/L2dWdB2KaSU/s400/DSC00956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then jul came over my house for a sleepover. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As usual, it was those last min :"eh, come my house stay la!",&lt;br /&gt;"oh ya ah.. okok..(and then calls mum)"&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuHXZxpuI/AAAAAAAABs8/mPEap0agcdU/s1600-h/DSC00973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702391650363106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuHXZxpuI/AAAAAAAABs8/mPEap0agcdU/s400/DSC00973.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;Chit chatted, chit chatted. Slpt without bathing (gross i know) and off to work the next day. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. i saw jul almost every other day. oh wait. in fact, i did meet her EVERYDAY ever since LAST FRIDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;intensive man. haha&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today. Programs meeting. at Jason's place.&lt;br /&gt;Teppanyaki dinner..lots of laughter..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and key phrase by matthew: " WE MUST HONOUR THEM"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahaha. okay. inside joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuG3ZxpsI/AAAAAAAABss/Y1TfGcOCMHc/s1600-h/DSC01088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702383060428482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WuG3ZxpsI/AAAAAAAABss/Y1TfGcOCMHc/s400/DSC01088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WsY3ZxppI/AAAAAAAABsY/h9FxDpQX9F0/s1600-h/DSC01087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135700493274818194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WsY3ZxppI/AAAAAAAABsY/h9FxDpQX9F0/s320/DSC01087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WsZnZxpqI/AAAAAAAABsg/75I9y_Vb7x0/s1600-h/DSC01086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135700506159720098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WsZnZxpqI/AAAAAAAABsg/75I9y_Vb7x0/s320/DSC01086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Camp is coming! I'm excited. and i hope you are tooo..&lt;br /&gt;If you're going that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jiu wo. its like the end of the year. :/ super fast.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wells. Okay. Goodnight world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;another long long day tmr. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hope i get to meet DJ too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wup3Zxp2I/AAAAAAAABt8/5RRz7sL7Od4/s1600-h/DSC01010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702984355850082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0Wup3Zxp2I/AAAAAAAABt8/5RRz7sL7Od4/s400/DSC01010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously dont know how should i feel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;useful or dumped?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should psycho myself. orrrr be like Shamgar-he did what he can, with what he had.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i only have one choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3835686448285522142?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3835686448285522142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3835686448285522142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3835686448285522142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3835686448285522142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/very-very-extraordinary.html' title='very very extraordinary.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0WugHZxpzI/AAAAAAAABtk/yyhEh8X0RbM/s72-c/DSC00927.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3340969121779456664</id><published>2007-11-19T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T23:58:55.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/R0GxYHZxpmI/AAAAAAAABsA/wXNrU50_g3Y/s1600-h/DSC00882.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/DSC00882.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Meyer.&lt;br /&gt;He's like the cutest thing ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3340969121779456664?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3340969121779456664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3340969121779456664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3340969121779456664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3340969121779456664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/meet-meyer.html' title=''/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-8781761275946087910</id><published>2007-11-14T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T12:15:45.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back over my shoulder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Major changes in the Zone here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, i dont really like change...okay who really does anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but oh wells, its worth a try and i think it'll work out just fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH yes! Remember Japan? i knew my mum wouldnt be able to afford sponsoring my trip allowances anymore cos of certain financial issues and i wouldnt earn enough anyways.. so i kinda gave up the idea..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but NOW its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;confirmed&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! and the flight is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;booked!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (8th - 15th Feb 08.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hurray Hurray HURRAY!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My aunt called last sat and she said that they will be sponsoring my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;entire trip&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; as part of my advance 21st birthday present! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;actual reason is because they needed someone to take care of my grandma haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadly i'll be going to the southern part of Japan. so no Disneyland, no Harajuku, no Tokyo.. and i still have to save up for the spending allowance but its good enough! and besides we can take a bullet train over if there's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't wait seriously. Japan JAPAN!! like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i'm really excited about Bintan this friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess i'm pretty fortunate. Its like i waited for YEARS..and i suddenly get to go so many places. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like what i always tell myself....Good things come to those who wait! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, i'm a little older now, so i kinda work to pay for my own trips. and i dont have to end up waiting SOOO long also. + somewhere, somehow, someone will come along to help ease off those "Travel pains".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yay! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This blog is getting exceedingly boring to look at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so here's something visual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RzskHsxia6I/AAAAAAAABr4/bu4FFXVmPqE/s1600-h/16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132735915015433122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RzskHsxia6I/AAAAAAAABr4/bu4FFXVmPqE/s400/16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i promise more pictures next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so camera camera! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(anymore advance &lt;strong&gt;21st&lt;/strong&gt; birthday presents? haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought my parents dinner at Kuishinbo yesterday. + my other aunty who called and tagged along. haha good thing she's considered senior citizen so we manage to slash 10% off her meal.(she didnt even realise that she's in senior citizen category hahaha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;**anyways moral of the story is to always ask the cashier if they have any current promotions before you make any payments. They never ever tell unless you ask. hahaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its quite funny actually. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know kuishinbo got this irritating announcement thingy that goes "dom dom dom kuishinbo" haha. thats when the chef brings out something special thats not available on the buffet spread and so when you hear that dumb announcement you can go grab a plate of that something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes.. typical Singaporeans.. everyone actually RUNS to get it? my aunt simply drops her chopsticks and dashes out. its Very funny when you see her do that. haha and once the announcement comes on, everyone starts to "OOOOOh" and because we're all conscious about that reaction, everyone starts to laugh. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways. i like kuishinbo.. EAT ALL YOU CAN is what i like. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;burning a huge hole in my pocket is what i dont like :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm glad i made my them happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speaking of Typical Singaporeans. haiiii... how should i say this.. but In Hokkien its something like: BO WAY KONG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was working at my company's stocklot sale.. so we get alot of aunties, uncles, employees, who comes to buy super-cheap-rejected-branded-goods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i tell youuu.... There's this super irritating woman. (okay she's an employee of the company) who is super super Cheapskate. its like the clothes are already Dirt cheap. 3 - 8 bucks only. and staff still gets extra an 30% off....and she still wants this discount that discount, this free that free... zzzzz. and today she came up to us again saying.."for those you all cannot sell, dont throw k, give me all" jiu wo. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why are some ppl like that? tsk tsk tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh oh! i bought DJ dinner at new york new york on sat too. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(he's always the one paying most of the time. so i'll do whatever thats in my capacity haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways. pretty nice place. Service is wonderful. and the food is not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we ordered some finger food and shared this HUGE burger.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the description said: Portion for 4 but we dare you to eat it yourself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So okay.. doesnt sound so un-accomplishable... But when the burger camee.. JIU WO. its HUGE. and HUGE is an understatement. its like 4 Very Fat Big Macs with an extra thick patty all together..haha No wonder they moved us to a bigger table. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so yeah we didnt finish it..and we didnt even bother to dabao. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apparently some guy actually ate that whole thing. Whoever you are, i kowtow to you. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways, apart from all the food and stuff, i think we had a good time. Just talking, sharing laughing, being part of each other's lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You really learn to appreciate each other's company more when you dont get to see each other that often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every minute is more precious, more treasured. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not being Mushy OKAY. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watched &lt;u&gt;Stardust&lt;/u&gt;. Its nice. Those kind that i dont mind watching again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think Michelle Pfeiffer is very &lt;strong&gt;Hot &lt;/strong&gt;for someone her age. (how old is she anyways. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We watched &lt;u&gt;Game Plan&lt;/u&gt; on weds too. we thought it not too bad leh. (prissy.. too kua zhang to walk out la! haha) its not like fantastically hilarious la. but still can laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My colleagues are super On. They always have outings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So it was to ECP on last Thursday. quite entertaining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh but sadly everyone is leaving. including me. :D haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you know. i actually considered staying? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like you already know quite alot of people from all levels, how the things run and stuff... and i thought i was just getting acquainted with everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;butttt ohwells, got to move on to greener pastures! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was talking to Jason yesterday. and he was telling me about his flight plans here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mostly business trips. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MANNN.. i wanna work somewhere which allows me to go on business trips too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess that will only happen if i really work my way up up up up up up there OR. my dad owns the company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want travelling to be part of my job scope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;air stewardess maybe? HAA TOO BAD. i'm too short, plumb and the face cui cui la. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wells. who knows, maybe ii'll be some manager or sth. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YES YES YES! it shall be! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GOOD NIGHT WORLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Having pictures would have done a better job. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-8781761275946087910?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8781761275946087910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=8781761275946087910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8781761275946087910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8781761275946087910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-back-over-my-shoulder.html' title='looking back over my shoulder'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RzskHsxia6I/AAAAAAAABr4/bu4FFXVmPqE/s72-c/16.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4813977242132696582</id><published>2007-11-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T00:01:02.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need you so much closer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;I'll be working this weekend. both sat and sun 9 - 5. &lt;strong&gt;:( :/ :( :/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Stephie Tan! i cant go first service with you this weekkk already! boo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This blog will &lt;u&gt;finally&lt;/u&gt; have some pictures to upload starting next week. Haa! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Thats cos Nam agreed to loan me his camera forrr.. hmm almost a month? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;haha anddd So my ka cheng is covered! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought Olivia Ong's CD about a month ago and &lt;u&gt;i Love it&lt;/u&gt;. (yes i support local productions! haha)&lt;br /&gt;Jazz (i like jazz) and positive lyrics + her own rendition of some cover songs are pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;i think she's christian too. is she? Oh wells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. and hungry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This road that I'm taking twists and turns&lt;br /&gt;My life my chance turning dreams into reality.&lt;br /&gt;Down this path faced with so many things&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like giving up and turn away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to go on. And I've been thru' this before.&lt;br /&gt;Now where am I? Where do I stand? A little lost here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll remember. All those times you've bought me thru'.&lt;br /&gt;I'd be a fool to give up cos' the goal is near&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll move on I'll go on. Lord I will take your hand.&lt;br /&gt;And you will guide me along. Survive thru' this storm.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, come what may. I'll hold on to my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will walk down this road.&lt;br /&gt;And my passion drive will lead me on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am Once again caught in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I've come so far And I want to carry on&lt;br /&gt;Take a step a little time It's alright.&lt;br /&gt;Even thru' this rain, I want to smile again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hold back now. And i've been thru' this before.&lt;br /&gt;Now where am I? Where do I stand? A little lost here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll remember. All those times you've bought me thru'.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the sun shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am, Here I am. Lord I will take your hand.&lt;br /&gt;And you will guide me along. Survive thru' this storm.&lt;br /&gt;So I say, come what may. I'll hold on to my hope.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I will walk down this road. And my passion drive will lead me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Olivia Ong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4813977242132696582?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4813977242132696582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4813977242132696582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4813977242132696582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4813977242132696582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-need-you-so-much-closer.html' title='I need you so much closer'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-8916355418063219507</id><published>2007-11-04T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:27:43.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where no one knows my name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;ever feel like running away to someplace else and start all over. ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So tired of this weather.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on, Press on, Move on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;why do I have to go and make things so complicated?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Pls. Take this wheel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-8916355418063219507?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8916355418063219507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=8916355418063219507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8916355418063219507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8916355418063219507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/dried-eyes.html' title='where no one knows my name'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3405523283901624473</id><published>2007-11-03T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:01:24.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoo fly dont bother me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Worst thing that you can ever &lt;u&gt;EVER&lt;/u&gt; do, is to wear a Little Miss T-shirt out to town. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe somewhere like Bugis Street.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and Its even dumber when you and your friends decide to wear it out on the same day. my goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is wrong with these ppl nowadays. I'd rather look different and stand out from the crowd than to wear the same clothes out pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;okay. little miss t-shirts are cute. but the nearby Kopitiam will be the furthest i'll go. Or maybe 3 years down the road when no one else wears it out in public anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;even tapered jeans and cardigans. ????? only reason why i'm still wearing it cos its comfy and i have nth else to wear seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For now, it will be dress dress dress and more dresses for me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay random post. was waiting for the water to boil so that i can eat my noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its done! so goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3405523283901624473?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3405523283901624473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3405523283901624473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3405523283901624473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3405523283901624473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-point.html' title='shoo fly dont bother me.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5831172711807267810</id><published>2007-10-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T01:23:24.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and your point is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enough with your "pls get rid of the dog" naggings EVERYDAY already. Ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously. How can anyone not get sick of repeating themselves daily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Give me a break.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you but plss Help me respect you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I grew up not knowing if i could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;doesnt matter if you have no job no money. i just need someone i can model after.&lt;br /&gt;owells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pay rise starting this monday. $$$ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even better pay if i get THAT other job. $$$$ :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its not easy supporting myself.. not sure how i can survive without mum's support here and there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i'm not sure how SHE survives with no one to support her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DJ got sent home cos of fever and i took a half day off in the morning to be with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He made lunch instead cos i was too lazy. aww... just that we only had one dish and a pot of rock hard rice! haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K la. not his fault. it's the rice cooker. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DJ: DONT KILL ME &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5831172711807267810?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5831172711807267810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5831172711807267810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5831172711807267810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5831172711807267810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/and-your-point-is.html' title='and your point is?'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4614042175349239030</id><published>2007-10-28T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T22:48:07.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>make me pretty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; Just a sudden consideration whether i should cut my hair short. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(violent objections by Dajiet as usual cos he claims that he prefer long hair. o.O )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Somehow it always turns out really horrible on me and i've always wanted long wavy hair instead. Buttt not now then when!! besides i still have an entire lifetime to grow it back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;soo.... ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; My mum is overly paranoid about going overseas.&lt;br /&gt;She already has her luaggage packed. or rather she packs it over and over again everyday. is that kiasu or what?&lt;br /&gt;she bought this pants at $5 and she repeated it like 4 times. ???&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt; and Why do we have to pay so much just to get our passport renewed? its not like the pages are made of gold. $70 for that little red book? jiu wo.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- &lt;/strong&gt;Hate NS. stole my best friend heh. They should make it like a 9 - 5 job. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4614042175349239030?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4614042175349239030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4614042175349239030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4614042175349239030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4614042175349239030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/make-me-pretty.html' title='make me pretty.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5763638300503031185</id><published>2007-10-26T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:04:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll come driving, as fast as the wheels can turn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;Well. a few things to look forward to in the month of Nov-Dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Deepavali!&lt;/span&gt; = &lt;u&gt;Public&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Holiday!&lt;/u&gt; yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strike&gt;19&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - 21&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt; Nov&lt;/strike&gt; 16 - 18Nov:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;BINTAN&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with jul!. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov- 2&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Dec:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;KOREA&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with Mum! yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; - 18&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Dec:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Audacious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; youth camp. yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;st &lt;/span&gt;Dec:&lt;/strong&gt; I think its the day i QUIT my job and move on to a better one. yay!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like i dont have to work huh. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes i'm going &lt;strong&gt;Korea!&lt;/strong&gt; finally. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so My mum kept her promise after all. (or rather after 10 years to be exact haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets hope it snows and i get to go skiing. woo hoo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH and guess what!!! i thinkkkkk (think only) i'm going to &lt;strong&gt;JAPAN&lt;/strong&gt; with my relatives in FEB NEXT YEAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My relatives will be going for sure but i can only go if i save up enough money to pay for my own airfare and accommodation. booooo. But Mum said that she'll sponsor some shopping allowance if i'm going. awww.! haha &lt;u&gt;but&lt;/u&gt; i BETTER save up more cos i know she wont give much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;did i mention that she gave me $400 sgd (which is equivalent to ONLY $150 pounds then) when i went on a 2.5 weeks trip to England! tsk tsk. how to survive! haha. and she gave me only $400sgd (which i have yet to pay her back) when i went to HongKong on a Free and Easy Trip!? Tell meee..How to survive!! haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But oh wells.. like i always say, we're not rich but my mum will always try to provide me with what she can afford. So yeah, its fine with me.. I'll just cross my fingers i get to go Japan FOR REAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;+ I"M COMING TO LOOK FOR YOU IN SWITZERLAND JUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm going travel crazy!! Everything started with i went to Taiwan last Oct. then it was HK, Myanmar, then Tioman... ahh! i keep wanting to go more places!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh. its super addictive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and its a very expensive addiction too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i'm just wondering where all the money will drop from to sustain my addiction. Heh. The sky hopefully? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess the money will come once i land myself in the new job. (but everything is not confirmed cos i havent even sent my resume to my cousin. HEH.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;For now, i'll always be reminding myself.. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TRAVEL ONLY WHEN I HAVE THE MONEY!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;never go on debts seriously.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its like a load off my chest when i finally paid off my trip to Hong Kong. heh. took me so long la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YAAA!! travelling with my mum means ONE THING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY CAMERA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need to get it ASAP. cannot cover KA-CHENG already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;die die must buy before the 25 of dec. heh. die la die la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;money money. No money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If no camera, my mum will probably be so pissed she'll cancel off the flight. I'm serious. haha it just might happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This time, MONEY pls fall from the sky!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5763638300503031185?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5763638300503031185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5763638300503031185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5763638300503031185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5763638300503031185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/ill-come-driving-as-fast-as-wheels-can.html' title='i&apos;ll come driving, as fast as the wheels can turn'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1182306611007702019</id><published>2007-10-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:43:36.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I now pronounce you as husband and wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. here's some picture from the Wei-ding day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qR8ew2I/AAAAAAAABqg/j2lAmsfarmM/s1600-h/DSC_8389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530853830902626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qR8ew2I/AAAAAAAABqg/j2lAmsfarmM/s400/DSC_8389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qh8ew3I/AAAAAAAABqo/Cwjg-uILssc/s1600-h/DSC_8527-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530858125869938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qh8ew3I/AAAAAAAABqo/Cwjg-uILssc/s400/DSC_8527-1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh. apparently we took alot of pictures but this is all i have now cos the rest is all in the "official" photographer's camera. haha so i doubt we'll ever get it.&lt;br /&gt;so i have no pictures of us at Chris's place. Mannnnnnn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qB8ew1I/AAAAAAAABqY/c9PvOcyROow/s1600-h/DSC_8327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530849535935314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qB8ew1I/AAAAAAAABqY/c9PvOcyROow/s400/DSC_8327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Hippiest/most stylo Groom ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now, who says that the Grooms always looks the same and wears the same old boring suit huh.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39px8ew0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/vts4n46-0aQ/s1600-h/DSC00748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530845240968002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39px8ew0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/vts4n46-0aQ/s400/DSC00748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx386h8ewwI/AAAAAAAABpw/RNUvw1XDopA/s1600-h/IMG_6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530033492148994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx386h8ewwI/AAAAAAAABpw/RNUvw1XDopA/s400/IMG_6172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO hard to get DJ to take a picture. Finally got him to stand there, take a picture and i end up looking so constipated. TSK TSK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think Jul and i look like we're in some award ceremony. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qx8ew4I/AAAAAAAABqw/jg9yw2WpLkc/s1600-h/DSC_8568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388B8ewxI/AAAAAAAABp4/iGH-XPhnYHQ/s1600-h/IMG_6188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530059261952786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388B8ewxI/AAAAAAAABp4/iGH-XPhnYHQ/s400/IMG_6188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looks familiar? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4LCh8ew9I/AAAAAAAABrY/nlubcOHCeDw/s1600-h/friends+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4LDB8ew-I/AAAAAAAABrg/LWktX4-Sc-s/s1600-h/friends+(10).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124545572683826146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4LDB8ew-I/AAAAAAAABrg/LWktX4-Sc-s/s320/friends+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4OoR8ew_I/AAAAAAAABro/uazvz4_Bucc/s1600-h/Gemmy+(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124549511168836594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4OoR8ew_I/AAAAAAAABro/uazvz4_Bucc/s320/Gemmy+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at least we look slightly better now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay or rather Jul is way prettier, prissy is more feminine, sabby errm more motherly? haha and me, heh. i look the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone PLSS give me another look/hairstyle.&lt;/strong&gt; heh chipolata! TSK TSK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then it was time for the wedding dinner at tung lok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yes. after much consideration, i decided to wear my old old cheong sum. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and Good thing i can still shuff my fats in it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx3-kh8ew5I/AAAAAAAABq4/C7PS-MTsInI/s1600-h/IMG_6212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124531854558282642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx3-kh8ew5I/AAAAAAAABq4/C7PS-MTsInI/s400/IMG_6212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. cannot stand the two of them.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jan came over my house to stay the night before and we spent the whole night squeezing lemons and blending bitter gourd for the Groom's Brothers to drink. Eww. then we had to wake up super early to get change. heh so by the time its at night, all the radiance was gone! or rather we didnt have any to begin with. haha super zombified already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388x8ewzI/AAAAAAAABqI/HMVcsoyw6J4/s1600-h/IMG_6214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530072146854706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388x8ewzI/AAAAAAAABqI/HMVcsoyw6J4/s400/IMG_6214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, here's the Picture taken at Christine's wedding.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4AMh8ew8I/AAAAAAAABrQ/G5SYWyZvNDc/s1600-h/friends+(11).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124533641264677826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4AMh8ew8I/AAAAAAAABrQ/G5SYWyZvNDc/s400/friends+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this was taken at delia's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. sabby's dress. :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO GLAD we look different. ewwww to the past!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388R8ewyI/AAAAAAAABqA/vh2aPNuaJdM/s1600-h/IMG_6210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124530063556920098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx388R8ewyI/AAAAAAAABqA/vh2aPNuaJdM/s400/IMG_6210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;awww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I seriously think i look like the restaurant manager in my cheong sum. haha as in Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;especially when i was at the receptionist counter haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JIU WO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like the cheong sum is my uniform or sth. heh&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4Vex8exAI/AAAAAAAABrw/iyaWZq6UWIU/s1600-h/n625599638_224221_4333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124557044541473794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx4Vex8exAI/AAAAAAAABrw/iyaWZq6UWIU/s400/n625599638_224221_4333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Most Scandalous picture of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha kidding&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So happen it turned out like that cos dajie and i was standing at both ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1182306611007702019?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1182306611007702019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1182306611007702019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1182306611007702019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1182306611007702019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-now-pronounce-you-as-husband-and-wife.html' title='I now pronounce you as husband and wife'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rx39qR8ew2I/AAAAAAAABqg/j2lAmsfarmM/s72-c/DSC_8389.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3233709221680277545</id><published>2007-10-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T16:20:30.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aftermath</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interesting how weddings can be so draining even tho we are not the ppl getting married. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm glad Chris made me one of her jie meis. (i think this will be the ONLY time i get to be a jie mei.) haha but yeah, you get to see and be part of the behind the scenes effort in "the making of the perfect wedding". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i wonder how would it be like during my own wedding. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'll just cross my fingers that i dont fall down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha i'm starting to worry cos i fell down at chris's wedding! haha i was running around setting up etc then i have no idea what happened, i just fell. heng i grabbed on to the railings. and i had to embarrass myself by screaming and so many ppl saw. so typical of me. boo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seeing Rudy and Christine get married kinda slapped me in the face a little. i mean i thought alot about errm alot things that errm came out of nothing. but oh wells. probably i'm just paranoid la. or maybe its fact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Their wedding had like almost 4 tiers filled and honestly, i doubt mine can fill like 2 - 3 tiers? like, who would i invite? or rather who do i have on my list to invite? i dont think i have that many friends. and even if i do, would they come? am i that significant in their lives that they would take a sat off just to see me walk down the aisle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many ppl was willing to work their butt out for their wedding. From the video to the decor to the coordinating.. ppl had it all covered. Was talking to chris the other day and she said, no matter what happens she knows that these ppl would stand by her. and i was thinking, i probably have to beg ppl to come help out in my wedding preparation. like who will be my jie mei's? who would be standing by me? who can i count on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When chris walks down the aile she knows for sure that ppl would cheer for her. like her cell members will probably never allow a moment of silence. and true enough they didnt. i mean, wouldnt it be wierd that as you walk down the aisle ppl clap halfway and they stop clapping? its so ????. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;many cried on their wedding, christine's cell did a performance for her and Lauren flew all the way from America to surprise her on her wedding... oh wells. I guess She probably meant sth to them becos of the friendship that was built and her cell respected her for what she has done in their lives for them to scream and cheer for her. So what about me? Will there be ppl who would cheer their lungs out becos they're so happy for me? will ppl cry at my wedding other than myself and my mum? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when rudy was giving his thank you speech i cant believe i cried. haha SIAO! for what also i dont know. i guess it was pretty heartfelt la.. and i'm thinking. who would i thank on my wedding? i have no idea who actually made an impact in my life or who is that someone that i really looked up to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not saying all these because i'm emo and its all about me me me and how happening i want my wedding to be etc.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm just starting to question what kind of relationships have i built and who have i really impacted so far. Like who are my "cell boys and girls" and friends that would be standing by me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last thing i want is to be found bumming around, doing ministry, serving and at the end of it all, ppl only rmb me as the girl who always appear on stage, talks alot and not because i've made an impact in their lives or at least someone who meant sth to them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh wells. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess its kinda hard trying to understand my point cos i'm really bad with expressing myself through words. i'm not really the kind who can piece my thoughts into one poetic sentence to sum up what i feel. (maybe i should read more books again huh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okays. good night world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;oh ya PPL. send me wedding pictures pls. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ugh need camera. CAMERA!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3233709221680277545?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3233709221680277545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3233709221680277545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3233709221680277545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3233709221680277545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/aftermath.html' title='aftermath'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-650096592369601535</id><published>2007-10-19T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T11:25:09.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making it last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;This feels good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels really good to be home on a friday morning and not having to strain my eyes at work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels good to be lying on the coach, watching Jamie Oliver on the big screen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels good to see sunlight in my room and not the usual gloomy dim side lights.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feels good because i took a day off today just to relax and to restore my tired body. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes, the &lt;strong&gt;big screen.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my parents surprised me with a new HD plasma TV in the living room last wed. they didnt want to tell me cos they thought i would go hysterical or sth.. but of course i didnt! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I got home and i was like waaah. Never thought i would live to see a plasma in my house. hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its quite cheap actually. think less than 2k only. we took the road show set so they slash $600 off the retail price. not bad huh. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides everything at home is breaking down. The 2 big fat TVs, the telephone (now we're surviving on ONE wired telephone in the living room) and the computers. haha so its totally justifiable that we get a new TV. Oh yes BTW if you call me at home, chances are when i talk to you halfway, the line will go cut off. thats cos i live in a cave. heh. always got no reception. oh wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Driving the other day was fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my instructor said i was not bad for a 2nd timer. slightly better than most ppl, so instead of going the usual circuit-like path, he let me drive out to Jalan Tenaga and i parked the car head in at the handicap lot in one of the car parks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i better dont say so early. later i fail my first try.- which is HIGHLY possible. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(test is in 5mths time. when i pass then i announce. if not so paiseh haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously, my instructor is one of the funniest, most irritating uncle ever. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Guess what i found when i was i was packing my beauty products in the toilet the other day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rxgavh8ewvI/AAAAAAAABpo/5An19xJfa-U/s1600-h/PICT0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122873980002157298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rxgavh8ewvI/AAAAAAAABpo/5An19xJfa-U/s400/PICT0001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So many body shop products! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in fact i threw away alot of empty bottles and some were like restock-ed items already. Heh + i still have some lotions at the side of my bed that i didnt display and some in my mum's room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jiu wo!. i wonder how much i spend there already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thats only body shop. my toilet is almost flooded with other creams, mask and lotions.. i really should stop buying these things. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;come my house and i'll do facial for you. haha (i rmb doing facial for jason chua before! haha that was so long ago.) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh. and the worst part is that im not even using any of them now cos i found ZAP IT. haha my new 3 step facial wash. Daphne tan's recommendation so i got her mum to buy it for me.. and yes its REALLY good. haha. significant improvements on my skin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;should try it if you have blemish prone skin like mine. (i sound like some advertiser. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time for lunch then to meet my mum at Chinatown to check out some tour packages. YES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then its to church to do some setup for chris's wedding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh ya. and this week is already the 2nd time i took off actually haha. monday was off day too. just to go shopping with my mum and met christine after that to get her supplies and we had dinner at Sakae. hmm. i like nice little chats :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i seriously know how to chao keng.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVENT DECIDED WHAT TO WEAR TMR. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tsk tsk tsk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wedding so mafan. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read the post before for my very adventurous theif catching experience last night. HAA. stupid man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-650096592369601535?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/650096592369601535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=650096592369601535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/650096592369601535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/650096592369601535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/making-it-last.html' title='making it last'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rxgavh8ewvI/AAAAAAAABpo/5An19xJfa-U/s72-c/PICT0001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3407220297635723684</id><published>2007-10-19T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T02:27:23.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you and for me and the entire human race</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; Guess what happened again today (nono yest)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay you'll never guess it cos i got ROBBED AGAIN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jiu wo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right... maybe not robbed haha but i got PICK POCKETTED! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh. But thank God i caught that two dumb China man. ROAR!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so here's what happened.:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I was waiting for my turn to start squeezing my way into the train at City Hall and my hands were a little tied up with bags, cos i went shopping for some stuff before that. (i had like 3 boxes of shoes so its really bulky) So anyways, i wanted to swing my bag forward just so that i can grab it under my arm it to make sure its safe before boarding the train..(i lose my phone way too often already, so i've become a little more cautious about my belonging nowadays) but there this stupid China man that kept pushing me into the cabin even before i could get a hold of my bag. heh. and i was soooo pissed i turned around and gave him my deadly stare (you know i look pretty qian da when i stare at ppl haha) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then i was wondering why is he looking so guilty.. and at the back of my mind i was thinking&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; either he tried to molest me while pushing me in,  or &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tried to steal my stuff&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; he was just too kiasu to get on the train. (experienced alot of these ppl when we were in HK).. And so i was half right! when i finally got a hold of my bag, i looked down to check my stuff (see. told you i was cautious), and i found my side pouch opened and my phone was gone! UGH. i looked at the man and straight away he tried to run out of the train but phew the door went shut right at his face. and he gave me that "oh no, i cant run anywhere" that kinda look. &lt;/div&gt;So i said in like broken chinese.."mister, i think you took my phone". (i said it politely just incase its not him then i'll end up being so paiseh haha) and he was like "no i never" and he showed me his hand. then i starred at him and said "the other hand pls." and i saw that blurr toot passing the phone to his friend behind him and so i pushed them apart to check if its my phone their passing then the man threw my phone on the floor! WA JIU WO. and he said i dropped it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UGHHH. i starred straight into his face and i tell youuuuu.. i really wanted to punch him. i'm so sorry. but i had enough of these theives alreadyy. BOO! anyways, i didnt want to pursue the matter although i was tempted to call the police.. heh but i was thinking aiyah.. sekali he really got some family issue and he's desperate for a way out or what if he had a knife and goes crazy and start stabbing me or sth. hahaha. so oh wells. i got my phone back anyways so nvmm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then the ppl around me started checking their phones as well. haha and one lady started raising her voice.."he took my phone! he took my phone!" and the other guy said i never i never. and next min, he threw the phone on the floor. Stupidest thief i've ever seen. heh. anyways. too bad he picked on the wrong girl to deal with. the lady followed him out of the cabin and called the police. haha whatever happened after that i dont know. I just hope these dumb men learn a lesson or sth. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes. i'm not saying that those men were from China cos i despise the ppl there, its just that his accent was clearly.. CHI-NA. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually, i would have punched him or given him some verbal warning instead of just starring back at him IF i had a friend along with me haha. i didnt want to create a big HOO HA in public all alone. HEH. where are the guys when i needed some protection HUH! haha dajie would have grabbed him by the shirt. (i hope. haha) Quek wee siang called and asked if i still needed someone to accompany me to shop, but i ended up saying no.. aiyah. TSK. should have asked him along then i'll have the courage to punch those men or i wouldn even be a target for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously. tell me. how sway can i be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EGG CAKE! (JI DAN GAO!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3407220297635723684?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3407220297635723684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3407220297635723684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3407220297635723684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3407220297635723684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/for-you-and-for-me-and-entire-human.html' title='for you and for me and the entire human race'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3168248597106126099</id><published>2007-10-16T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:59:21.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfy me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RxTDC8GgDfI/AAAAAAAABpQ/O4drN_dH278/s1600-h/PICT0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121933131487645170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RxTDC8GgDfI/AAAAAAAABpQ/O4drN_dH278/s400/PICT0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo. My colleague bought this back from Batam and i tell youuu.. its &lt;strong&gt;SSSSSuper nice&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at first i thought it was just some normal chocolate coated donut.. but when you bite into it, AH!! dark chocolate fillings that oozes out!!! jiu woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes, that's my half eaten donut there haha i couldnt bare to gobble it down too fast cos its just too precious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;donuts donuts&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and once again, my passion for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Auntie Anne's Cinnamon raisin pretzels&lt;/span&gt; has been re-ignited. ohhh esp with extra Cinnamon sugar..... UGH!!! yummy.&lt;br /&gt;TRY IT and you'll LOVE IT. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wish i had some NOW! (although i just had some yesterday haa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heh. seriously. i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stop my "craving habits" before i start putting on more weight! AH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay, i'll keep telling myself i have it all under control.. yes i have. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and to make myself feel better, i've been drinking some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;really horrible sounding&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;very healthy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; vege concoction that my dad prepares everyday. it is said to be anti cancerous and can give you good skin! so try it! haha here's what you do: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;squeeze:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 1 bitter gourd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 1 Celery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 1 green capsicum&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 1 green apple&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- 1 gourd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TADA! thats it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and yes. as you can see, its a very&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;GREEN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; drink, made up of all the green vegies that most kids hate. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, i can never see myself drinking such a horrible mixture. but its quite nice actually. haha And for my precious health sake of cos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TRY IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i had my first &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;driving lesson&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; last sat. and Thank God i wasnt a road hazard haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr. Gilbert (that is my instructor) is the TOILET-iest, UNCLE-iest, WEIRDest instructor that ever lived haha. even his name sounds so toilet. haha but he's really really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes, and i'm glad you asked...i'm taking MANUAL! haha no particular reason why.. i just liked the idea cos it sounds more SSAAT. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and everyone tells me that most ppl Stall on their first try. (meaning you release the clutch too fast and the vehicle jerks then must start engine again.) UH HUHHHHHH and I DID &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; stall! HAA! okay other than once when i was at the junction when i press the break too hard then i panicked and released the clutch. haha. i didnt go through the circuit, so it was straight to the road. Scary. and he made me go all the way up to 4th gear and manage to overtake another car! (okay it was a learning car that went WAYYY too slow thats why) haha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*yay. claps for myself*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, driving is so tough. so many things to remember and pay attention to. heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tmr evening will be my 2nd lesson. SO PLSS STAY away from UBI area if you want to avoid a potential hazard like me. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and one more thinggg....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RxTQecGgDgI/AAAAAAAABpY/KB3mWi3FwXI/s1600-h/P1010905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121947897585208834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RxTQecGgDgI/AAAAAAAABpY/KB3mWi3FwXI/s400/P1010905.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3168248597106126099?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3168248597106126099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3168248597106126099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3168248597106126099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3168248597106126099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/satisfy-me.html' title='satisfy me'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RxTDC8GgDfI/AAAAAAAABpQ/O4drN_dH278/s72-c/PICT0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2517325273739310882</id><published>2007-10-12T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T05:05:58.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let me snooze tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Finally &lt;/span&gt;it's done.&lt;br /&gt;but itsstill subjected to approval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/holidaycolour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/holidayBW.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe i spent all night flushing out my brains for a design like this. heh. A glass of creative juice pls. thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SLEEP GLORIOUS SLEEP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2517325273739310882?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2517325273739310882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2517325273739310882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2517325273739310882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2517325273739310882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-me-snooze-tonight.html' title='let me snooze tonight'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2542470009123235944</id><published>2007-10-12T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T05:10:29.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>silly sally</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i have a really badd memory to begin with. (cos i'm trying really hard to recall what i did last week.)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh yes..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;Thursday&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i had my hair trimmed. IT WAS supposed to be a trim. then the lady said "yi chun" hor. and how am i supposed to know what "yi chun" is right. (okay its one inch. but then i didnt know.) so i said okok. and she SNIPPED my hair off. jiu wo. and its like ugly and chunky. *rolls eyes*. okay la. cant really tell the diff. but its much shorter trust me. BURGERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Knocked my head on the toilet bowl at work. i know. so dumb. and my excuse for that is VERY VALID. trust me haha / met chooi chooi at 85 once again. eat eat eat./met sebas./accompanied me to the doctor's to have my itchy spots checked out. (prescribed some MINI TRANQUILISER pills -haha sounds really serious and mental huh) oh and it was really weird cos we were the only two in the clinic and the scene was kinda like 2 teenage kids waiting for the pregnancy test to come out that kind? people were literally staring at us so we started to play along and we acted like we were crying. haha hilarious okay maybe not/ then we met jasmine, aiping, siang and sheng/took silly pictures with jasmine's very nice MAC laptop/ sang at a cheaper version of kbox somewhere around chaichee (although i really hate singing errm K. but its quite fun cos we were singing at the top of our lungs and dancing around. heh)/ limteh-ed/home.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was to the columbarium at Chua Chu Kang to have my grandfather's ash errmm - whatever that procedure is called. his was the last tile to be fitted onto the wall. 066. right smack in the center. a very nice position indeed. Then there were stones belonging to like a 6days old baby and a 12 year old boy. Super sad. then Everyone was silent and the mood was really solemn, till we came across one tile that said; NG GEOW LAI. (its cantonese la) and we all started laughing and nudging one another. haha cos its actually NG NUI NAI (if you read it in chinese.) get it? nui nai - milk?? haha jiu wo. super anti-climax. then everyone started apologising to NG GEOW LAI for laughing at her name. Poor aunty. must have had such a traumatizing childhood. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyhoos. Suppose to go for Fiona's wedding that day but i gave it a miss. i felt really bad for not going cos she asked me personally the other day if i'm coming and i said yes. oh wells.. SO. i ended up at my uncle's place, barely set foot for like 10 mins and i had to leave cos the very Audacious programs comm was coming to pick me. we went recce-ing at ___________. location shall not be disclosed. you want to know, sign up for camp! (haha what good publicity). /then we headed to isaiah's place for overnight planning and sleepover/ trashed isaiah in Counter strike HAA.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SUNDAY.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; everyone cramped up in the church van and off to church we go.- the only few times that you see me there so early in the morning other than for choir./ dozing off during the first service/ had my hair salvaged and trimmed at MODE. another disastrous place to go to./ to the usual sunday dinner at Dajiet's place.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MONDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was work work work. knock out after a nice hot bath.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;TUESDAY&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;was work again. decided to shop for my dress for chris's wedding. didnt find anything but end up spending like $100+ at Body shop. Heh. / my ONLY intention was to get my makeup supplies. or rather just eye shadow cos i usually buy my makeup from missha. okay. nvm. The point is that, i got my eye shaddow (nice gold and brown yay! i love it), then i decided to get an eyeliner pencil, and a brush. so okay. came up to about $68. then i wanted to use my discount card. BUT IT WAS EXPIRED and i didnt know. so the lady &lt;strong&gt;PSYCHO-ed&lt;/strong&gt; me to renew it at $10.+a free footbalm. so i said okay. then the total came up to about $78. Then she &lt;strong&gt;PSYCHO-ed&lt;/strong&gt; me and Said, $80 got free gift. so i said okay. grabbed a concealer. total about $90+. then she &lt;strong&gt;PSYCHO-ed&lt;/strong&gt; me again by saying, every $30 can get one chop on your rewards card. but it doesnt include the $10 membership charges. so i have to spend another $10. so i grabbed a body wash.. and FINALLY. i spent $100. got my FREE footbalm, FREE gift, and free stamp. JIU WO. &lt;u&gt;slap me on the head pls.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(highlights)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was jiak jua day! haa. i took off cos i got driving e-trail test in the morning like 8.15am heh.. so i went for the e-trail. didnt study at all, failed it./applied for my PDL/ my colleague Sarah, very kindly booked a free e-trail session at YCK to practice. so i travelled down, sat there for an hour doing the test.. seems pretty simple actually. bla bla./ then headed down to town to shop for my dress.. walk walk walk. found many dresses but all NOT suitable cos we had some metallic theme to go along with. and can i say how much i hate dress makers!? why do ALL or most dresses nowadays have that stupid &lt;u&gt;line&lt;/u&gt; thingy at the center. like the waist band thing. my body shape is so not cut out for that. heh and its super hard to find a dress that compliments my body ughh. well i found many dress but the prices are SUPER NICE. so too bad. walk walk walk (alone as usual) haha finally to wisma. didnt know there got DanielYam cos the one at heeren closed down. and FINALLY i manage to get a Champaign coloured dress that looks a little metallic. KA CHING $$$ money fly away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;** PEOPLE. PLS DONT BUY THE SAME DRESS. cos we'll look super retarded. mine is a normal Champaign coloured spag dress with some string at the back. comes in pink and i think white. SO ANYTHING ALONG THAT LINE, PLS PLS PLS dont buy. I'll kill myself haha.**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;okay.. then i hurried home for dinner (totally love home cook food. cos its free haha!) then i took a bus down and walked to UBI for my Final theory test..wait wait. wondering why everyone is holding on to their Basic theory book. then the instructor said, would all those taking basic theory line up now. and i was wonder why never call for advance people. hmm okay sth fishy. so i ran downstairs checked my test date.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND LO AND BEHOLD. its on the 11/10/07. HOW COULD I HAVE seen it as 10/10/07!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;JIU WOOOOO.. UGH. haha wasted trip. so i walked back to the busstop at eunos and took a bus home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Someone slap me in the head pls.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;TODAY. which is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Work work. and yes today is the day. yup, i didnt see wrongly. it is today. my FINAL THEORY TEST DATE. 11/10/07. double checked everything and okay no more boo boos this time. went down to ubi.. and i was SUPER NERVOUS. i have no idea why. think its the exam thing la. i always get it during exams. and i felt SUPER RETARDED cos i kept "am Chio-ing" to myself the WHOLE TIME. hhaaha super spastic. even thoughout the test. heh. and i was shaking (as in literally shaking) so badly i look even more RETARDED. so do do do and POOF finished the test in 10 mins. but i checked it like once thru. hesitated. finally hit the complete button. and *******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i PASSED :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yeah. so you read all that piece of chunk above about everything that happened last week just for me to get to this point. haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; okay maybe the smarter ones didnt bother reading my nonsensical entry. but if you did, i admire your patience in tolerating my long winded-ness. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay i sound like a mad woman already. but i passed so yay. first time you see. oh and my secret? i burnt book and drank it. haha kidding! it was hard work. i studied k. but didnt even touch the textbook. i just read some question and answer book that delia passed me. haha (secret manual). haha this time Dont have to slap me on the head. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i feel good now cos i just did a very relaxing hair mask. now.. its time to get back to designing the zone postcard. im way behind schedule.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tata.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2542470009123235944?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2542470009123235944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2542470009123235944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2542470009123235944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2542470009123235944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/silly-sally.html' title='silly sally'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-3211092554372043235</id><published>2007-10-04T13:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T13:46:26.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jiak jua </title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/0K5Md4xakb4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/0K5Md4xakb4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;watch watch!! Funny Thai beer ad. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i watched it during lunch time today and there are even lamer ones seriously. but i must say that the Thais are really creative. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-3211092554372043235?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/3211092554372043235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=3211092554372043235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3211092554372043235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/3211092554372043235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/jiak-jua.html' title='Jiak jua '/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-7584843389973509820</id><published>2007-10-01T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T01:50:17.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello Sunny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUiMGgDCI/AAAAAAAABlo/sbIv2sL1Ev4/s1600-h/DSC_7705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116393229266193442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUiMGgDCI/AAAAAAAABlo/sbIv2sL1Ev4/s320/DSC_7705.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smmiileee.. !!!&lt;br /&gt;(ALL pictures courtesy of Vin kwan. Zhey. clap clap. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zone Outing @ Marina Bay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; (29.09.07)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank God for the sunny weather. errm Maybe a little TOOoo SUNNY. haha Almost got chao-ta-ed and baked alive. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;Seriously.. i really cannot afford to stay under the sun too long anymore. i want to look Chinese! and i definitely dont want to have severely damaged skin. (despite the fact that my skin is already majorly damaged after being infested with sand fly bites ALL OVER that looks super red and swollen + the uneven tone and half peeled skin that i got from the sunburn back in Tioman &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(no pictures yet.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666600;"&gt;heh. and This is the part where we say.. "JIU WO!!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEfYMGgDVI/AAAAAAAABoA/RmQy2dRr_S4/s1600-h/DSC_7934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116405152095407442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEfYMGgDVI/AAAAAAAABoA/RmQy2dRr_S4/s320/DSC_7934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEaEcGgDEI/AAAAAAAABl4/VOvDmRJXz6o/s1600-h/DSC_7971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116399315234851906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEaEcGgDEI/AAAAAAAABl4/VOvDmRJXz6o/s320/DSC_7971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. So Once again we played the game drip drip drop for ice breakers. (i hate that game. no, actually its quite fun.) haha so here's how WE play it...;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm88GgDaI/AAAAAAAABoo/fw9cct8f41M/s1600-h/1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116413480036994466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm88GgDaI/AAAAAAAABoo/fw9cct8f41M/s320/1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm9MGgDbI/AAAAAAAABow/tNPMKYmb5uk/s1600-h/2.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116413484331961778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm9MGgDbI/AAAAAAAABow/tNPMKYmb5uk/s320/2.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm98GgDcI/AAAAAAAABo4/QVHz6NWM-Hs/s1600-h/3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116413497216863682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm98GgDcI/AAAAAAAABo4/QVHz6NWM-Hs/s320/3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm-cGgDdI/AAAAAAAABpA/oaQAtUyHU48/s1600-h/4.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116413505806798290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm-cGgDdI/AAAAAAAABpA/oaQAtUyHU48/s320/4.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm-8GgDeI/AAAAAAAABpI/gJ4ZG2bokoM/s1600-h/5.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116413514396732898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEm-8GgDeI/AAAAAAAABpI/gJ4ZG2bokoM/s320/5.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run around the circle and sit down where ever you dropped the bucket of water on. And If you got Dropped on, start chasing!&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Drip as many times as you want. haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. drip drip drop, kite flying, more games and $11 steamboat.. = :)&lt;br /&gt;Kite flying is officially the most tiring activity that ever existed,&lt;br /&gt;Johnny fish cooking was too hilarious to watch,&lt;br /&gt;sabby and her inedible, chao-ta-ed chicken meat at every attempt made me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;dirty and smelly but still great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEfY8GgDXI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eIPwigXgsZI/s1600-h/DSC_8105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116405164980309362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEfY8GgDXI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eIPwigXgsZI/s320/DSC_8105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEa4MGgDII/AAAAAAAABmY/1uoFmeSW79Q/s1600-h/DSC_8105.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeC8GgDTI/AAAAAAAABnw/qmyDxLMNVhQ/s1600-h/DSC_8093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116403687511559474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeC8GgDTI/AAAAAAAABnw/qmyDxLMNVhQ/s320/DSC_8093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEdYcGgDMI/AAAAAAAABm4/tg6FpHXWZKQ/s1600-h/DSC_8182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116402957367119042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEdYcGgDMI/AAAAAAAABm4/tg6FpHXWZKQ/s320/DSC_8182.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cell Group @ vince's place and at Popeye's the other, errm other other..eh other other other other other ... day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r.a.n.d.o.m.n.e.s.s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUhMGgC_I/AAAAAAAABlQ/jJk6FXu5xso/s1600-h/DSC_7642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116393212086324210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUhMGgC_I/AAAAAAAABlQ/jJk6FXu5xso/s320/DSC_7642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUhsGgDAI/AAAAAAAABlY/B4voKWrpFI4/s1600-h/DSC_7696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116393220676258818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUhsGgDAI/AAAAAAAABlY/B4voKWrpFI4/s320/DSC_7696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEa4sGgDKI/AAAAAAAABmo/4_8YXBY4t5g/s1600-h/DSC_7631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116400212883016866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEa4sGgDKI/AAAAAAAABmo/4_8YXBY4t5g/s320/DSC_7631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116393224971226130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUh8GgDBI/AAAAAAAABlg/uszpRL_V2WQ/s320/DSC_7627.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEgS8GgDZI/AAAAAAAABog/upirsiOxbFo/s1600-h/DSC_7633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116406161412722066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEgS8GgDZI/AAAAAAAABog/upirsiOxbFo/s320/DSC_7633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUgsGgC-I/AAAAAAAABlI/d-39b2TEpu4/s1600-h/DSC_7641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116393203496389602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUgsGgC-I/AAAAAAAABlI/d-39b2TEpu4/s320/DSC_7641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeC8GgDUI/AAAAAAAABn4/FcRz5YE3R3s/s1600-h/DSC_7698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116403687511559490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeC8GgDUI/AAAAAAAABn4/FcRz5YE3R3s/s320/DSC_7698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeCsGgDSI/AAAAAAAABno/3J4WpIqXDH0/s1600-h/DSC_7697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116403683216592162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeCsGgDSI/AAAAAAAABno/3J4WpIqXDH0/s320/DSC_7697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeCcGgDRI/AAAAAAAABng/Ko-BmH0BxCU/s1600-h/DSC_7623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116403678921624850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEeCcGgDRI/AAAAAAAABng/Ko-BmH0BxCU/s320/DSC_7623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i've got craving for Popeye's now. (although i just ate KFC yest) heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Imagine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;crispy chicken,&lt;br /&gt;the best mash potatoes ever,&lt;br /&gt;and biscuits with maple syrup!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Holiday holiday holiday. Oh and happy childrens day! (hey it rhymes!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-7584843389973509820?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7584843389973509820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=7584843389973509820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7584843389973509820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7584843389973509820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-sunny.html' title='hello Sunny.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RwEUiMGgDCI/AAAAAAAABlo/sbIv2sL1Ev4/s72-c/DSC_7705.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5744605759499708243</id><published>2007-09-28T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T01:47:24.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright, enough already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My skin is peeling like crazy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I look like i have some 3rd degree burns or sth.&lt;br /&gt;its looking like some fish flakes on takopachi balls!&lt;br /&gt;JIU WO. its super patchy and ugly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i barely have anything to cover it up cos most of my &lt;u&gt;wearable&lt;/u&gt; clothing are sleeveless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOO! How long does it take for it to heal? :(&lt;br /&gt;So much for being so happy that its the first time i get red under the sun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And sand flies itching thingy pls GO AWAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cross my fingers that there will be NO scarring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5744605759499708243?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5744605759499708243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5744605759499708243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5744605759499708243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5744605759499708243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/alright-enough-already.html' title='alright, enough already!'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2382706279594811117</id><published>2007-09-27T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T00:43:17.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bubble blowing babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aww. say hello to Caleb.&lt;br /&gt;And he's my practice target to being one step closer into motherhood. (which is like 7years later. haha but no harm starting early! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/caleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every sat i get to feed him, try change his diapers (i'll stay out of it if he poo-ed haha) and entertain him while delia is preaching.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite fun actually. You know this whole pretend to be a Nanny thingy. haha and i guess the only reason why he allows me to babysit him is because he Always, i mean ALWAYS puke on me and of course i dont scream. :) or maybe i shook him too much. haha&lt;br /&gt;so okay. a pat on the back for myself.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i think this whole baby sitting thing is causing me to age alot.&lt;br /&gt;My cell members say i look old enough to be a married woman/ unwed mum! heh. okay i am old enough technically speaking but i really look so old meh. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;maybe ppl should stop calling me Mummy, Granny and AUNTY. its the power of speech i tell you!!&lt;br /&gt;and carol, christine and delia was giving me some marriage and birth preperation crash course the other day. (i was freaked out but honestly its quite interesting and i'm very interested + i've been planning my finances for my wedding haha. yes SIAO! but what if i get married early? :) :) :) )&lt;br /&gt;so my ideal plan isssss.... (you're suppose to read it faster) --&gt; proposal at 24, get married at 25, conceive at late 26, first child at 27, 2nd at 28, 3rd at 29!&lt;br /&gt;so WHO EVER you are that is going to marry me/ wants to marry me, pls take note.&lt;br /&gt;KIDDING! actually its sounds good to me. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this is once again.. Super overdued.&lt;br /&gt;but this was cell the other other other day.. and i'm tortured by the girls. (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;They are vicious girls who gives me bite marks and blue blacks by the end of the day.heh i wonder who they learn it from.. haha (must be julianne)&lt;br /&gt;Thank God dearest Chooi kueh isnt like that! (or maybe she is haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/cell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst. i did their hair actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DP Bowling Day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/bowling.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yes, we paid $2 for a stupid viking ride at east coast. quite scary actually. but such cheap thrills. haha&lt;br /&gt;and we looked horrible in the bowling shoes. (jul was right. who looks good in those shoes anyways) heh. and i wonder why do they make it in such horrible colours. Half blue and half red. or some, bright yellow. eww. ??&lt;br /&gt;everyone's score was pretty impressive. other than the girls. but i think we did not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i cant appreciate bowling. Literally throwing money into the drain. Dont try and justify yourself even if you hit any pins. haha. its stillll.... in the "drain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anywayssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Argh I need a camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Its horrible having to wait for people to send you pictures. and its even horrible-ler to share a camera with JOD's mum since she's always travelling and the camera is so horrible too. (Tell me. What's the video function for when there are no speakers to record the sound. SIAO!) haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;SO. who would be so kind enough to take up a love offering and bless me with a camera.&lt;br /&gt;Specifically a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Sony T20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; black pls.&lt;br /&gt;That is...To replace my "late" camera, which unfortunately, got abducted last june. :(&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not, my mum still hasnt found out about it. and if she does.. ITE! (anything to do with loss of money would be equivalent to the loss of my head. heh)&lt;br /&gt;sadly,i still havent got the money to buy it back cos of outstanding bills to be paid. so oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Cameraaaaaa.......&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Happy cos i'm going bangkok soon. (are we jul?)&lt;br /&gt;and according to my mum (cos she will be getting her long await bonus) we'll be ON HOLIDAY at the end of the year! Lets hope i dont get cheated again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;(my parents promised to bring me to Korea like 10 years ago but it never came. NOT EVEN CLOSE haha.)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/tioman151-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2382706279594811117?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2382706279594811117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2382706279594811117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2382706279594811117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2382706279594811117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/say-cheeze.html' title='Bubble blowing babies'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5460400974621185233</id><published>2007-09-24T14:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T14:09:08.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/1WMfU_IeMl4' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/1WMfU_IeMl4'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Click click!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this song :) &lt;br /&gt;haha okay not so much of the video.(cos i cant find it on imeem thats why.) but the song got FEEL la. haha :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5460400974621185233?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5460400974621185233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5460400974621185233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5460400974621185233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5460400974621185233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/watch_24.html' title='watch'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1488246593638861443</id><published>2007-09-23T10:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T11:02:29.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tee hee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;money money money.&lt;br /&gt;UGH.!!!&lt;br /&gt;free us pls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1488246593638861443?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1488246593638861443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1488246593638861443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1488246593638861443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1488246593638861443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/watch.html' title='tee hee'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6608589338282041325</id><published>2007-09-22T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:24:06.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>against all odds</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;As we grow older we tend to learn a little bit more about ourselves. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;what we like, what we hate...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm not extroverted by nature really. i just am because i have to and yes, because i want to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was giving chooi kueh an illustration the other day about coming out of our comfort zone. And i told her about how much i actually like being alone and how much i dislike being in crowds and being known as the outspoken one. and i she was like no, you cant be! .. Oh wells. Things arent always as it seems. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My mum once told me that when i was a kid, i'd just sit quietly at one corner and play by myself. other than the fact that i'm an only child (and its a HORRIBLE fact), I never had much opportunity to do so either. (cos i was always locked up at home and I'm never allowed to play with my neighbours. okay, not exactly never. but if i get to play with them, we're separated by the gate. meaning, that poor fella have to sit outside my door! haha) But Dont get me wrong. My parents and grandparents arent overly protective. in fact they give me all the freedom i need. its like when i went to hongkong, i just decided, book the flight then tell my parents that i'm going. ANYWAYS. back to the point. yeah, i was the quiet kid around. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Honestly, i dont think anyone is really extroverted or introverted by nature. its more like a choice thingy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;put me in a room filled with quiet people and i'll make the first move to break the ice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i mean, someone has to do it first right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe thats where people start developing their perception about you that you're loud, RAH RAH kid around. but the actual fact is that you like to be alone most of the time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like if i decide to sit down, be by myself for like 1 sec, people will start thinking that i'm emo-ing or i have some Major problem going on.. ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And since i'm so outspoken, people probably think that she's got it all, tons of friends etc.. but really, its not like that. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its like when i'm in primary school i was in a group of 4. and the other 3 is closer to each other and i'm just part of clique but not exactly close to anyone. and in secondary school, of all the cliques that i've been in, i'm always just there and never realllyyy part of it? and in poly errm.. not really close to anyone. so oh wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i guess its just me haha. i can talk alot and make friends, but i dont know how to be personal? heh (must try and learn then. :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;probably cos i'm not really good with words or with actions. like i cant walk over to someone and give them a hug randomly, stick my face with you and take a picture like we're so close, hold your hand and shop together or give you a pat and lend you my shoulder when you're crying..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and because of that, it seems like i dont care.. but i really really do! its all in the mind. As in, i care alot but my body and mouth dont react accordingly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i cant cry alot. if i cry, its always silently. i cant groan and start wailing that much. even during the altar call... its always alot of tears but i'm biting my lips to stop myself from crying. (i know. this is bad) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so really. i'm not all that extroverted and loud. so oh wells..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the end of the day, i dont think alot of people know me well. maybe a handful. or perhaps one or two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh Told you i'm not good with expressing myself with words. cos i have no idea what i just typed. haha probably just rattling on and on i guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up super early today! so yay! haha i think my sleep patterns back to normal. its like 6.50am i'll just jump out of bed. haha oh wells. time for cell soon and i'll be meeting THE BF later. (why do ppl call them THE BF? strange :) )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So tmr i'll be leading. just that ONE SONG called ONE THING, that will soon be OVER SUNG. hahaha.and i'm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;super stressed although i've done it so many times. heh so why am i still stressed. crazy. ahh God pls help me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;pitching, signals, flow, anointing.. must sing with feel.... okay. i cant do it really. but my Father is backing me up. phew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i have alot of pictures to post but some other time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6608589338282041325?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6608589338282041325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6608589338282041325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6608589338282041325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6608589338282041325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/break-ice.html' title='against all odds'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5627534715729819606</id><published>2007-09-12T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T16:16:59.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we'll watch the world go past</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the sept 11..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpknBdiaI/AAAAAAAABk4/QZj_zbOB3gg/s1600-h/P1010046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109309117434792354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpknBdiaI/AAAAAAAABk4/QZj_zbOB3gg/s400/P1010046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt; lo! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i took a half day leave just to endure the hot hot hot sun and watch a few botak men march around in their uniform. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. its Dajie's POP day. :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and so is Jodin's, Qinsheng's, Martin's, Kai wen's etc etc haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyways. Only 2 visitors per recruit are entitled to attend the parade (how pathetic) and dajiet's dad was nice enough to let me go instead.. so, i met Dajiet's mum at white sands before heading off to Tekong Andd It was QUITE weird at first cos this is the first time i'm actually walking around and spending SO MUCH "alone" time with her? haha(i mean dont count the times when she sends me home la) but oh wells. at least i didnt throw my own face. heh. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocnBdiQI/AAAAAAAABjo/w5mL9-r7u4Q/s1600-h/P1010020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307880484210946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocnBdiQI/AAAAAAAABjo/w5mL9-r7u4Q/s320/P1010020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufoc3BdiRI/AAAAAAAABjw/WfacZbIpAws/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307884779178258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufoc3BdiRI/AAAAAAAABjw/WfacZbIpAws/s320/P1010030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Dajiet's company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;he's at the last row, 6th person from the right.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehh. ???????? haha where is he again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;seriously EVERYONE looks the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OH. and that guy running by him self on the 2nd picture on the right is nicholas. my Course mate turned Dajiet's new best friend. and He's the company's best recruit.. Wooo impressive. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo3nBdiSI/AAAAAAAABj4/8nAXepP0Y4c/s1600-h/P1010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308344340678946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo3nBdiSI/AAAAAAAABj4/8nAXepP0Y4c/s320/P1010035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4HBdiTI/AAAAAAAABkA/e6n1OjCJV6g/s1600-h/P1010038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308352930613554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4HBdiTI/AAAAAAAABkA/e6n1OjCJV6g/s320/P1010038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. and my favourite picture is the one on the left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she's the cutest aunty ever alive really. In fact the whole family is. haha the dad came up to me the other day and said "eh down stairs got farewell party" then he started laughing. haha and i seriously didnt know what he meant, so i just laugh along.. (then i realised that he was actually referring to a funeral downstairs! heh) and yesterday he was telling some tau gay joke... oh my goodness haha its hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh ya. back to dajie's POP. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;halfway through the parade, they invited all family and friends to put on the jocky cap for all the recruits. Heh. and when you walk down you can practically smell all the sweat surrounding you.. EWWW. and yes when i went down i couldn find dajie. haha the mum found him first.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4nBdiWI/AAAAAAAABkY/5ozowIxbDAg/s1600-h/P1010061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308361520548194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4nBdiWI/AAAAAAAABkY/5ozowIxbDAg/s320/P1010061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4XBdiVI/AAAAAAAABkQ/6NjZs8FA97c/s1600-h/P1010047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308357225580882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufo4XBdiVI/AAAAAAAABkQ/6NjZs8FA97c/s320/P1010047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look super disgusting that day. The sun practically melted away all my makeup and i was perspiring like anything. heh Burgers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH. and thats dajie's mum and i. AH JIU WO cos i look FATTER THAN HER! (and she's hippier than i am) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehh and i think dajie and i look alike. somehow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This will probably be my first and last POP that i'll attend other than my son's one in future. so HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Night Cycling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;07 09 07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufpk3BdibI/AAAAAAAABlA/MNJTTk54omo/s1600-h/DSC00578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109309121729759666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufpk3BdibI/AAAAAAAABlA/MNJTTk54omo/s400/DSC00578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1HBdiJI/AAAAAAAABiw/zJddbJRkMVg/s1600-h/DSC00577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307201879378066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1HBdiJI/AAAAAAAABiw/zJddbJRkMVg/s320/DSC00577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1XBdiKI/AAAAAAAABi4/nt0lOrEuVfo/s1600-h/DSC00578.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1nBdiLI/AAAAAAAABjA/v4PtenPJZb8/s1600-h/DSC00579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307210469312690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1nBdiLI/AAAAAAAABjA/v4PtenPJZb8/s320/DSC00579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this will also probably be the first and last time that i'll be cycling through the night!!... haha i ALMOST died cos i was too sleepy and my butt felt like its covered with blue blacks! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha the whole night felt so fun and adventurous. esp with my handy MIZUNO Backpack that meida and sarita kept laughing at cos i looked super super aunty with it. (like some backpack that mummies use carry their milk bottles. HEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went from the kiosk to lagoon, then to plaza sing for late night movie, then to Macs at town for breakfast like 4am (we met some drunk dudes. heh really scary and it was pouring!!!.) then we got stuck at shaw centre, then we cheated our way into waterside to bath at the condominium's toilet. haha (we sure know how to pick a good place!) then we sat around waterside for awhile and cycled back to ecp in the rain.. (like what the point of bathing) then we got stuck at some pavilion, and finally got to the beach for baptism service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha buay ta han. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was out since 730am on friday morning cos i had to go to work. and i was sleepless till the next day. afternoon cos we still had cell. JIU WO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not young enough for this haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its really scary to cycle at night. so good thing we had ying hui to protect us haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1nBdiMI/AAAAAAAABjI/Wa1UR7Ykq2Q/s1600-h/DSC00590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307210469312706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rufn1nBdiMI/AAAAAAAABjI/Wa1UR7Ykq2Q/s320/DSC00590.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocHBdiNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/E45lCKpZTvY/s1600-h/DSC00591.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307871894276306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocHBdiNI/AAAAAAAABjQ/E45lCKpZTvY/s320/DSC00591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocHBdiOI/AAAAAAAABjY/WXQVLNECtcE/s1600-h/DSC00598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109307871894276322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufocHBdiOI/AAAAAAAABjY/WXQVLNECtcE/s320/DSC00598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay you cant tell. but i had no makeup on cos MEIDA CHOOI didnt allow me to put on my foundations to cover the MO PENG. haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyways if you want to cycle at night.. ITS ONLY $8!! and we all get free Gatorade. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the kiosk closes at 930 and you'll have to return the bikes by 9am - 10 am the next day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REALLY VALUE FOR MONEY. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;________________________________________________________________________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpLHBdiXI/AAAAAAAABkg/pF80cCTg4ZA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308679348128114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpLHBdiXI/AAAAAAAABkg/pF80cCTg4ZA/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpLXBdiYI/AAAAAAAABko/bFY95lTzJT8/s1600-h/03092007156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109308683643095426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpLXBdiYI/AAAAAAAABko/bFY95lTzJT8/s320/03092007156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how much we ate at sakae the other day.&lt;br /&gt;I think the lady cleared away some already haha.&lt;br /&gt;The amt of sashimi i ate was in-comprehendable.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE raw SALMON. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. ben held on to weisiang's "chest" by accident just when the camera snapped. And there you have it.. A very candid shocked face after being molested. haha&lt;br /&gt;_______________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aiyah. totally no blog juice. heh dont know what am i talking about. haha&lt;br /&gt;Got to run! Tushan and gang is outside already...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;goodbye world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5627534715729819606?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5627534715729819606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5627534715729819606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5627534715729819606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5627534715729819606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/well-watch-world-go-past.html' title='we&apos;ll watch the world go past'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RufpknBdiaI/AAAAAAAABk4/QZj_zbOB3gg/s72-c/P1010046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-7399601579183804936</id><published>2007-09-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T13:19:56.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A secret i cannot tell. SHH. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/job-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyways yes. This is where i sit everyday from 8.30a.m - 6p.m.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yawn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work is fine. No big Hoo-ha or what-so-ever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Colleagues are nice (other than the fact that they ALWAYS make fun of me haha), &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pay is bad, Aircon is horrible and snacking becomes uncontrollable. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And if you're wondering, i'm working as an Marketing admin assistant, ..a.k.a. SKW (Sai-kang warrior) haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes. i do sai kang. and you know sai kang jobs are super messy. and i cant stand it when things are not in place... so im always trying to clear up the "mess" (not garbage mess) haha. errm. just to make myself happier. &lt;br /&gt;actually its not THAT bad being a SKW la.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just hate it when instructions are not passed down properly and there's really alot of unnecessary double work done? its like when you're give instruction A, halfway through when you ask about sth and you find out that there's something called instruction B that she forgot to tell you and instruction C, D E... haha and then when when things go wrong, it's always the temp staff's fault cos we're the ones who came up with the data..when in actual fact we just merely followed instructions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh wells. sad dog. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of messy work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its really messy on my level. haha there are t-shirt samples lying around, clothes everywhere, People walking and screaming across the office, non-stop telephone ringing sound, the noisy invoice printer that NEVER stops printing bla bla. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh my goodness. its like a fish market seriously.. heh okay maybe not so bad. how bout a sewing factory? haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes. and women are vicious creatures.&lt;br /&gt;okay. not that i'm not female but i'm talking about specifically those in my company. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All the other colleagues are nice. EXCEPT the merchandisers. Always angry and snapping at ppl. haha but oh wells. they're probably too stressed or sth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO ANYWAYS. haha i think i have a pretty positive mind. haha cos For the past one mth i've been thinking about how fun work is etc. haha As in REALLY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Obviously it's not THAT FUN la. or rather it was never fun and in fact, you always meet nasty ppl but its just a matter on how we want things to turn out?&lt;br /&gt;okay, maybe i'm easily satisfied or sth. but i keep telling myself &lt;strong&gt;yay&lt;/strong&gt; i'm earning money, &lt;strong&gt;Yay&lt;/strong&gt; i'm walking up early, &lt;strong&gt;ya&lt;/strong&gt;y i'm taking more bus, &lt;strong&gt;yay&lt;/strong&gt; i'm eating at home often, &lt;strong&gt;yay&lt;/strong&gt; i feel like an adult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it works the same way as how nikki raibode would put it; "What you see, produces an image inside and becomes a driving force in your life" (say it with an indian accent haha)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay whatever. i have no idea what i'm talking about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no blog juice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This whole week i've been eating wayyyy to much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lets see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt; dinner with wei siang and benjamin at sakae. (literally gorge myself with sashimi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;weisiang wanted to treat me so i dragged along benjamin and i had to pay half his meal cos he's always paying for my cab fare and everything else. but in the end he felt bad so he bought our movie tickets and paid for cab fare home again. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner with steph at Cartel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i bought her dinner and we played arcade. haha why are we always playing arcade. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/strong&gt; Dinner with Meida, Sarita and Daphne at 85.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have nth to say about myself other than that i ate ALOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday:&lt;/strong&gt; oO. nth. haha Meida, Sarita and sabby came over to my place to paint my room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(and its half done! haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; yay. its today. and we're going to finish painting then to night cycling!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okays..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/postit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-7399601579183804936?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7399601579183804936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=7399601579183804936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7399601579183804936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7399601579183804936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/09/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at.html' title='A secret i cannot tell. SHH. :)'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2583094132109708773</id><published>2007-08-29T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T03:38:38.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont say that...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;How can anyone not love &lt;strong&gt;fried man tou&lt;/strong&gt; dipped in chilli crab sauce. :)&lt;br /&gt;its weeee-u-weet! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;(speaking of which. my dad popped it into the microwave once and it became Rock hard "Biscuits" HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMCYmwECI/AAAAAAAABiQ/N5ed9NFIvRA/s1600-h/IMG_5296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104561937752002594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMCYmwECI/AAAAAAAABiQ/N5ed9NFIvRA/s320/IMG_5296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;okay. some really overdued events.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to put it up long ago but i cant seem to squeeze out some time or have any pictures to start with anways. so oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zone 2 DP dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;a very satisfying dinner.&lt;br /&gt;- and you can tell by the gian peng look on the guy's faces. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMBImwEAI/AAAAAAAABiA/pvXGCeMKGAI/s1600-h/IMG_5295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104561916277166082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMBImwEAI/AAAAAAAABiA/pvXGCeMKGAI/s320/IMG_5295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMCImwEBI/AAAAAAAABiI/euvwl5gEajE/s1600-h/IMG_5290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104561933457035282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMCImwEBI/AAAAAAAABiI/euvwl5gEajE/s320/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and The day ended with my face looking like this --&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heh heh heh. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;eh most of us came in our office attire. indeed the DP is &lt;u&gt;aging&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont worry. its not a real cigarette of course! its chocolate. haha&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why do they bother wrapping that small stick of chocolate so nicely. it even comes in a cigarette-like box. i think its for keeping ppl like us entertained for quite a while. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE Cartel's PAN FRIED LINGUINE&lt;/strong&gt;. yay.&lt;br /&gt;You &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; eat it with the vineger sauce thingy for their chef salad&lt;br /&gt;+ added vinegar and olive oil so it wouldnt be so dry.&lt;br /&gt;Sinful - yes i know.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;881 was not bad. i wont say its EXTREMELY nice. but thumbs up for a Singapore production. cos i &lt;u&gt;SUPPORT LOCAL MOVIES&lt;/u&gt;! haha. Eh its a tad bit tooo draggy and lame at some parts. but still nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You can tell if a song is successful if ppl can still rmb the tune after the whole show.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa and yes. jul and i were singing and singing to one of the tunes cos it got stuck in our heads ever since we left the theatre!&lt;br /&gt;"ji lang ji puaaa..." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont play play. This show actually broke the box office record of Rush Hour 3.! haha&lt;br /&gt;oh and Qi yuwu is HOT.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/paperpamers/dimsum2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with these funny fella's for supper on one of their book out days.&lt;br /&gt;Probably wont meet them anytime soon anymore. so we took some group photos for remembrance sake. awww..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear. i have too many BALDING friends. haha i'm hearing so many repeated army stories and i talk about the army as if i've been through it and know all their activities inside out. haha. (i mean of course not in the literal sense la. cos its not my experience. i'll never know how it's really like)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but Seriously. Guys have nothing else to talk about except the army when they book out. haha JIU WO.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder ppl say, ;put 2 male strangers together and once they start talking about army, they talk as if they knew each other for years before. hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Camp Comm BBQ at Fabian's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMComwEDI/AAAAAAAABiY/3akw355V9oE/s1600-h/bj2+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104561942046969906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMComwEDI/AAAAAAAABiY/3akw355V9oE/s320/bj2+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLS. i want to move from Loyang Valley to The Waterside.&lt;br /&gt;or any condominium at Tg Rhu.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMxImwEEI/AAAAAAAABig/D43O-B21ZlQ/s1600-h/bj2+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104562740910886978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMxImwEEI/AAAAAAAABig/D43O-B21ZlQ/s320/bj2+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMx4mwEFI/AAAAAAAABio/RRPJzqeIV9k/s1600-h/bj2+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104562753795788882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMx4mwEFI/AAAAAAAABio/RRPJzqeIV9k/s320/bj2+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Food, Taboo, Planning.&lt;br /&gt;We're making it big.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to put up a decent post. everything is so random.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Okay. i will do so when i find time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my days seems so packed out of a sudden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh and I Love u :D&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2583094132109708773?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2583094132109708773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2583094132109708773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2583094132109708773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2583094132109708773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/photo-sharing-and-video-hosting-at_29.html' title='dont say that...'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RtcMCYmwECI/AAAAAAAABiQ/N5ed9NFIvRA/s72-c/IMG_5296.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-974358687869539514</id><published>2007-08-28T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T23:23:35.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One two three</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Woo. didnt know blogger had a new video upload feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;test test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="280" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-50fb439f3c4b2a4f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50fb439f3c4b2a4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331191427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC7E5A6D1339AA5667BFC97566056CAB271CC763.10534408299D4A71451875C0AA2D8E4828E9A004%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50fb439f3c4b2a4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3s9coE6hQQlEA2pBBwpswnyFvmo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="280" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D50fb439f3c4b2a4f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331191427%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DC7E5A6D1339AA5667BFC97566056CAB271CC763.10534408299D4A71451875C0AA2D8E4828E9A004%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D50fb439f3c4b2a4f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D3s9coE6hQQlEA2pBBwpswnyFvmo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;one of those VERY SPASTIC moments caught on camera when jul and i got so fascinated with the webcam.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. haha.&lt;br /&gt;anyways..this is the shortest video i can find to upload for testing purposes. there are SPASTIC-ier ones. so yes :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;OH OH. Thank you everyone.&lt;br /&gt;For those who visited, those who asked how was i doing, those who cared and the yes flowers.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;simply being there. :)&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;with much love &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-974358687869539514?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/974358687869539514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=974358687869539514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/974358687869539514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/974358687869539514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/one-two-three.html' title='One two three'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-9068565046278262567</id><published>2007-08-26T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:25:20.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because of you. Thank you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grandma accepted Jesus today.&lt;br /&gt;uncles and aunties cried when the message was preached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;How can i stand here and not be amazed by you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-9068565046278262567?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/9068565046278262567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=9068565046278262567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/9068565046278262567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/9068565046278262567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/because-of-you-thank-you.html' title='Because of you. Thank you'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-400579811236824158</id><published>2007-08-24T00:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:11:47.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>show me your face</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my dearly beloved Gong Gong..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; you and i &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;miss &lt;/span&gt;you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He'll in paradise with my heavenly Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-400579811236824158?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/400579811236824158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=400579811236824158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/400579811236824158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/400579811236824158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-alone.html' title='show me your face'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2571056646284800687</id><published>2007-08-20T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T09:26:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its finger lickin' good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;why cant i catch a proper fireworks display always?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NDP '02:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yes. i was at the stadium. but i was sitting way upstairs. and because the fireworks came shooting from behind, so all of us had a half transparent umbrellas to block of the sparks falling.&lt;br /&gt;That day, i saw more umbrellas than fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fireworks display '06:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Rush down with the cell, ran from city hall to esplanade, pushed through the crowd, finally got to a place where i could catch a glimpse of the fireworks...Looked up.. saw a few sparks and SMOKE.&lt;br /&gt;and oooHHHh The Fireworks Display ended.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NDP preview '07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Stuck at suntec car park. missed the show.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NDP '07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Fireworks blocked by costa rhu.. So far off that the sound came a few seconds later.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fireworks preview '07:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;SO perfect until we heard the boom! and heh. we were staring at the wrong direction.! + The wonderful display of fireworks had to be blocked by some really tall trees ahead. so all we saw were lights flickering between the leaves and many many disappointed faces haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Why why why!!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but anyways, Saturday was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Other than the fact that we sort of missed the fireworks display again...,)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;we Sat in the car, wind down the windows, feasted on KFC and talked while waiting for the fireworks to start. Sort of like picnicking. which.. felt pretty good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh and I realise sth. we &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; eat ta-bao-ed KFC or Mac in the car.haha and somehow, it taste better.&lt;br /&gt;Esp when you share a packet of cheesefries while he's driving. mmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OH! watch &lt;strong&gt;SECRET&lt;/strong&gt;! (yes the jay chou show)&lt;br /&gt;i'm never a fan of chinese shows cos half the time i'm reading the subtitles..heh but this one is really nice. although the special effects look alittle fake (typical for chinese movies).. but the plot is pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Dajie says its the kind of show that gives you the "itchy" feeling (whatever that meant) haha. okay. let me translate.; you know the tian mi mi, Ngiao Ngiao feeling? haha.&lt;br /&gt;but i hate the ending. so sad. they still dont really get to be with each other., unless jay chou doesnt mind dating a women 20 years older than him. :) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;o.O&lt;br /&gt;check this out. haha okay nvm. its just a funny random photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;Top (left): Janice, sabby, me, jodin&lt;br /&gt;Bottom (left): jason, dominic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rsh1bImwD-I/AAAAAAAABhw/Ugpw4ZZrHA8/s1600-h/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsiCm4mwD_I/AAAAAAAABh4/rbaemxfeAfE/s1600-h/Picture%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100470182538645490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsiCm4mwD_I/AAAAAAAABh4/rbaemxfeAfE/s400/Picture%2520006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;help.&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting uglier by the day! and i need an extreme makeover.&lt;br /&gt;okay.. thats impossible. so How bout a new hair cut and some special facial treatment that gives me flawless skin instantaneously. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2571056646284800687?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2571056646284800687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2571056646284800687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2571056646284800687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2571056646284800687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-finger-lickin-good.html' title='its finger lickin&apos; good!'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsiCm4mwD_I/AAAAAAAABh4/rbaemxfeAfE/s72-c/Picture%2520006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-8134173728416965535</id><published>2007-08-17T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T01:27:36.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>making my footprints</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt; is passing by so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so.?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Feels like i haven't accomplished anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-8134173728416965535?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8134173728416965535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=8134173728416965535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8134173728416965535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8134173728416965535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/making-my-footprints.html' title='making my footprints'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1501962779433833704</id><published>2007-08-15T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:32:38.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO REASONS FOR THIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I just woke up from my nap and i'm dying to get back to sleep. .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- i'm &lt;strong&gt;sick.&lt;/strong&gt; againnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;everywhere feels soo horrible. heh.&lt;br /&gt;tell me. &lt;u&gt;why&lt;/u&gt; am i so weak?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I spent less than $5 today.&lt;br /&gt;am loving myself for saving money. yay. :)&lt;br /&gt;am loving myself for waking up so early and taking a bus to work everyday. woo! :)&lt;br /&gt;but i'm hating myself for stuffing down snacks every hour. WHATT!!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I saw that xiaxue girl (forgot her name) outside my estate today.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow she looks prettier in person..oh and everything on her is pink. o.O?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what is she doing here. maybe she's my neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;rightttttt why am i even talking about her anyways. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- i was laughing at my neighbour who was playing golf outside of his garden today.&lt;br /&gt;Weird. is that even possible?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Did i ever tell you that my office is like an Eskimo palace?&lt;br /&gt;okay not my office. just at my table. cos the aircon is right on top. and i need to wear 3 layers + hold a cup of hot water to keep myself warm.&lt;br /&gt;its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I was listening to Michael buble's Concert on imeem at work..&lt;br /&gt;and boy he sounds soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;i like i like. :)&lt;br /&gt;Music keeps me company while starring at numbers on the monitor everyday.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I &lt;strong&gt;hate hate hate&lt;/strong&gt; my sweaty palms problem.&lt;br /&gt;no. not only sweaty palms. its sweaty foot and underarms too. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;I slip off my heels everytime i walk cos my feet is simply too wet. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its gross and i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;its starting to bother me now and bet you didnt know i had that problem.&lt;br /&gt;its quite bad.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I look like a nut in glasses. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsMbsbQMcfI/AAAAAAAABhg/A1xUI4jKO3o/s1600-h/ppp+(23).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098949653157409266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsMbsbQMcfI/AAAAAAAABhg/A1xUI4jKO3o/s320/ppp+(23).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsMnrbQMcgI/AAAAAAAABho/pNTWGxS9X4s/s1600-h/ppp+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098962830117073410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsMnrbQMcgI/AAAAAAAABho/pNTWGxS9X4s/s320/ppp+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and These ppl made me lose my sleep last night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1501962779433833704?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1501962779433833704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1501962779433833704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1501962779433833704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1501962779433833704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/no-reasons-for-this.html' title='NO REASONS FOR THIS'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsMbsbQMcfI/AAAAAAAABhg/A1xUI4jKO3o/s72-c/ppp+(23).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1839995826746566034</id><published>2007-08-14T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T23:14:12.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>banana banana.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Look what i can do!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(you got to say it like stuart from madTV haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsGzjbQMceI/AAAAAAAABhY/ekKhl14XI9Y/s1600-h/abc+(66).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098553674352587234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsGzjbQMceI/AAAAAAAABhY/ekKhl14XI9Y/s320/abc+(66).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a pair of pliars, abit of twisting here and there.. and WA la.!&lt;br /&gt;my very own necklace.&lt;br /&gt;yay. clap clap.&lt;br /&gt;okay. not bad for first try la. heh.&lt;br /&gt;oh. and its much smaller than this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsGzhLQMcdI/AAAAAAAABhQ/XlBSSuAEc_w/s1600-h/abc+(34).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098553635697881554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsGzhLQMcdI/AAAAAAAABhQ/XlBSSuAEc_w/s320/abc+(34).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lifehouse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was on repeat mode on my ipod today.&lt;br /&gt;think i'm falling in love with Jason wade again. haha&lt;br /&gt;okay..not exactly him. but his voice and the not so 'jaring' band. The songs all seems so much nicer after not hearing them for a long long time. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Late. late.&lt;br /&gt;Got to run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1839995826746566034?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1839995826746566034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1839995826746566034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1839995826746566034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1839995826746566034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/banana-banana.html' title='banana banana.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RsGzjbQMceI/AAAAAAAABhY/ekKhl14XI9Y/s72-c/abc+(66).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5738637753088353884</id><published>2007-08-13T03:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T05:59:42.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so typical</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been thinking and i need help on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Tell me, tell me. Should i start uni later?&lt;br /&gt;heh i know. why am i so indecisive! ugh oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#1.&lt;/span&gt; My initial plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Study at SIM - Economics and Finance&lt;br /&gt;Degree awarded by RMIT - Project based&lt;br /&gt;1.5 Years, Starting Jan 08.&lt;br /&gt;Closing Date: Oct 07.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pros:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Starts earlier, ends earlier&lt;br /&gt;: Shorter so its cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cons:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;RMIT is not as recognised as UOL&lt;br /&gt;: money - Have to find some student loans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;#2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Still study at SIM - Economics and Finance&lt;br /&gt;Degree awarded by UOL (University of London) - Exam Based&lt;br /&gt;2 years, starting Aug 08&lt;br /&gt;Closing Date: Mar 08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;UOL is more recognised&lt;br /&gt;: I can continue working and save up alittle more for the course Fees, take up less loans&lt;br /&gt;: At the same time, try enroll myself into other Local unis again. Who knows i might get into NUS or NTU business or SMU. heh.&lt;br /&gt;: Maybe my family might stike rich because of the "on block" thingy. and money wouldnt be an issue. HEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Its a long wait and i'm already a year late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;: Start later and the course is also longer. Which means Pay more and graduate later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now. i'm quite keen on the 2nd option.&lt;br /&gt;cos UOL is generally more recognised and with the extra time, i get to try enroll myself into the local Unis again. and who knows i might get a shot this time. (Cos our govt finally realise that only 1 out of 4 poly grads go into local Unis. So they're opening up more space for people like us.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Will a degree from a slightly more recognised uni make that much of a difference? after all, RMIT is one semester cheaper. and thats like saving $6k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; will that more expensive; recognised Degree get me a better job?Cos I'm thinking..I have a diploma and i'm also doing Sai kang, probably earning the same amount as an 'O' Level grad. So tell me.whats the point of it again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Am i an exam sort of person? Is UOL more stressful? can i do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm a year later than all poly students, and 2 years later than all JC students my age. HEH. i dont like the idea of that. and i hate waiting. i want to go to school Now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then again,&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; if i manage to get into some business course in NUS, NTU or SMU.. THEN the degree will make a whole lot of difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;The Risk is wait&lt;/u&gt;, and who knows i might get a degree that makes a whole lot of difference... but bear in mind that the probability is 1 out of ********** (heh. i dont know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wait&lt;/u&gt;. Dont get a degree that makes a whole lot of difference, but a more recognised degree that makes a little difference.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Dont wait.&lt;/u&gt; Get a cham-pa-lang degree that doesnt make that much of a difference anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dont wait:&lt;/u&gt; Chop chop, get it over and done with. cos the outcome of either one is the same. might ask well go the faster route.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"Am i making sense to you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. i'm complicating myself. HELP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh. just help me pick one pls. #1 or #2.&lt;br /&gt;AHH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5738637753088353884?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5738637753088353884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5738637753088353884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5738637753088353884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5738637753088353884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-typical.html' title='so typical'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6625249807269381978</id><published>2007-08-09T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:58:37.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its always better when we're together</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Say Hurray!, cos It's national day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Wanted to watch it from somewhere nearer, but we figured out that everywhere would be packed.&lt;br /&gt;So yes, tushan, marty, yuan shen and i went to pebble bay to watch the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;But guess what. Even Tg Rhu is jammed can. tsk. Whhaaatttt is thissss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;It was like the other time, when Dajie and i wanted to catch the Fireworks Preview from esplanade but ended up stuck at Suntec's carpark for about an hour till it was too late to watch anything. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. It was quite nice. We sat on a big open field which is pretty much people infested, chit chatted and waited for the fireworks to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtDI7QMcbI/AAAAAAAABhA/38RXENxZvbM/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096741223923478962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtDI7QMcbI/AAAAAAAABhA/38RXENxZvbM/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we saw physics in action too! oooo.&lt;br /&gt;When the first few fireworks went up, i started complaining, "ehh we're so far off that we cant even hear the sound la! tsk tsk." Then a few seconds later... "BOOM!"&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh... sound travels slower. haha&lt;br /&gt;(For a moment i thought it was going to rain. cos it was like surround sound. Heh.)&lt;br /&gt;COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCHbQMcYI/AAAAAAAABgo/aTCm3EZ6w_k/s1600-h/IMG_1676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740098642047362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCHbQMcYI/AAAAAAAABgo/aTCm3EZ6w_k/s320/IMG_1676.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCHrQMcZI/AAAAAAAABgw/N34aQRA7d8M/s1600-h/IMG_1679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740102937014674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCHrQMcZI/AAAAAAAABgw/N34aQRA7d8M/s320/IMG_1679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's botak marty after his first 2 weeks. Okay he looks the same. and AH! all my friends are "balding!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCH7QMcaI/AAAAAAAABg4/SeHWPZP-6i8/s1600-h/IMG_1684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096740107231981986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtCH7QMcaI/AAAAAAAABg4/SeHWPZP-6i8/s320/IMG_1684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here's our beloved Zone 2 DP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;okay some missing people here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs81rQMcUI/AAAAAAAABgI/vOU6yhJM3R0/s1600-h/Bondingday+(13).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734296141230402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs81rQMcUI/AAAAAAAABgI/vOU6yhJM3R0/s400/Bondingday+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. We decided to be crazy as a DP and wore school uniforms to church that day.&lt;br /&gt;and many of us are... &lt;u&gt;Overdue-d/ over aged&lt;/u&gt; students. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Like Sabby... graduated from KC like &lt;strong&gt;years&lt;/strong&gt; ago!.. and Joseph, working adult already, still dare to wear TPJC's uniform haha.&lt;br /&gt;But it was Fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;I wore jan L's MJC's uniform. haha zheyy macham only ah.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone agreed that i look like a JC student. YES!!! (but a CHAO LIAN JC student). haha whatever.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7krQMcLI/AAAAAAAABfA/e0cl8MlrydY/s1600-h/Bondingday+(15).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732904571826354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7krQMcLI/AAAAAAAABfA/e0cl8MlrydY/s320/Bondingday+(15).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7k7QMcMI/AAAAAAAABfI/LgZDIgTgkvI/s1600-h/Bondingday+(16).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732908866793666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7k7QMcMI/AAAAAAAABfI/LgZDIgTgkvI/s320/Bondingday+(16).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabby, Jan C, Lav, Jul.&lt;br /&gt;Can't imagine how much we've grown over the years :)&lt;br /&gt;i still rmb in 2004, just one year after we graduated from Sec school, all 4 of us "daring-ly" and "buay pai seh-y" wore our school uniforms down to orchard road JUST FOR FUN. haha so lame.&lt;br /&gt;and Sab jul and i wore our uniforms to work at some printing company that time JUST FOR FUN TOO! OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;forgive us. we were only 16 then. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sLQMcSI/AAAAAAAABf4/p7zSWj0eY1U/s1600-h/Bondingday+(29).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734132932473122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sLQMcSI/AAAAAAAABf4/p7zSWj0eY1U/s320/Bondingday+(29).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sLQMcRI/AAAAAAAABfw/z7jVPx-4ibU/s1600-h/Bondingday+(35).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734132932473106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sLQMcRI/AAAAAAAABfw/z7jVPx-4ibU/s320/Bondingday+(35).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominic and Ying hui (fake changkat students)&lt;br /&gt;Jul and sabby (Fake SAC and ex KC girl) - vote this as the funniest picture ever. haha. its candid.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7k7QMcNI/AAAAAAAABfQ/NiKYBRGjbIs/s1600-h/Bondingday+(31).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732908866793682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7k7QMcNI/AAAAAAAABfQ/NiKYBRGjbIs/s320/Bondingday+(31).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say "POLO!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7AbQMcII/AAAAAAAABeo/jm1Q0e8Foxc/s1600-h/Bondingday+(38).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732281801568386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7AbQMcII/AAAAAAAABeo/jm1Q0e8Foxc/s320/Bondingday+(38).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sbQMcTI/AAAAAAAABgA/LHTUhg4Mhh0/s1600-h/Bondingday+(39).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734137227440434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8sbQMcTI/AAAAAAAABgA/LHTUhg4Mhh0/s320/Bondingday+(39).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Then we decided to have more bonding time at Jan C's place with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;FONDUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. mmm.&lt;br /&gt;so its off to GIANT for some grocery shopping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7ArQMcJI/AAAAAAAABew/FWc6YZ8BBWU/s1600-h/Bondingday+(54).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732286096535698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7ArQMcJI/AAAAAAAABew/FWc6YZ8BBWU/s320/Bondingday+(54).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we invited quite a few stares and jammed that place for taking this picture. hhaa.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7ALQMcHI/AAAAAAAABeg/7c2HPEYbeqg/s1600-h/Bondingday+(44).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732277506601074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7ALQMcHI/AAAAAAAABeg/7c2HPEYbeqg/s320/Bondingday+(44).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8r7QMcPI/AAAAAAAABfg/THOYNZiZ-QU/s1600-h/Bondingday+(47).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734128637505778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8r7QMcPI/AAAAAAAABfg/THOYNZiZ-QU/s320/Bondingday+(47).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs9jLQMcVI/AAAAAAAABgQ/2HVjgqIVBTo/s1600-h/Bondingday+(49).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096735077825278290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs9jLQMcVI/AAAAAAAABgQ/2HVjgqIVBTo/s320/Bondingday+(49).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8r7QMcQI/AAAAAAAABfo/Rmzn5zUon7E/s1600-h/Bondingday+(51).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096734128637505794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs8r7QMcQI/AAAAAAAABfo/Rmzn5zUon7E/s320/Bondingday+(51).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs6_bQMcGI/AAAAAAAABeY/pVAqMyep0-Y/s1600-h/Bondingday+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So all that shopping led to this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs-lLQMcWI/AAAAAAAABgY/rKFR_CANr6E/s1600-h/Bondingday+(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096736211696644450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs-lLQMcWI/AAAAAAAABgY/rKFR_CANr6E/s400/Bondingday+(20).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMM......... OH MY goodness. look at the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we had marshmellows, apples, bananas, strawberries, waffles... ah!&lt;br /&gt;DIG IN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7lLQMcOI/AAAAAAAABfY/Y4zjHe4hK7M/s1600-h/Bondingday+(65).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096732913161760994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs7lLQMcOI/AAAAAAAABfY/Y4zjHe4hK7M/s320/Bondingday+(65).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us. looking so unglam, indulging in chocolate. haha. yummy.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I love you DP. heh hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh. and this is Zone 2. Where we come from. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs_orQMcXI/AAAAAAAABgg/If2OTAkH4tE/s1600-h/DSC_6285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096737371337814386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrs_orQMcXI/AAAAAAAABgg/If2OTAkH4tE/s400/DSC_6285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6625249807269381978?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6625249807269381978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6625249807269381978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6625249807269381978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6625249807269381978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/its-always-better-when-were-together.html' title='its always better when we&apos;re together'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrtDI7QMcbI/AAAAAAAABhA/38RXENxZvbM/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2535553034781147163</id><published>2007-08-07T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:06:42.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What about now</title><content type='html'>Yay. i got a job. Starting tmr.&lt;br /&gt;What short notice. they want me to start work even before interviewing me.&lt;br /&gt;Its Some marketing assistant thingy at some Company that is US based. and yes i'm back to working at changi south, behind expo, where IBM is. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully its not some 'sai-kang' admin job. and i'm not paid alot but reasonable. Since i'm only a temp staff working for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Dajie's response to this is: "oh no! you're going to go back to your aunty dressing again.!"&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay. whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;yay. income.! and goodbye my not so tai tai life. OFFICIALLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2535553034781147163?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2535553034781147163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2535553034781147163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2535553034781147163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2535553034781147163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/what-about-now.html' title='What about now'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-2599498273026526834</id><published>2007-08-07T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:33:34.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spread the love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;This is like some majorly overdued post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;But anyways. yes. i was just browsing through my Myanmar photos and it brought back alot of memories (because its the first and only mission trip i went to when i was in Cornerstone) haha&lt;br /&gt;so i thought why not post it here, just to archive my entire trip and let others see how Myanmar looks like. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed myself there.. The culture, the people, the food and everything made it so hard to leave. No wonder Pst Dan warned us not to get toooo attached! haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. Here goes.&lt;br /&gt;*and beware. its image heavy!* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhzkLQMcFI/AAAAAAAABeQ/VaMPcgFrVPo/s1600-h/Untitled-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095950043702915154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhzkLQMcFI/AAAAAAAABeQ/VaMPcgFrVPo/s320/Untitled-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cornerstone Yangon Youth camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrg9HLQMbKI/AAAAAAAABW4/hKyn6mFDV-0/s1600-h/07%2520youth%2520camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095890171858807970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrg9HLQMbKI/AAAAAAAABW4/hKyn6mFDV-0/s400/07%2520youth%2520camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is their &lt;strong&gt;youth ministry&lt;/strong&gt;. and guess what. they're called Generations too. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhN6rQMb9I/AAAAAAAABdQ/0ejRXuAgR8w/s1600-h/DSC00474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908648808116178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhN6rQMb9I/AAAAAAAABdQ/0ejRXuAgR8w/s320/DSC00474.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view from our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when you're there, everything seems so beautiful even though its actually quite run down. haha. okay. maybe its just me. heh.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Below: &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Uniquely Yangon&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- The street and their people.&lt;br /&gt;actually i think the pictures were taken quite well. haha (i took them!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtrQMb7I/AAAAAAAABdA/zjJ7E1PQPdU/s1600-h/DSC00497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908425469816754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtrQMb7I/AAAAAAAABdA/zjJ7E1PQPdU/s320/DSC00497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMjrQMbpI/AAAAAAAABaw/pPxDltbGeeY/s1600-h/DSC00745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907154159496850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMjrQMbpI/AAAAAAAABaw/pPxDltbGeeY/s320/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtbQMb4I/AAAAAAAABco/YY8Qz6TUdgo/s1600-h/DSC00524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908421174849410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtbQMb4I/AAAAAAAABco/YY8Qz6TUdgo/s320/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtrQMb6I/AAAAAAAABc4/6WpAPbrrjf4/s1600-h/DSC00519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908425469816738" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtrQMb6I/AAAAAAAABc4/6WpAPbrrjf4/s320/DSC00519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtbQMb5I/AAAAAAAABcw/wdd9qHRGaS8/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908421174849426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNtbQMb5I/AAAAAAAABcw/wdd9qHRGaS8/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Left:&lt;/strong&gt; Myanmar currency or rather Banana notes. WOOOooo. makes us feel so rich cos its all in thousands. oh and i was the finance keeper then haha. So i get to feel the "richest!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom Right:&lt;/strong&gt; That is actually their number plate? haha So chim looking. i think if we had this kind of number plate, all the summon aunty fatimahs will have a really hard time taking down our vehicle number. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhv2bQMcEI/AAAAAAAABeI/YPACUL9WkCo/s1600-h/DSC00667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095945959189016642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhv2bQMcEI/AAAAAAAABeI/YPACUL9WkCo/s320/DSC00667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907158454464178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMj7QMbrI/AAAAAAAABbA/v-ulXPSM92g/s320/DSC00482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMkLQMbsI/AAAAAAAABbI/9ftVp_MN7_U/s1600-h/DSC00490.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907162749431490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMkLQMbsI/AAAAAAAABbI/9ftVp_MN7_U/s320/DSC00490.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMkLQMbtI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1OnCaGcwLDI/s1600-h/DSC00698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907162749431506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMkLQMbtI/AAAAAAAABbQ/1OnCaGcwLDI/s320/DSC00698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;above left:&lt;/strong&gt; That says PEARL MILK TEA in Burmese. haha. CHIMILOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;above right:&lt;/strong&gt; and that's our bible in Burmese. CHIMILOGY again. haha its worst than reading chinese.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;than its their &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;water festival&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Its somewhat like their chinese new year there. but instead of ang pows, you get "showers of blessing" haha and apart from the whole religious cleansing purposes, the reason why the water festival is set during that week is because thats like the hottest time of the year! (40 degrees)&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yes. The people are crazy when it comes to getting you wet. - Pails, water hose and just about anything you can think of that contains water is your worst nightmare. Some of them even added ICE into some of the pails. So when the water gets to you, its shivering cold.&lt;br /&gt;Its like demon possessed really.... - Blasting techno music, Drunk people dancing (or rather most of them are drunk), vehicles &lt;u&gt;piled&lt;/u&gt; up with men blowing whistles, etc. Its chaotic!&lt;br /&gt;and we always get taxi's with no window, spoilt window, or we're just too late to wind up the windows. so we always end up wet before we even reach the church. haha simply hilarious. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMbnI/AAAAAAAABag/961gqMhPS04/s1600-h/DSC00760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906780497342066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMbnI/AAAAAAAABag/961gqMhPS04/s320/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMOLQMboI/AAAAAAAABao/NTB9gYYISD8/s1600-h/DSC00754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906784792309378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMOLQMboI/AAAAAAAABao/NTB9gYYISD8/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how the people are packed into one van? - thats their public transport. heh&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLoLQMbcI/AAAAAAAABZI/dHe2OJExXNQ/s1600-h/DSC00872.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906131957280194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLoLQMbcI/AAAAAAAABZI/dHe2OJExXNQ/s320/DSC00872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095896004424396194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCarQMbaI/AAAAAAAABY4/m8pLn3Z07sY/s320/wet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes. Thats the part we all get wet. Donovan always gets to sit in the middle. so chris and i are always the ones blocking all the attacks.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL5rQMbfI/AAAAAAAABZg/P1tdgd0p--0/s1600-h/DSC00861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906432604990962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL5rQMbfI/AAAAAAAABZg/P1tdgd0p--0/s320/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLobQMbeI/AAAAAAAABZY/MiQAJ2OGKlY/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906136252247522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLobQMbeI/AAAAAAAABZY/MiQAJ2OGKlY/s320/DSC00862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for cab. and Look at their faces.. The weather is really very hot. haha&lt;br /&gt;The cab fare usually varies. We have to bargain for a good price cos they tend to Ke-tok us foreigners. haha So its always better to get a local to do the bargaining for you! :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhN6rQMb-I/AAAAAAAABdY/czQRvH3m0XY/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908648808116194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhN6rQMb-I/AAAAAAAABdY/czQRvH3m0XY/s320/DSC00373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMj7QMbrI/AAAAAAAABbA/v-ulXPSM92g/s1600-h/DSC00482.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the small lane leading into the Church. Its really kampong i tell you. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL5rQMbgI/AAAAAAAABZo/nvfP2B5sj4c/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906432604990978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL5rQMbgI/AAAAAAAABZo/nvfP2B5sj4c/s320/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMjrQMbqI/AAAAAAAABa4/Ypi8ptnAYNw/s1600-h/DSC00714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907154159496866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMjrQMbqI/AAAAAAAABa4/Ypi8ptnAYNw/s320/DSC00714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids by the streets and the very adorable neighbours of pst san-min.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Pst san-min's house is just next to the church. or in fact, its almost part of the church building. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbVI/AAAAAAAABYQ/PK7Kfn-uqIw/s1600-h/lav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895673711914322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbVI/AAAAAAAABYQ/PK7Kfn-uqIw/s320/lav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIbQMbuI/AAAAAAAABbY/XOTuBMTPThs/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907785519689442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIbQMbuI/AAAAAAAABbY/XOTuBMTPThs/s320/DSC00694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their sleeping premises.&lt;br /&gt;think your bed is too hard? check out theirs.&lt;br /&gt;they sleep right at the back where we usually conduct our services. and guess what. right beside them is the toilet and the pigs. heh imagine the smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNarQMb1I/AAAAAAAABcQ/G-d8SrvEJt4/s1600-h/DSC00602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908099052302162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNarQMb1I/AAAAAAAABcQ/G-d8SrvEJt4/s320/DSC00602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toilet and bathing facilities. - that shed at the back is where the pigs are .&lt;br /&gt;heh. i usually tahan the whole day and before going back into the hotel for whatever 'business' i have instead of settling it there. haha&lt;br /&gt;cos yes. i'm pampered. - put me into the jungle, yes im okay. but give me a nice toilet pls..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;campers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;The kids are really so cute. Some alittle "over-aged" for youth camp haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNarQMb2I/AAAAAAAABcY/Hal4BSOy_4s/s1600-h/DSC00597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908099052302178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNarQMb2I/AAAAAAAABcY/Hal4BSOy_4s/s320/DSC00597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIrQMbwI/AAAAAAAABbo/mm15kncSbzA/s1600-h/DSC00658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907789814656770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIrQMbwI/AAAAAAAABbo/mm15kncSbzA/s320/DSC00658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLobQMbdI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ZyX7QrPEIDk/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906136252247506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLobQMbdI/AAAAAAAABZQ/ZyX7QrPEIDk/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNabQMb0I/AAAAAAAABcI/WCrlJd3DFvM/s1600-h/DSC00608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908094757334850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNabQMb0I/AAAAAAAABcI/WCrlJd3DFvM/s320/DSC00608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them during praise and worship and Don speaking to one of the youths. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNabQMbzI/AAAAAAAABcA/wdtyfSAfoj0/s1600-h/DSC00616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908094757334834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNabQMbzI/AAAAAAAABcA/wdtyfSAfoj0/s320/DSC00616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. this has nothing to do with anything. Its just one of Don's spastic moments haha. Good thing i didnt put the other more embarrassing photographs of him okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNa7QMb3I/AAAAAAAABcg/gNG_UI8H6FI/s1600-h/DSC00557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908103347269490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNa7QMb3I/AAAAAAAABcg/gNG_UI8H6FI/s320/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbjI/AAAAAAAABaA/GdQPxlaDsAk/s1600-h/DSC00790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906436899958322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbjI/AAAAAAAABaA/GdQPxlaDsAk/s320/DSC00790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pst san-min and i. he's the cutest pastor ever.&lt;br /&gt;"smiling!" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;above right:&lt;/strong&gt; Their electricity is powered by a generator. So the power goes out like in the middle of the service etc. That was one of those times when we had to make do with a candle in order to see what we were eating for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIbQMbvI/AAAAAAAABbg/I1t06e331GM/s1600-h/DSC00672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907785519689458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIbQMbvI/AAAAAAAABbg/I1t06e331GM/s320/DSC00672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNt7QMb8I/AAAAAAAABdI/pf6vtTHAbJQ/s1600-h/DSC00495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095908429764784066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNt7QMb8I/AAAAAAAABdI/pf6vtTHAbJQ/s320/DSC00495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food glorious food.&lt;br /&gt;Okay not my kind of food. but some of them are really nice. Especially the soups.&lt;br /&gt;and we get served like by the church helpers and PASTORS who are way older than we are.&lt;br /&gt;oh my. its humility and servant hood i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;All that we did during their camp. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCaLQMbXI/AAAAAAAABYg/HH74LuheB1A/s1600-h/squirrel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895995834461554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCaLQMbXI/AAAAAAAABYg/HH74LuheB1A/s320/squirrel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taught them the hunter, squirrel, and tree game. haha.really funny. - and there is Dajie the squirrel.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and When peihan and team went, they taught them the banana dance. so this time we taught them the chicken dance. haha Seriously. they're just so simple. They can have so much fun with such simple games that we people complain is its too boring. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNI7QMbyI/AAAAAAAABb4/2onGIyB4K7E/s1600-h/DSC00622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907794109624098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNI7QMbyI/AAAAAAAABb4/2onGIyB4K7E/s320/DSC00622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they taught me some Burmese song with actions and all. haha its really FUN. and then one of the nights the campers made me sing and do the actions with them. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Us. Preaching and teaching the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMNrQMbkI/AAAAAAAABaI/PNDZSod743Q/s1600-h/DSC00800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906776202374722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMNrQMbkI/AAAAAAAABaI/PNDZSod743Q/s320/DSC00800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMblI/AAAAAAAABaQ/n6CWOlKZ_qw/s1600-h/DSC00722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906780497342034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMblI/AAAAAAAABaQ/n6CWOlKZ_qw/s320/DSC00722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMbmI/AAAAAAAABaY/gpQxlh3-qeg/s1600-h/DSC00546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906780497342050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhMN7QMbmI/AAAAAAAABaY/gpQxlh3-qeg/s320/DSC00546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhce7QMcCI/AAAAAAAABd4/00epLdFAr0M/s1600-h/DSC00897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095924664741163042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhce7QMcCI/AAAAAAAABd4/00epLdFAr0M/s320/DSC00897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom:&lt;/strong&gt; Dajie preparing for his message and delivering the message. (he's their so called Korean superstar. haha) - oh no and i miss his hair. heh. okay nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhce7QMcDI/AAAAAAAABeA/NpTJoZ8P8GQ/s1600-h/DSC00884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095924664741163058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrhce7QMcDI/AAAAAAAABeA/NpTJoZ8P8GQ/s320/DSC00884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbUI/AAAAAAAABYI/BY22I8hFbOQ/s1600-h/dajie%2520preaching3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895673711914306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbUI/AAAAAAAABYI/BY22I8hFbOQ/s320/dajie%2520preaching3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHLQMbSI/AAAAAAAABX4/q0O-dck1Fy8/s1600-h/2nd%2520day.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895669416946978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHLQMbSI/AAAAAAAABX4/q0O-dck1Fy8/s320/2nd%2520day.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbhI/AAAAAAAABZw/aqQKQnIMFRQ/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906436899958290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbhI/AAAAAAAABZw/aqQKQnIMFRQ/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above left:&lt;/strong&gt; Chris and i taught them the song, Freedom we know , and got them to dance with us. dajie played the electric and don was on the drums. (KEYBOARD DRUMS to be exact haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above Right&lt;/strong&gt;: oh and Thats my first debut in Myanmar leading praise and worship with Mary (pst san-min's 2nd daughter.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom left&lt;/strong&gt;: that fan i'm holding is our&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; LIFE SAVER&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for a very hot weather. haha :) oh and that's the living room of pst san-min's house. where we rest, have our meals and chit chat in before each service.. its really crampy though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCabQMbYI/AAAAAAAABYo/gtnP444nryQ/s1600-h/team%2540pst%2527s%2520house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095896000129428866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCabQMbYI/AAAAAAAABYo/gtnP444nryQ/s320/team%2540pst%2527s%2520house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095907789814656786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhNIrQMbxI/AAAAAAAABbw/xHNAitmSCqU/s320/DSC00644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLoLQMbbI/AAAAAAAABZA/qbFc9romdr0/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906131957280178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhLoLQMbbI/AAAAAAAABZA/qbFc9romdr0/s320/DSC00939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbiI/AAAAAAAABZ4/yMTlL6EqfL8/s1600-h/DSC00821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095906436899958306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhL57QMbiI/AAAAAAAABZ4/yMTlL6EqfL8/s320/DSC00821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them sending us off on the last night and here we are at the hotel for some good rest.&lt;br /&gt;Luxury man! haha we ordered room service because we were so hungry and tired and We couldnt ta bao because all the shops are closed for their festive season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCabQMbZI/AAAAAAAABYw/yxKu0HJT7ic/s1600-h/team%2520n%2520pst%2520san%2520min.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095896000129428882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCabQMbZI/AAAAAAAABYw/yxKu0HJT7ic/s320/team%2520n%2520pst%2520san%2520min.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;above:&lt;/strong&gt; us with pst san-min outside church&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbTI/AAAAAAAABYA/PZHFSq1b3Rg/s1600-h/dajie%2520n%2520xiao%2520ming.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895673711914290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHbQMbTI/AAAAAAAABYA/PZHFSq1b3Rg/s320/dajie%2520n%2520xiao%2520ming.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHrQMbWI/AAAAAAAABYY/fJ6wiQb2VKw/s1600-h/lav%2520n%2520me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095895678006881634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhCHrQMbWI/AAAAAAAABYY/fJ6wiQb2VKw/s320/lav%2520n%2520me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dajie and "XIAO MING" haha. the very cute Burmese boy that looks so chinese.; Chris and I.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Yup and that our team! haha (what were the guys thinking seriously)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrg9jrQMbRI/AAAAAAAABXw/iUDpanKvq8U/s1600-h/team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095890661485079826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rrg9jrQMbRI/AAAAAAAABXw/iUDpanKvq8U/s400/team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. that pretty much sums up everything about the trip. Yay! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-2599498273026526834?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/2599498273026526834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=2599498273026526834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2599498273026526834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/2599498273026526834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/spread-love.html' title='Spread the love.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrhzkLQMcFI/AAAAAAAABeQ/VaMPcgFrVPo/s72-c/Untitled-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4025423168433608013</id><published>2007-08-06T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:10:25.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 stars on Red and white.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sang like a MAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(they didnt transpose the song so i'm like stuck in the key of D.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;went off key like countless times.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay. He still did it. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then pst dan had a last min song request. HOME. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For a split second i thought he wanted us to sing Chris Daughtry's Home. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then he said no, the national day Home. OHHHh.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thatttt&lt;/u&gt; &lt;u&gt;Home&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OH wells. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good thing i sang it when everyone was returning to their seats and people actually "waved" and sang along. haha. Thanks Geners.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if not it will be super WEIRD.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECRET secret desire&lt;/strong&gt;: This is so dumb. but actually.. i've always day-dreamed about myself doing some solo singing performance in my secondary school on national day. haha you know, like get picked to perform a national day song. or hoping that they'd have some singing competition for national day that kinda thing. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean. i like singing national day songs maaa. (the old ones of course)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i know.i know. Dont bother saying anything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha Told you it was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SECRET secret Desire&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but back then i didnt think i could sing. what more even join a competition. haa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;national day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Its coming soon!&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll miss this year's national day parade cos i'll be sending Dajie off to camp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but its okay! cos there's still the encore telecast and i just &lt;u&gt;might&lt;/u&gt; catch the fireworks at night!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ugh. i didnt manage to get any tickets this year and i really wanted to see the parade live.&lt;br /&gt;The last time i went for the parade was in Sec 3? i Dragged along aiping to watch the parade with my mum and her P5 students. haha and it was so fun.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. Don't you find it weird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cos the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;National Day parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the &lt;u&gt;only time&lt;/u&gt; you feel so enthusiastic about everything and anything about Singapore. and its the only time when we actually sing the national anthem the loudest. or its probably the only time we feel so patriotic about being a Singaporean. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;But I am &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;proud to be a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha honestly i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And i thank God that he has placed me in this nation. A nation that is like a safety shelter, one that allows me to live in peace and not in fear, one that gives me a freedom of choice and religion, and one that is under the influence of good leaders.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we think to ourselves - if only i was an American, or a Japanese.. or we always dream of leaving this country in search of a better life, maybe in Australia or sth....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Come on.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; The&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;grass always&lt;u&gt; seems&lt;/u&gt; greener on the other side&lt;/span&gt;. In reality, it may not be so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we should start seeing how privilege we are being called, - Singaporeans.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We're all here for a reason. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And its all in His perfect plan that we're born in Singapore and not somewhere like in errm Mozambique or sth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So What's our place? i know its not just to stick out like a thorn in the flesh and be a "pollution" to this society. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But we have a part to play.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a difference. and I know its impossible to change the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i can change whats in the sphere of my influence.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So if you want to be a world changer, influence the one beside you first. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its a good start. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Once again. Its easier said than done. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but we can all DOB. nope not Date Of Birth. but Do our Best. haha errm right....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay Lets dob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AUDACIOUS COMMITTEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The camp comm sang to the song, 'Nessum Dorma' and 'All Day', Threw our face on the floor + stepped on it a few times, to give you the Best Publicity stint ever.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Sacrificed our face for good publicity. (especially jason chua. haha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Truly Audacious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYi7QMbII/AAAAAAAABWo/8sLDZyo7WAA/s1600-h/DSC_0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095498122949061762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYi7QMbII/AAAAAAAABWo/8sLDZyo7WAA/s320/DSC_0051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYi7QMbJI/AAAAAAAABWw/5msErhG57Jw/s1600-h/DSC_0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095498122949061778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYi7QMbJI/AAAAAAAABWw/5msErhG57Jw/s320/DSC_0063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During rehearsal was even funnier. laugh until i cannot maaaake it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYibQMbHI/AAAAAAAABWg/DqlCK3kdYiI/s1600-h/DSC_0042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095498114359127154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYibQMbHI/AAAAAAAABWg/DqlCK3kdYiI/s320/DSC_0042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the highlight of this picture isnt my face.&lt;br /&gt;Its Janice Chiang looking as if she's possessed. hahaha. Jiu wo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;**&lt;strong&gt;Jan&lt;/strong&gt;: you really crack me up this few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4025423168433608013?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4025423168433608013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4025423168433608013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4025423168433608013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4025423168433608013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/5-stairs-on-red-and-white.html' title='5 stars on Red and white.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrbYi7QMbII/AAAAAAAABWo/8sLDZyo7WAA/s72-c/DSC_0051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1049647951847748096</id><published>2007-08-04T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T02:51:26.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me when will you be mine :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life without Jesus, is like a donut.&lt;br /&gt;There's a whole in the middle of your heart.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I need &lt;strong&gt;Him&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(i cant do it w/o him. booo. help!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donuts&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yes&lt;/span&gt; i need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;donuts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jiu wo. :(&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donuts.&lt;/span&gt;Donuts.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.Donuts.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Donuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Donuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Donuts.&lt;/span&gt;Donuts.&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Donuts&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want &lt;u&gt;Donuts.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1049647951847748096?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1049647951847748096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1049647951847748096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1049647951847748096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1049647951847748096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/tell-me-when-will-you-be-mine.html' title='Tell me when will you be mine :)'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-8572799767279294053</id><published>2007-08-03T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T18:40:13.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme gimme.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Muscle aches&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; so bad, i cant move. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt; and its making me sick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this post is really just the result of my boredom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I'm craving for &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Donuts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. So pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(esp anything with &lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; sugar or &lt;u&gt;chocolate&lt;/u&gt; toppings. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mmm&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;UGH. Cravings so bad, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to hallucinate and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; seeing donuts flying around. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrLzn7QMbGI/AAAAAAAABWY/nfJmYLVp4uY/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094401995755514978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrLzn7QMbGI/AAAAAAAABWY/nfJmYLVp4uY/s400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Crab crab!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i want to eat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chilli&lt;/span&gt; crab and man &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tou&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;u&gt;Salted veg&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Feel like eating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; salty now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I'm excited about starting work.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why also cos i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;havent&lt;/span&gt; even got a job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Money&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I need money. Financially tight in the family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I need &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;retail therapy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. IF i had the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;School.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel like being a student all over again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; so Excited about going Uni next year. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;. but boo to SIM.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; a UNI student. No. its so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt;-imaginable. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I want to build more relationship. Genuine ones.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop thinking that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; alone and that everyone hates me. (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously. but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;nvm&lt;/span&gt; about that. its complicated. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;nono&lt;/span&gt;. more like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; making myself feel complicated.&lt;br /&gt;this is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;badd&lt;/span&gt;.. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;wayyyy&lt;/span&gt; to sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Yes i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sheeps&lt;/span&gt;, ex &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;sheeps&lt;/span&gt;, friends....&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; show too well, cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; not that good at showing others i care.&lt;br /&gt;but i really do. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the whole point of posting this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yes. i have muscle aches. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; bored.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Off to worship rehearsal i go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-8572799767279294053?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/8572799767279294053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=8572799767279294053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8572799767279294053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/8572799767279294053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/gimme-gimme.html' title='gimme gimme.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrLzn7QMbGI/AAAAAAAABWY/nfJmYLVp4uY/s72-c/18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-4261628272415286732</id><published>2007-08-03T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T05:13:26.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>photographed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Squash is the best way to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too sure how true that is.. but i'm definitely having serious muscle aches now. :)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrI4_bQMbFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PoX9KB9cW9U/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094196790808046674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrI4_bQMbFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PoX9KB9cW9U/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its quite dumb cos when i finally decide to utilize the squash court at my place, its under renovation! Tsk tsk. So i went to somewhere in Serangoon to play. SIAO!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Anyways. Playing squash is all part of my &lt;u&gt;maintain&lt;/u&gt; , &lt;u&gt;keep fit&lt;/u&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;+ &lt;u&gt;lose some extra tummy fats&lt;/u&gt; Plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;I got Tushan to teach me how.. and Trust me. its not easy.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the last time i played it with my aunty, she gave me a &lt;strong&gt;huge blue black &lt;/strong&gt;the shape of squash ball, on my thigh. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.. there's so much of foot work, bending here and there, Running up and down and PICKING UP OF BALLS to be done. heh. and Tushan kept shouting, Run Run!, Lock your wrist!, Full Swing full swing!, aiyooo.. so stressful. haha&lt;br /&gt;at least im getting better at it. I THINK. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;+ i motivated Tushan to start working out again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;So its more squash next week. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had our monthly DP meeting at delia's place. Tushan drove me down and i was so happy that i got there at like 7.30pm sharp. Only to realise that DP actually starts at 7pm and everyone was waiting for me. How dumb. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after that, Some of us or in fact almost all of us, went down for lim teh and makaning. we talked, we laughed and we actually Did bond together as a DP that day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I like it that way. and i'm glad we're planning to do it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got home, Ben and friends were already waiting for me at my place to pick me up to meet the rest at jasmine's place before we went for supper AGAIN!!!. HEH. SUPPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So much for playing squash, keeping fit and maintaining! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094177291656522690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrInQbQMa8I/AAAAAAAABVI/yk1j0yYPTlg/s400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIqsLQMa_I/AAAAAAAABVg/VnsO7K1pE_s/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIrIrQMbAI/AAAAAAAABVo/S-e06zs_vls/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIw5LQMbDI/AAAAAAAABWA/fggDr-nqVDg/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094187887340842034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIw5LQMbDI/AAAAAAAABWA/fggDr-nqVDg/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIw4rQMbCI/AAAAAAAABV4/28Dqa_QYwNA/s1600-h/P1010266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094187878750907426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIw4rQMbCI/AAAAAAAABV4/28Dqa_QYwNA/s320/P1010266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIvTrQMbBI/AAAAAAAABVw/B2txrZ-7N0I/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094186143584119826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrIvTrQMbBI/AAAAAAAABVw/B2txrZ-7N0I/s400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had such an overdose of durian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we had like 12 durians? 8 small 4 big. haha and the 3 of us GIRLs ate the most. The guys practically just sat there and watch us eat.&lt;br /&gt;OHOH! One of the uncle didnt zip up his pants! and he was squatting in front us on the table. OH my goodness. haha zzz&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what else happened.. but i was laughing alot. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and That wasnt the end. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;we went down to Hong kong cafe for more late night supper that day.&lt;br /&gt;Every time i eat, i eat alot. so they kept saying that i'm some 7th month ghost that came out early this year! TSK TSK haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ehhh i'm not that GIAN peng right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrInurQMa9I/AAAAAAAABVQ/OVS5B8uHFd0/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094177811347565522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrInurQMa9I/AAAAAAAABVQ/OVS5B8uHFd0/s400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my late night eating habits are getting out of hand heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today's camp comm meeting is simply hilarious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i think i laughed for... who knows how long. haha. its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;this year's Committee is truly AUDACIOUS. haha&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;my not so TAI TAI life will end really soonnn..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Interviews coming up next week and i just MIGHT be starting work next next week. IF i get hired.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really excited about going to UNI in jan. IF i can get in. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually. i really like school. errm.. maybe i said that too soon. haha. we'll see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-4261628272415286732?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/4261628272415286732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=4261628272415286732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4261628272415286732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/4261628272415286732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='photographed.'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RrI4_bQMbFI/AAAAAAAABWQ/PoX9KB9cW9U/s72-c/17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-1647333465820911438</id><published>2007-07-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T22:34:43.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where'd you go, i miss you so</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meyer learnt a new command recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and that is &lt;strong&gt;"OUT!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum uses that on him for like every 2 mins when he attempts to walk into the kitchen while she's cooking. heh&lt;br /&gt;it only works when you say it really loudly. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im reminded of the indescribable video that was played on one of the sunday services. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He is that BIG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and for a BIG GOD like Him who created the universe and every living thing, He still chose to love you and I, despite the very fact that we are so so so small and so undeserving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Indescribable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;after the video ended, a still small voice was saying, do you know how much you mean to me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it wasnt audible la. but i knew it was Him speaking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the many times that i've disappointed him, felt so small, undeserving and forgotten.. i know &lt;strong&gt;He still loves me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He even knows the number of hairs on my head. keeping count even as i start losing some throughout the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How cool is my Dad.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Staying at home alone the whole day Puts your mind into Thinking Mode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess I need to stop thinking about how loserish i am and move on.&lt;br /&gt;Need a breath of Fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time Lav.&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-1647333465820911438?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/1647333465820911438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=1647333465820911438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1647333465820911438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/1647333465820911438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/07/whered-you-go-i-miss-you-so.html' title='where&apos;d you go, i miss you so'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-5986205727751114256</id><published>2007-07-30T16:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T19:09:41.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet me half way across the sky</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goodbye marty dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This was before emo marty got enlisted. heh. Another one down.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2xxLQMayI/AAAAAAAABT4/ewYi7oY0Tts/s1600-h/CIMG0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092922212018318114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2xxLQMayI/AAAAAAAABT4/ewYi7oY0Tts/s320/CIMG0416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways..Mr Tushan bought us dinner at The steakhouse! hurray! :)&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt intended that it was his treat but he just decided that we didnt have to pay him back. Aww man.&lt;br /&gt;So greatful. really. haha saved me like 50bucks. heh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so broke lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zS7QMa0I/AAAAAAAABUI/gNrp7ikWaxE/s1600-h/CIMG0324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092923891350530882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zS7QMa0I/AAAAAAAABUI/gNrp7ikWaxE/s320/CIMG0324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2xxbQMazI/AAAAAAAABUA/fZ3vVBmpKIQ/s1600-h/CIMG0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zTLQMa1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/bF8Qh3tFdgY/s1600-h/CIMG0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092923895645498194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zTLQMa1I/AAAAAAAABUQ/bF8Qh3tFdgY/s320/CIMG0325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much time before the movie. so we went for some light snacks, drinks and some chit chatting session at some really nice place. bla bla&lt;br /&gt;and Marty bought us calamaris.&lt;br /&gt;Well i calculated.. and its like&lt;u&gt; $1 per ring&lt;/u&gt;. JIU WO. day light robbery. but nvm. dont ask so much, just eat. heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! The simpsons! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Its lamely funny. but i guess that the whole point of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I told dajie that its his kind of stupid lame show. and true enough, he liked it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But Stupid martin slpt throughout the show. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zTrQMa2I/AAAAAAAABUY/pU6NTQpBKx4/s1600-h/CIMG0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092923904235432802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2zTrQMa2I/AAAAAAAABUY/pU6NTQpBKx4/s320/CIMG0457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2wprQMavI/AAAAAAAABTg/oH6p3VLtX0o/s1600-h/CIMG0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting i saved money on transport too.&lt;br /&gt;As usual Tushan picked me up and sent me home .&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;so my total spendings that day was well within my budget! :) :)&lt;br /&gt;I am really so greatful. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tU7QMarI/AAAAAAAABTA/6Ctw-HspGUA/s1600-h/P1010193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092917328640502450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tU7QMarI/AAAAAAAABTA/6Ctw-HspGUA/s320/P1010193.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally i got my queen sized bed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**jul. we dont have to slp on the sofa anymore! haha**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my mum bought for me the cheapest bed frame, cheapest mattress and the cheapest everything that we could find from Courts and ikea. haha.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Even my laptop, yup it's the cheapest of the cheapest range that was on DISCOUNT. haha&lt;br /&gt;and not forgetting the Dog. It's Free! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Quite sad la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i really dont mind? money is so hard to come by.and at least im not expected to pay for my own furniture. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;JUST THAT i dont understand why she gets the better stuff. like her mattress is at least 4k? (siao! what kind of mattress is so expensive. heh practically slping on gold. haha) and yes. mine is only errm 1/10 of her's. haha. Her laptop is 3k? and mine is errm 1/3 of her's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eh. who says only child gets the best? haha.&lt;br /&gt;nah. but thats not the point. My parents always gave me what i needed and nothing less. In fact more. :)&lt;br /&gt;so it Doesnt matter if its the cheapest. its still something&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq20WbQMa3I/AAAAAAAABUg/wVfLwpYfyHI/s1600-h/c+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092925050991700850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq20WbQMa3I/AAAAAAAABUg/wVfLwpYfyHI/s320/c+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tVbQMatI/AAAAAAAABTQ/nmI4YQu3BrM/s1600-h/P1010197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092917337230437074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tVbQMatI/AAAAAAAABTQ/nmI4YQu3BrM/s320/P1010197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tU7QMasI/AAAAAAAABTI/I53LfOHaJ_8/s1600-h/P1010196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092917328640502466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2tU7QMasI/AAAAAAAABTI/I53LfOHaJ_8/s320/P1010196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS. i think anyone would agree that my previous room is much nicer and more youthful than the current one. (other than the ugly bed sheet that my mum bought, cos its like only $10! haha)&lt;br /&gt;so why bother moving into the guest room right. tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the room is so much bigger, has an attached toilet and wardrobe space.!&lt;br /&gt;the wardrobe in my previous room is less than half of what you see in the picture up there okay. My clothes cant even fit. HEH&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;So next step is buy some paint and start painting.&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEOPLE.. my house is available for sleepover now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;oO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092911637808835202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2oJrQMaoI/AAAAAAAABSo/S_eTmkkU0pg/s400/dajie.png" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2t7bQMauI/AAAAAAAABTY/HeHxhySPHAM/s1600-h/P1010171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092917990065466082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2t7bQMauI/AAAAAAAABTY/HeHxhySPHAM/s400/P1010171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2rn7QMapI/AAAAAAAABSw/nSopXMjU8i4/s1600-h/Dnl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092915456034761362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2rn7QMapI/AAAAAAAABSw/nSopXMjU8i4/s320/Dnl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2roLQMaqI/AAAAAAAABS4/OvVFQGIGZgU/s1600-h/dnl4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092915460329728674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2roLQMaqI/AAAAAAAABS4/OvVFQGIGZgU/s320/dnl4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh!. the 2nd picture was taken at boat quay? (okay like anyone can tell. haha)&lt;br /&gt;The ambiance there is really nice and there's this bar/pub or whatever it was, there that has a live band that plays really good cover music (Its where the White Stamford Raffles is standing)&lt;br /&gt;I'm so impressed.&lt;br /&gt;The lead singer sounds like Chris daughtry. WOOOO. :)&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i'm thinking. why bother posting this two pictures when it looks practically the same. heh.&lt;br /&gt;nvm. Dajie is wearing sth different. haha&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Its 6! Daddy is screaming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;time for dinner with my folks. :)&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-5986205727751114256?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/5986205727751114256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=5986205727751114256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5986205727751114256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/5986205727751114256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/07/meet-me-half-way-across-sky.html' title='meet me half way across the sky'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/Rq2xxLQMayI/AAAAAAAABT4/ewYi7oY0Tts/s72-c/CIMG0416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6705604569879805282</id><published>2007-07-26T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T10:21:11.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sepia tone loving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqgAwbQMajI/AAAAAAAABSA/_f7snJRoFVo/s1600-h/oldies8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091320210691746354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqgAwbQMajI/AAAAAAAABSA/_f7snJRoFVo/s400/oldies8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLDIES BUT GOODIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Suddenly i have this thing for oldies once again. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gold 90 FM.&lt;br /&gt;Classic Hits, All day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Michael Buble&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he makes it seems so effortless. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and so.. romantically sexy? if you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;haha okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqgDOrQMalI/AAAAAAAABSQ/SSsY1_-wGbM/s1600-h/michael-buble-sm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091322929406044754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqgDOrQMalI/AAAAAAAABSQ/SSsY1_-wGbM/s400/michael-buble-sm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;oh wells.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I havent slpt since Wednesday 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;and i cant seem to sleep even though i'm really really tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;The room seems to be spinning when i lie down.&lt;br /&gt;how strange.&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/8149310345561616815-6705604569879805282?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6705604569879805282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6705604569879805282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6705604569879805282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6705604569879805282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/07/sepia-tone-loving.html' title='sepia tone loving'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqgAwbQMajI/AAAAAAAABSA/_f7snJRoFVo/s72-c/oldies8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-6501937809105354189</id><published>2007-07-24T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T22:44:32.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let me show you the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A WHOLE LOT OF THINGS TO SAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OH! i helped a blind woman at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;buona&lt;/span&gt; vista yesterday. :) :)&lt;br /&gt;She was in the station and she just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;couldnt&lt;/span&gt; make up which direction to go. I have no idea why la. cos she could only walk towards her left or right. but she kept using her stick to hit the wall &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;infront&lt;/span&gt; of her. then she stood there looking so lost.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm just shocked that &lt;u&gt;NO ONE &lt;/u&gt;actually stopped to help her? Everyone just walked passed. and its not like its not obvious that the woman is blind and needed help. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TSK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;TSK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what is with Singaporeans nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;so i walked from the other end towards her and asked if she needed help. walked her to the escalator, down the station and to the bus stop (which i have no idea where it was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;) blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and here's the climax of it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's this irritating woman. (looks like she's from China)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I TELL YOU. she has functioning eyes but she's so blind. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;walked right up and tripped over the blind woman's stick. the stick dropped and the blind woman almost fell (good thing she held on to me) and The woman &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even say SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;she just kept grabbing her foot, starred at the blind woman, and said "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;aiyo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;aiyo&lt;/span&gt;! my leg, walk also never walk properly...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt;" (i mean she said it all in Chinese la). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh my goodness. i really feel like slapping her. she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; even help pick up the stick. just gave that kind of stupid irritating face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;then her male colleague (i assume) picked the stick up and apologised on behalf of her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sometimes people are just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;SOOOOO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;SLAPPABLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i went to visit my grandpa at the hospital again.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When he saw me, he smiled, held my hands and closed his eyes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;You could see tears welling up at the corners of his eyes. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know why, but i think he's just holding back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Later, I gave him his favourite foot scratch, let him listen to some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;chinese&lt;/span&gt; christian music, and he fell asleep. So my mum and aunt went down for coffee but i decided to stay back, just to be with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Then i really wanted to cry too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Its painful to see him suffer like that. But at least i know for sure where he's going when he leaves us.&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Now, the family is deciding to put him into &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hospice care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, which is like $200 a day. and 30 day would come up to about $6000. and divided by 6 siblings, each would have to pay about $1000 a month, 3 months would be $3000 each.&lt;br /&gt;Where to find that kind of money.&lt;br /&gt;Sometime back, the Doctors said that he'll live for about 4 more months. and now its &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;, and doctors say he'll live for another 3 more months. Somehow, the time gets longer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Anyways, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; really approve about the hospice thingy. (although my views are never taken into consideration in this family), but i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; like the idea. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I really think my grandpa would like to stay home and be with the people he loves and not be around other sick old people who usually groan and mourn when they are in pain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He totally understands why we would want put him into the hospice. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;thats&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;becos&lt;/span&gt; my grandma cant take care of him and he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; have a choice anyways. But i know he'd rather not be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my mum and all my aunties are all anticipating that he'll die in 3 months. So they "jokingly" put it that way, that if he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;doesnt&lt;/span&gt; die in 3 months, we'll have to fork out more money.&lt;br /&gt;My grandpa is strong. if he can live another 4 months, i KNOW he can live for more than 3 months again. and He has the Will to live.&lt;br /&gt;I know my relatives are trying to be practical. but i hate the fact that they want to put him into the hospice and start anticipating his death. Put it that way, hoping that he leaves in 3 months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hate it hate it hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Besides, i can foresee that once he's there, people would stop visiting him everyday because its so convenient, No one needs to take care of him anymore, and he'll be left there to die like in some old folks home.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The other alternative is that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bring my grandpa back home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and roster each family member to come look after him.&lt;br /&gt;okay, not a bad idea. but who has got the time! and besides, its in the wee hours of the morning that he requires people to be around him just in case &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; happens and not just from 6pm-9pm kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I suggested that we should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;get a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. like a maid who is trained in such a way that they look after sick elderly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;less than $800 a month. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;its affordable, my grandpa gets to be home, my grandma has someone to take care of the house, cook for her etc.. Why not!&lt;br /&gt;my mum agrees with me, but knowing my grandma, she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;wouldnt&lt;/span&gt; want it cos she says she'll end up serving the maid instead. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. and she's not used to an outsider in the house.&lt;br /&gt;but its all about getting use to and crossing your fingers that you'll get a reliable helper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and who knows, my grandpa has another few more months, or maybe even get healed, and the helper can still be there to take care of them.&lt;br /&gt;Then everyone can still be "rostered" in a way to come visit him at least like one person a day..&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Oh wells. no one listens to me anyways.&lt;br /&gt;at least my dad has the same views as i do. so he's speaking to my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;aunty&lt;/span&gt; about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; complaining so much. i might as well say it all. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUPID &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If anyone is ill. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;pls&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go there. its negligence beyond negligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Before my grandpa found out that he had cancer, he had like tummy aches and kept vomiting. So we sent him to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt; and the doctor said there's nothing wrong, and simply gave him anti-vomiting pills.&lt;br /&gt;Then another time &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; happened again and we sent him there, they operated on him cos of some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;duno&lt;/span&gt; what thing la. and gave him more medicine to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then my aunt who is a nurse said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; must be wrong. Insisted that they do a full check, and FINALLY FOUND OUT THAT HE has final stage cancer.&lt;br /&gt;my goodness. Right from the beginning if they would checked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;thoroughly&lt;/span&gt;, it would have been cured. And besides for someone his age, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; doctors suspect that it might be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; terminal?&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Doctors i believe should know best. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they insisted that my grandpa could take it and told us that he should go for another round of Chemo.&lt;br /&gt;and HO! that last chemo made his body so weak and now he's bed ridden cos his legs &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; functioning anymore.&lt;br /&gt;before that although my grandpa was ill. but he still could walk!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;next thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;they charge us for bathing, and 6 cans some liquid food which they claim to have given to my grandpa. but in actual fact, my grandpa said they &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; bath him and he only had like 2 cans of those liquid food.&lt;br /&gt;we called and they refunded the money.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;just recently, we went and found out that his right foot was bigger than the left and his face was bigger than usual. then my aunt called the nurse and said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; you all realise that. they said NO. okay never mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my aunt who knows quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; said its because the drip dosage was too much. and its kinda bad for his heart. so we insisted that we call a doctor over to check.&lt;br /&gt;Then this young chinese lady doctor came with this really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;QIAN&lt;/span&gt; DA face, gave some stupid explanation and said oh we'll send him for X ray. then my aunt was like he just went for x ray this morning! then she oh oh.. ya you're right. blah blah. then i said, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; you all read up on your patients, why are you asking us about medical stuff, like if he has had this and that.&lt;br /&gt;then she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;wasnt&lt;/span&gt; too happy, she said, okay we'll do a scan.. "DOES THAT MAKE YOU HAPPY NOW?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;wah&lt;/span&gt; my aunt almost boxed her in the eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next time come ask me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;i'll&lt;/span&gt; show you how her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;QIAN&lt;/span&gt; DA face looks like.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SERIOUSLY. I can guarantee you that there are many many similar complaints about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt; or other government hospitals. Probably &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;MOH&lt;/span&gt; covers it all up and i better not say anything before i get sued. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT its &lt;strong&gt;NEGLIGENCE&lt;/strong&gt;! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;these doctors &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have a heart for patients. they just have the brains for it.&lt;br /&gt;The patients &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;arent&lt;/span&gt; their family. They &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go the distance to save one's life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;NUH&lt;/span&gt; IS SO &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;SLAPPABLE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8149310345561616815-6501937809105354189?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/6501937809105354189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=6501937809105354189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6501937809105354189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/6501937809105354189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/07/let-me-show-you-way.html' title='Let me show you the way'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-7665848304125888813</id><published>2007-07-23T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T16:07:43.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin, we have a problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheese and whiskers. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i didn't go to the gym in the end.&lt;br /&gt;HELP.&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/8149310345561616815-7665848304125888813?l=andshegotstuck.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/feeds/7665848304125888813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8149310345561616815&amp;postID=7665848304125888813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7665848304125888813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8149310345561616815/posts/default/7665848304125888813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://andshegotstuck.blogspot.com/2007/07/austin-we-have-problem.html' title='Austin, we have a problem'/><author><name>Lavonne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00908141072006471374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8149310345561616815.post-7115446030089899662</id><published>2007-07-22T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T18:51:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And there's a smile on everyone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overdued beyond overdued.&lt;br /&gt;Ben and jerry's dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;When our dearest Scholar Jun, (who is paid like $****** to study overseas, and to SPEND on anything she wants) was back in town for her holidays. haha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqOF2rQMadI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1iCqI3f17ZU/s1600-h/Reverie+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090059178228869586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqOF2rQMadI/AAAAAAAABRQ/1iCqI3f17ZU/s400/Reverie+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2zY5uXXYM5M/RqOF27QMaeI/AAAAAAAABRY/j8Jte7l3dYc/s1600-h/Reverie+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090059182523836898" style="C
