<?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-33963925</id><updated>2011-05-09T16:08:43.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love. Madness. Hope. Infinite Joy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-5378994178032997598</id><published>2009-01-07T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:29:57.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the joke's on me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to have a private joke, where i'll act cute, hug u tight/squeeze your hand (depending on where we are), and shout gleefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NOT LETTING GO!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-5378994178032997598?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-7147248115089293731</id><published>2008-11-25T23:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T23:35:35.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Times Of &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kit McCallum&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My soul drifts aimlessly in times of hopelessness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It searches tirelessly for meaning and truth... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet finds no direction. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My heart bleeds quietly in times of loneliness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It yearns to find warmth and happiness... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet it somehow eludes me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My eyes seek out visions in times of want. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They gaze endlessly through the blackness that envelops them... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet they cannot see the light. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My ears listen earnestly in times of silence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They search for familiar sounds to comfort and console... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet they cannot penetrate the darkness that surrounds me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My arms reach out frantically in times of despair. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They seek strength and compassion to enfold me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet they find nothing substantial to enwrap. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;My mind cries out desperately in times of solitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It poses intense questions that demand answers... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yet there are none to be found. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&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;My hand reaches out earnestly in these times of confusion. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It dials the number of a familiar and calming voice... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And gratefully, my lifeline to sanity remains intact. &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/33963925-7147248115089293731?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/7147248115089293731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=7147248115089293731' title='1 Comments'/><link 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Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked around, and saw no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are all too busy for me, and i place too much of my own happiness in the hands of others.&lt;br /&gt;i am easily influenced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends have made new friends,&lt;br /&gt;and yet all i have is them.&lt;br /&gt;its not jealousy, i'm glad cos i know they're with good company.&lt;br /&gt;i just regretted my laid-back lifestyle all this while, and now i'm stuck with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there're so many restrictions.&lt;br /&gt;work liabilities. bf schedule. exam periods.&lt;br /&gt;we cant talk freely now, and we cant meet as often as i'd like to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i look back, i realised that i've shrinked.&lt;br /&gt;shrinked from confident to doubtful, from alert to unknowing, from happy to emo.&lt;br /&gt;we had chalets, bbqs, outings in big groups.&lt;br /&gt;we skipped school, had long night chats, met up on weekends to get bday presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we text each other and shift the responsibility around.&lt;br /&gt;then pay our share using internet banking.&lt;br /&gt;late in meeting up, and (it seems to me) be eager to leave.&lt;br /&gt;we've all become so unattractive, and.... realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fact is, i'm still stuck.&lt;br /&gt;i've always dreamed of being someone who can make a difference.&lt;br /&gt;someone doing something indispensible, something meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;even if its just a small contribution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can work towards this.&lt;br /&gt;once i'm clear, i know i can.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-3282135364434524650?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/3282135364434524650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-6720967077748194109</id><published>2008-07-21T02:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:05.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;SHARKWATER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;during my first 3 months in SA, one of my classmates screened a video on shark finning in front of the whole school. the gruesome images made me swear never to touch shark's fin soup for one year, and i did just that. for one year, i skipped the 2nd dish at chinese weddings, to the delight of my brother, because then he gets 2 servings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, i swear off shark's fin soup for the rest of my life, and this blog entry would be all about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hongda's friend recommended us this documentary movie, Sharkwater. it basically marks a young man, Rob Stewart's journey in fighting to ban shark finning activities. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in definition, shark finning simply means to remove the fins of a live shark, then discarding the rest of the body back into the sea. ok now, imagine this: someone happens to think that your arm looks flabby and yummy, and chops it off. will you die &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;immediately&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from the loss of one arm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the answer is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. similarly, when the cold blooded fishermen hooked them up, sliced off their fins and tails, took a victorious shot with the finless and bleeding sharks, and pushed them back into the sea, those poor creatures were still fighting for their lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and what happens? they either bleed to death, or get eaten &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; by other fishes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;"so? they're already dead what. we shouldnt let them sacrifice for nothing!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is the most irresponsible thing anyone can say. let me see how to put it.... long ago, the chinese deemed the bear paw as a delicacy, often presented to emperors and royalties. now, bears are endangered species, and we view the ancient royal dish as a cruel, heartless one. so if we apply the above statement to a bear who died say, while giving birth to a baby bear. should we chop off its paws and marinate them with fancy spices? they're already dead what!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok maybe i'm not very convincing. so now i'll throw in some pictures:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225173397883846034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SIOLhW6v_ZI/AAAAAAAAAVk/_Q7mJ4T4Bmw/s320/conservation_fin1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225173404547868386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SIOLhvvk5uI/AAAAAAAAAVs/QCrSKXFPyd8/s320/conservation_pectoral.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225173399074872898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SIOLhbWtnkI/AAAAAAAAAVc/ETyJf2Ke7EQ/s320/conservation_deadShark.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225173406220502738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SIOLh1-XRtI/AAAAAAAAAV0/Dcxn0sjN5VE/s320/Shark_Finning_-_dead_shark_in_ocean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225173390012850210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SIOLg5mKICI/AAAAAAAAAVU/NCXNokIltWU/s320/fins2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;just imagine: one chinese wedding dinner, 30 tables. each table gets a fin, and we've killed 10 sharks. every day someone gets married, thats &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;3650&lt;/span&gt; sharks that singapore killed in a year. and this number is far from accurate! some rich kid might be rinsing his mouth with these sharks fin while u're reading this!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;whats so nice about sharks fin soup anyway!? when u scoop up a spoonful, its mostly broth and maybe some crabmeat and bean sprouts. it has no nutritional value, (maybe except from the bean sprouts) and no flavour. all the savory taste that we love, are from the broth. then? might as well just drink the soup w/o the fins right!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, as of 2007, statistics have shown that the shark population has been decreased by &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;90%&lt;/span&gt;. NINETY FREAKING PERCENT! imagine if 90% of humans died. we're pretty much just left with the population of.... china. or even less.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in any case, let me slap u some facts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;humans kill more humans in a year than sharks do&lt;/span&gt;. and i do not mean things like, plane crashes and stuff. i meant murders. homocides. suicides. capital punishments. basically murder with an intent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sharks are not like what they depicted in the movie Jaws&lt;/span&gt;. ask snake specialists. anacondas are not as bad as they are portrayed. what about crocodiles and alligators? just look at the late crocodile hunter. these animals are victimised because of popular culture. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we need sharks to maintain balance&lt;/span&gt;. not only in the sea, but also to balance the world. earth is made up of 70% water. what happens to the marine life directly affects us on land. being at the top of the food chain, these sharks have an important role to play.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sharks eat small and medium-sized fish that feed on phytoplankton. That phytoplankton absorbs carbon dioxide. If shark numbers fall, the medium-sized fish multiply, leaving less phytoplankton to absorb CO2. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the result? more &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;global warming&lt;/span&gt;. as if the problem isnt big enough already.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perhaps we don't all want to swim with sharks, but to destroy a group of species that have been part of the ocean's ecology for 400 million years in ignorance would be a terrible tragedy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as Rob Stewart said, "&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;It's like killing an elephant for ivory or a rhinoceros for its horns, except it's happening to the tune of 100 million sharks a year&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Go find out more about these creatures that predate dinosaurs. GOOGLE: sharkwater, sea shepherd, popular shark myths. even better still, get a copy of the show, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;sharkwater&lt;/span&gt;. trust me, it will be a life changing experience.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-6720967077748194109?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/6720967077748194109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=6720967077748194109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6720967077748194109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6720967077748194109'/><link rel='alternate' 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playing my trumpet.&lt;br /&gt;4. not involved in any clubs, societies or sports.&lt;br /&gt;5. not knowing my future direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gleam, but i am really thankful for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my family.&lt;br /&gt;2. my close friends.&lt;br /&gt;3. my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as of now, my aims are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. to study/work overseas for an extended period of time.&lt;br /&gt;2. to pick up piano again.&lt;br /&gt;3. to save enough so that my child will not be deprived of precious overseas experiences.&lt;br /&gt;4. to keep my closest friends tight.&lt;br /&gt;5. to like myself more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-3357452626236712802?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/3357452626236712802/comments/default' title='Post 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/9035809943451376129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-scared.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-2509749183715233228</id><published>2007-12-19T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:19.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;December 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;White Water Rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZTiKvpNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/17Am48-0aUA/s1600-h/wwr+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189511600250266834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZTiKvpNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/17Am48-0aUA/s320/wwr+081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189515199432860978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATclCKvpTI/AAAAAAAAAVE/AbHy3CnaS_E/s320/PC210298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189515203727828290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATclSKvpUI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qcPwL94jtBQ/s320/PC210268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189515182252991778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATckCKvpSI/AAAAAAAAAU8/uIAYVuzHqZ0/s320/PC210273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZTyKvpOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yeR0JLejUFE/s1600-h/PC210241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189511604545234146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZTyKvpOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/yeR0JLejUFE/s320/PC210241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZUCKvpPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OUvX86_IUB4/s1600-h/PC210244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189511608840201458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZUCKvpPI/AAAAAAAAAUk/OUvX86_IUB4/s320/PC210244.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZUiKvpQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/C4Q96yhEtU4/s1600-h/PC210343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189511617430136066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZUiKvpQI/AAAAAAAAAUs/C4Q96yhEtU4/s320/PC210343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZVyKvpRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1Sj6Y5GRQlc/s1600-h/wwr+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189511638904972562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZVyKvpRI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1Sj6Y5GRQlc/s320/wwr+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Bangkok, Thailand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsxtsZOqI/AAAAAAAAATc/XM-d785BST4/s1600-h/DSCF1095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622913094335138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsxtsZOqI/AAAAAAAAATc/XM-d785BST4/s320/DSCF1095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsx9sZOrI/AAAAAAAAATk/VvTkAXPjTm4/s1600-h/DSCF1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622917389302450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsx9sZOrI/AAAAAAAAATk/VvTkAXPjTm4/s320/DSCF1101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsyNsZOsI/AAAAAAAAATs/UOZcCI62LbE/s1600-h/DSCF1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622921684269762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsyNsZOsI/AAAAAAAAATs/UOZcCI62LbE/s320/DSCF1104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsUtsZOlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/qSy0aXj1pqs/s1600-h/DSCF1077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622414878128722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsUtsZOlI/AAAAAAAAAS0/qSy0aXj1pqs/s320/DSCF1077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsU9sZOmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jmo-LepVi84/s1600-h/DSCF1085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622419173096034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsU9sZOmI/AAAAAAAAAS8/jmo-LepVi84/s320/DSCF1085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVNsZOnI/AAAAAAAAATE/YWUgv4fcqts/s1600-h/DSCF1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622423468063346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVNsZOnI/AAAAAAAAATE/YWUgv4fcqts/s320/DSCF1084.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVNsZOoI/AAAAAAAAATM/0cvluRvVgh0/s1600-h/DSCF1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622423468063362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVNsZOoI/AAAAAAAAATM/0cvluRvVgh0/s320/DSCF1088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVdsZOpI/AAAAAAAAATU/KcgG6s2FxsU/s1600-h/DSCF1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145622427763030674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jsVdsZOpI/AAAAAAAAATU/KcgG6s2FxsU/s320/DSCF1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrNtsZOgI/AAAAAAAAASM/env_3W-VjY0/s1600-h/DSCF1046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145621195107416578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrNtsZOgI/AAAAAAAAASM/env_3W-VjY0/s320/DSCF1046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrN9sZOhI/AAAAAAAAASU/5wOJahBvlr4/s1600-h/DSCF1032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145621199402383890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrN9sZOhI/AAAAAAAAASU/5wOJahBvlr4/s320/DSCF1032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrONsZOiI/AAAAAAAAASc/aL-ZwYADGhg/s1600-h/DSCF1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145621203697351202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrONsZOiI/AAAAAAAAASc/aL-ZwYADGhg/s320/DSCF1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrOdsZOjI/AAAAAAAAASk/eB8ZxuXHMkc/s1600-h/DSCF1053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145621207992318514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrOdsZOjI/AAAAAAAAASk/eB8ZxuXHMkc/s320/DSCF1053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrOtsZOkI/AAAAAAAAASs/KIp8MbKPBg4/s1600-h/DSCF1057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145621212287285826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jrOtsZOkI/AAAAAAAAASs/KIp8MbKPBg4/s320/DSCF1057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqANsZObI/AAAAAAAAARk/xjDqOSg0P2g/s1600-h/DSCF1020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145619863667554738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqANsZObI/AAAAAAAAARk/xjDqOSg0P2g/s320/DSCF1020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqAdsZOcI/AAAAAAAAARs/o0ctsvFphh4/s1600-h/DSCF1021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145619867962522050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqAdsZOcI/AAAAAAAAARs/o0ctsvFphh4/s320/DSCF1021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqAtsZOdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8GxjLxIU6kI/s1600-h/DSCF1036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145619872257489362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqAtsZOdI/AAAAAAAAAR0/8GxjLxIU6kI/s320/DSCF1036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqCdsZOeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UPopjrV6rFs/s1600-h/DSCF1038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145619902322260450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqCdsZOeI/AAAAAAAAAR8/UPopjrV6rFs/s320/DSCF1038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqC9sZOfI/AAAAAAAAASE/1V-p5mNJCqM/s1600-h/DSCF1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145619910912195058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jqC9sZOfI/AAAAAAAAASE/1V-p5mNJCqM/s320/DSCF1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a 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center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jpJ9sZOYI/AAAAAAAAARM/Cg2o5EcSab4/s320/DSCF1011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jpKNsZOZI/AAAAAAAAARU/KMzoVlW9uJY/s1600-h/DSCF1016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145618935954618770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jpKNsZOZI/AAAAAAAAARU/KMzoVlW9uJY/s320/DSCF1016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jpKdsZOaI/AAAAAAAAARc/tCwW4EjVht4/s1600-h/DSCF0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145618940249586082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jpKdsZOaI/AAAAAAAAARc/tCwW4EjVht4/s320/DSCF0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFNsZOSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GC1UDoVRpJU/s1600-h/DSCF0971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145617750543644962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFNsZOSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/GC1UDoVRpJU/s320/DSCF0971.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFdsZOTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QF_nx2NZLYU/s1600-h/DSCF0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145617754838612274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFdsZOTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/QF_nx2NZLYU/s320/DSCF0972.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFtsZOUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q1WjnRLzvw4/s1600-h/DSCF0984.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145617759133579586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joFtsZOUI/AAAAAAAAAQs/q1WjnRLzvw4/s320/DSCF0984.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joF9sZOVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8J-NJ2LInqg/s1600-h/DSCF0997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145617763428546898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2joF9sZOVI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8J-NJ2LInqg/s320/DSCF0997.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnOdsZONI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fJHURLkAU24/s1600-h/DSCF0957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145616809945807058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnOdsZONI/AAAAAAAAAP0/fJHURLkAU24/s320/DSCF0957.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnOtsZOOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/53IV1w8VcC8/s1600-h/DSCF0949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145616814240774370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnOtsZOOI/AAAAAAAAAP8/53IV1w8VcC8/s320/DSCF0949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnO9sZOPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/G10xjOwTwIc/s1600-h/DSCF0959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145616818535741682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnO9sZOPI/AAAAAAAAAQE/G10xjOwTwIc/s320/DSCF0959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnPNsZOQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YjvE4MY9Xq8/s1600-h/DSCF0962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145616822830708994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnPNsZOQI/AAAAAAAAAQM/YjvE4MY9Xq8/s320/DSCF0962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnPdsZORI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nrTdTSfUybA/s1600-h/DSCF0969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145616827125676306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jnPdsZORI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nrTdTSfUybA/s320/DSCF0969.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Genting Highlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQDdsZOII/AAAAAAAAAPM/iPb32uo5CMk/s1600-h/DSCF0855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591332199807106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQDdsZOII/AAAAAAAAAPM/iPb32uo5CMk/s320/DSCF0855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQDtsZOJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/D0dTZ1qyzGI/s1600-h/DSCF0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591336494774418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQDtsZOJI/AAAAAAAAAPU/D0dTZ1qyzGI/s320/DSCF0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQD9sZOKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tObFpNDff4Q/s1600-h/DSCF0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591340789741730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQD9sZOKI/AAAAAAAAAPc/tObFpNDff4Q/s320/DSCF0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQENsZOLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-wVAT7SKkw0/s1600-h/DSCF0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591345084709042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQENsZOLI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-wVAT7SKkw0/s320/DSCF0883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQEdsZOMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-VDIFFaxJZ8/s1600-h/DSCF0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145591349379676354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jQEdsZOMI/AAAAAAAAAPs/-VDIFFaxJZ8/s320/DSCF0826.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOfdsZODI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bEDWmi50OsU/s1600-h/DSCF0804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145589614212888626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOfdsZODI/AAAAAAAAAOk/bEDWmi50OsU/s320/DSCF0804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOftsZOEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N0vQVSp-VB0/s1600-h/DSCF0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145589618507855938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOftsZOEI/AAAAAAAAAOs/N0vQVSp-VB0/s320/DSCF0807.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOf9sZOFI/AAAAAAAAAO0/y1Y2UJMDQng/s1600-h/DSCF0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145589622802823250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOf9sZOFI/AAAAAAAAAO0/y1Y2UJMDQng/s320/DSCF0814.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOgNsZOGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PGruDlaloLo/s1600-h/DSCF0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145589627097790562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOgNsZOGI/AAAAAAAAAO8/PGruDlaloLo/s320/DSCF0819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOgdsZOHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/novruUisVzo/s1600-h/DSCF0837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145589631392757874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/R2jOgdsZOHI/AAAAAAAAAPE/novruUisVzo/s320/DSCF0837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-2509749183715233228?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/2509749183715233228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=2509749183715233228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/2509749183715233228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/2509749183715233228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/12/december-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/SATZTiKvpNI/AAAAAAAAAUU/17Am48-0aUA/s72-c/wwr+081.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-4217194370267081743</id><published>2007-11-15T02:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T03:28:02.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shutting Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i did a series of things that are out of my normal behaviour. it actually rooted from my lack of sleep, added on by my existing state of moodiness, plus some unhappiness with the lyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much so that i thought i might actually be insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the cybercrime test (which was really terrible btw) at 7, i walked with piao from LT27 to the bus stop near the SRC. her bus came first, and i was left alone to wait for 963. after 10 mins of waiting, a 963 went right by without stopping. it was your normal, everyday peak-hour-bus: filled to the brim at the front of the bus, yet full of spaces at the rear. so i took it as a sign, turned 180 degrees, and walked towards the field, right back to the MPSH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i wanted to take 95 then change to 75 back home. but when i reached the bus stop, i decided that i feel like walking, so i kept going. reached the 151 bus stop opposite the UCC, so i thought, maybe i'll just take my normal 151 route home. but once again, a peak-hour-bus came and went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before i knew it, i reached clementi central. on foot. it was 815.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instinctively i went to the carpark to check SFT9805J out. it was there. then i went to wait for 184.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached back at BP at 910, bought KFC and headed to the carpark at my block. for the first time in my life, i ate out alone. i think i need to be in a weird, eccentric mood to be able to actually enjoy it, because i did. maybe also because i was starving. but the point is, i ate my dinner alone on the highest level of a multistorey carpark, open air with LRTs passing by every few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to top it off, i still didnt feel like going home after that, but was too tired to walk anymore. so i turned on the mp3 player on my phone and started listening to all the slow songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home at 11, feeling alot better about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never done this before, and if someone else did the same things and told me, i would've labelled him 'weird' and keep my distance. yet its funny how being alone in a open air carpark, eating zinger and cheesefries, listening to oliver's First of May can be so therapatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thought i wanted to note tonight's events down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone can be weird sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4217194370267081743?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4217194370267081743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=4217194370267081743' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4217194370267081743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4217194370267081743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/11/shutting-out-today-i-did-series-of.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-6044441487642049605</id><published>2007-11-06T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:21.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stardust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u believe in happilyeverafter, this show is perfect for u. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the laoye and i did the craziest, most atrocious thing today. it was as though we had so much money, we can burn them like paper offerings and still afford our own jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slotted 70 one-dollar coins into the candy-toy machine at the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u read correctly. seventy one-dollar gold coins. that equates to a good 70bucks. all in the name of good, expensive fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the results of it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428405142101938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9j9SVLH7I/AAAAAAAAAME/_9ICEVg5BfY/s320/Big+Sweetland+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;a pair of cute mickey-&amp;amp;-minnie mouses in matching wedding outfits.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428413732036562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9j9yVLH9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/bvnx7FJg75c/s320/Big+Sweetland+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;... and alot of candy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;when i say alot, i mean ALOT, alot.&lt;br /&gt;like... 4kg of mentoes, with a few lollies and snacks here and there. no joke.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're crazy. and filthy rich.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but the process was damn fun!! u have to see where has got the bigger snack packs, and try to scoop them up, afterwhich u drop them onto the pushing-thing. the aim is to get the mentos or lolly or cookie, whatever, to drop onto a 'button'. it will then activate a 'roulette' and u earn your way up the ladder to get that plush! :D of course, while u're at it, u get ALOT of candies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129430136013922290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9liCVLH_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/ms1SJoRFGcE/s320/Big+Sweetland+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129430131718954978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9lhyVLH-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/rtMWtTumPEM/s320/Big+Sweetland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we once saw a couple play the same machine at suntec, and decided. We Must Try It.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;there were many people looking at us play, and before we knew it, 2 other couples were at it. talk about the demonstration effect. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was super funnnn!!!! the excitement of the candy dropping, the disappointment of being unable to scoop the bigger snacks (because they would push a greater distance), the anguish when the candy didnt drop onto the 'button', and finally, the exhilaration when we got that plush!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;its not called the Big Sweet Land for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428400847134626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9j9CVLH6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/ikkftSgMyxk/s320/Big+Sweetland+(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;they actually provided those huge red plastic bags for people to bring their candies home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129428409437069250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9j9iVLH8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/d3Jvstje1_4/s320/Big+Sweetland+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;i think this is what they termed, an expensive hobby. or is it an expensive addiction? guess it works both ways. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hongda's boss confessed to him that he spends $100 every week playing this machine. and while he and his wife are at it, their little girl is busy collecting the sweets from below. just imagine it! so cute right!! quality family time. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in any case, i dont foresee us doing it again anytime soon. its waayyy too pricy, although we both enjoyed it throughly. and those 2 disney plushes are symbolic of the sweet impulsiveness of our courtship, or as a ds game character put it, the rashness of youth. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-6044441487642049605?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/6044441487642049605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=6044441487642049605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6044441487642049605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6044441487642049605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/11/stardust-if-u-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/Ry9j9SVLH7I/AAAAAAAAAME/_9ICEVg5BfY/s72-c/Big+Sweetland+(4).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-8480117498324087604</id><published>2007-10-09T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:18:07.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Backstage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're deciding on which movie to watch, what are your considerations? some people would spend $9.50 on a junk show, simply to catch their idol on the big screen. and at the end of the show, they would comment on how bad the plot is, and suddenly, the blame is shifted from the actor's lousy acting to the scriptwriter's inferior idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we see, is only the surface. the audience is only exposed to the character on the silver screen. for all we might know, everyone on the set might hated the collaboration with, say, maggie q, or brad pitt, for that matter. but the audience loves them. why? because they only showed one side to us: the side where they acted well. and as long as they continue to please the audience, they will still be hired to star in blockbusters and earn millions of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a successful film is only remembered by the audience for: the actors who starred in it, and in few cases, the director. who really thought about the person who produced the film, who wrote the script, who made the props, who designed the image....? why are they discredited?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people may seem minor, but they're actually the ones who kept the engine going. it is easy to be blind to their contributions, but we must bear in mind that what we see may not be the fact of reality. who knows, j lo may be a tattletale, yet all we remember is her sweet image as a maid in manhatten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long story short: it is not what we see, but what is the reality behind the scenes that should matter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-8480117498324087604?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/8480117498324087604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=8480117498324087604' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/8480117498324087604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/8480117498324087604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/10/backstage-when-youre-deciding-on-which.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-232833297176470689</id><published>2007-08-21T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T02:28:18.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;All Soccer Fans are Brothers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the following text msgs were deleted from my hp, so i can only give a vague account. but its enough to get my point across.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while sailing, the boyfriend would sometimes send me some text msgs using indonesia network. its comparatively more expensive, plus the fact that he's supposed to be alert during sails, so he doesnt text alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, however, i received this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can help me check liverpool score?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother was watching kindaichi shonan on crunchyroll with me at that point of time. being a fellow liverpool fan, i asked him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ehh today liverpool got match ah? with who?"&lt;br /&gt;"chelsea. why leh?"&lt;br /&gt;"ohh no wonder... hongda ask me help him check the score now."&lt;br /&gt;"yah hor! start already. i also want to know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(after a few minutes of clicking on his laptop for real-time results...)&lt;br /&gt;"YAYYY!! liverpool just scored! fernando torres. 17th minute. liverpool's leading one-nil!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i typed the details of that goal for the laoye. and he replied:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yay! thanks darling! i love you!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so infuriating! it sounds as though if liverpool didnt score, he wont love me no more. so i complained. and he replied something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no lah... man u lost so francis very sad. i hope liverpool wins so i can suan him. whats the time now?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 1120pm at that time. and i was puzzled as to why would he ask me for the time, since he's had his hp with him, and i'm sure the ship has at least a dozen clocks. but i was naive and eager to be helpful. so i typed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1120... why u ask? your ship no......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this juncture my brother saw my text to him. and he chipped in.&lt;br /&gt;"ooi. i think he's asking about the timing of the match lah."&lt;br /&gt;"huh u sure anot?!" (cant believe he's so into the match!)&lt;br /&gt;"hahahahaha where got people ask u what time one! his ship no clock meh! tell him its 20mins into the game."&lt;br /&gt;" -.-" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, my brother was right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; was indeed the 'time' the boyfriend was asking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminded me of this article in the new paper that roslee showed me at work today. its titled, &lt;strong&gt;Tale of Two Diaries.&lt;/strong&gt; goes something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wife's diary:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear diary, today something is amiss. he was unusually quiet and seem disinterested in everything i did and said. when i asked him whats bothering him, he just shook his head and smiled. i took his hand in mine in the car to show that i'm here for him, but he just looked ahead and continued driving. (goes on along this line................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................... ...................................................................................................................... ......................................................................................................................) i hid under the sheets and cried myself to sleep. i'm sure his thoughts are with someone else. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;husband's diary:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man u lost! DAMN IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-232833297176470689?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/232833297176470689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=232833297176470689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/232833297176470689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/232833297176470689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/08/all-soccer-fans-are-brothers-following.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-5629949074994268043</id><published>2007-08-16T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T00:42:11.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Brave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend just called to say he's sailing the whole of next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which translates to me only getting to see him next saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm meant to be supportive. i mean, its not his fault that he needs to sail so much, and its not like he wants/likes it. having to sail so many consecutive days is already tiring enough for him, and the least his nice gf could do was to show some sort of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what can i say...? "Jiayou laoye! i'll be here whenever u're back!" or... "ok! when u're back we go play mahjong and eat fish &amp; chips at greenwood. my treat!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm tired from packing my room and listening to my lecturer talk for more than 3 hours. and i'm sian from having to find replacements for work just so i can grab whatever time i have while he's on shore. i gave my supervisor that timeslot and ended up asking others to work on their off days. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and worst of all, i'm lovesick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. much as i do understand his job demands (he's warned me before we got together), and supportive of his efforts to excel in his job performance, i cant hide my disappointment. like what jingyi said, we're like fighting with his job for his time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends always say i heavy colour light oil ("zhong se qing you"), cos i always ask them out when the bf is sailing. but in a way i cant really help it cos i gotta maximise time with the laoye. please dont blame me! i love all my friends, i really do. i'm aware of my unfair treatment towards them but still, forgive me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the topic. yeah. i'm quite upset over this high sailing period. hope time will fast forward to next next week and then i will lead a happier life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still love my laoye ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-5629949074994268043?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/5629949074994268043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=5629949074994268043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/5629949074994268043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/5629949074994268043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/08/popeye-very-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-8102479734139729685</id><published>2007-08-13T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:21.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Chasing Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben:&lt;br /&gt;what are the 3 most efficient mediums of communication?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;television, internet, and women.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do you speed up the process of information transfer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ask a women to not tell anyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097868425482027794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rr9EUsSJQxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/d7BKFJRM4cg/s320/same+couch.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;piao and i are taking all 5 modules together this sem. talk about being on the same couch honey. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;gotta share this really meaningful quote with everyone, especially those in the teaching profession.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to instill knowledge and develop character - thats the meaning of true education."&lt;br /&gt;martin luther king&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;i love you too, my dearest laoye. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-8102479734139729685?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/8102479734139729685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=8102479734139729685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/8102479734139729685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/8102479734139729685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/08/chasing-cars-ben-what-are-3-most.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/Rr9EUsSJQxI/AAAAAAAAAL0/d7BKFJRM4cg/s72-c/same+couch.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-849514916205752689</id><published>2007-08-10T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T08:45:20.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's open next week, and i've gotten all my modules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet last semester's exam notes are still lying on my study table.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-849514916205752689?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/849514916205752689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=849514916205752689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/849514916205752689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/849514916205752689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/08/schools-open-next-week-and-ive-gotten.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-4168796833634350473</id><published>2007-08-04T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:21.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;when u hear toddlers peeling with laughter, their joy is so pure and innocent, that it brings a smile to your face, even when u dont know what's making them so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094518588385975506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RrNdqgpe3NI/AAAAAAAAALk/W-92WyGOc1I/s320/100_2408.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4168796833634350473?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4168796833634350473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=4168796833634350473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4168796833634350473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4168796833634350473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-u-hear-toddlers-peeling-with.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/RrNdqgpe3NI/AAAAAAAAALk/W-92WyGOc1I/s72-c/100_2408.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-4524403230302353038</id><published>2007-07-26T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:24.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;YEP to Bago City, Philippines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long while since i last thought of 'blogging' and the word 'siann' doesnt come to mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i had blogged a whole lot earlier, because then i would be able to record down exactly what happened for the past few months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in any case, i went to bago city for 3weeks for YEP, a city in the philippines located in the region of negroes occidental. other than missing the boyfriend, i wish i could stay there much longer! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i hate myself for stupidly bringing a 128kb memory card for a 3 week exotic experience. after taking a short video of my favourite little pinoy girl, i was left with... 14 pics for the next 18 days. UGGHH. and bacause u know how people &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt; dont send u the pics, i now own about 2% of the pictures that i took there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;looking on the brighter side, here's something to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201456294255394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeUwApe2yI/AAAAAAAAAIk/HpSMAFhJlig/s320/C.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201868611115890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeVIApe23I/AAAAAAAAAJM/BSNbDmuuSbM/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(67).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sunset's to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201464884190018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeUwgpe20I/AAAAAAAAAI0/MPEiwBYK-SA/s320/J.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201460589222706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeUwQpe2zI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eDWFQcMHeAo/s320/H.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201473474124626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeUxApe21I/AAAAAAAAAI8/Z9tYmh6wws8/s320/weilin%27s+(61).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091201477769091938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeUxQpe22I/AAAAAAAAAJE/cSkeFMYuOaE/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(62).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;and so are the vast plains and blue, blue skies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the first few days were spent with the local youths at a mountain resort. its a summer camp organised by TRY (Today's Responsive Youths), a local NGO. and its there that i met &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Cloudine&lt;/span&gt;, and this really adorable other girl (she doesnt understand english very well, and i never got her name).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091204484246199186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqeXgQpe25I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Gad5Q1bRj4w/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(60).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091221294748196034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqemywpe3MI/AAAAAAAAALc/QeL_1nK-428/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(52).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall skip the boring bits, and jump straight to the homestay, which is, to me, the highlight of my trip. (note to self: take pics from kendrick.) i was paired up with this other guy and we were sent to stay with my pinoy host, John-Paul (aka JP). his childhood buddy Eugene helped him out with hosting us, and thus our exciting and adventurous homestay unfolded. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;with 3 guys around, there's obviously no shopping, minimal cooking, and lots of action! we went to the twin falls, the river, a black sand beach, and did alot of walking because nonoy and gene (fyi: all pinoys have a nickname that their parents give them when they are born, and are used as an affectionate term by friends and family.) are from less well-off families. (note to self: MUST take pics from kendrick!!) i cant describe now, so after i get those pics frm kendrick, i'll post this part of my trip all over again. :) for now, this'll have to make do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091220246776175794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqel1wpe3LI/AAAAAAAAALU/yhEK6Mtd6pE/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(78).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;L-R: me, gene, nonoi, kendrick chen yi xun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the homestay, is the educational camps for the local elementary school children. kids there walk up to several kilometers every morning simply to attend school, despite the weather conditions. one day while on the way to our third school, we got caught in wet weather. mud splashed from the ground and dirtied our tees, although we were sitting on a lorry! and the journey was so bumpy (due to uneven roads caused by stones and soft mud), a few of us popped pills to keep them from puking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and at this third school, i found Sergio (pronounced ser-eo, silent g). and a few adorable kids. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091211536582499298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqed6wpe2-I/AAAAAAAAAKE/j9FRWXdHXwg/s320/O.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091211532287531986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqed6gpe29I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2uPWL8QbJJo/s320/M.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091212206597397506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqeehwpe3AI/AAAAAAAAAKU/dK_5gmxs0Xk/s320/qiaoling%27s+cam+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091211527992564674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqed6Qpe28I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/CHA9kAmS6l0/s320/L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091212202302430194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rqeehgpe2_I/AAAAAAAAAKM/Yfjvp1ycwck/s320/N.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yes. i love children. i adore them, in fact. except those who deliberately spills ice-cream and watch them melt and makes your job at the ice creamery hard. other than that, i love kids. i had alot of fun singing and dancing and playing and teaching them during the camp. nuanxin was right. 2 days per school was just nice. any longer and we'd get too attached to them, and that'll make farewell even harder.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after which was R&amp;R, where we visited this geo-thermal station. it even &lt;strong&gt;looks&lt;/strong&gt; cool, although till now i still dont know how it works. jamie yin the environmental engineer had a fruitful field trip though. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091215320448687138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqehXApe3CI/AAAAAAAAAKk/XRrSiPoTsmw/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(229).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the following 2 pictures are some of my fave shots, both taken en route to the geo-thermal station. the scenery shows the station being located at the top of the mountian, which is cool waayyy beyond words.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091217442162531426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqejSgpe3GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/J4B85KTjxus/s320/qiaoling%27s+cam+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091217566716583026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqejZwpe3HI/AAAAAAAAAK0/O7WVMrptZhU/s400/qiaoling%27s+(220).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after which is the second wave of R&amp;R in Manila. not very eventful, but still an eye-opener in a tourist view. :) our guide's a retired journalist and very, very knowledgable. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091219645480754306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqelSwpe3II/AAAAAAAAAK8/WmgZkbpnrps/s320/824108699l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091219654070688930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqelTQpe3KI/AAAAAAAAALM/9ZNGGI93ZB8/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(269).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091219649775721618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RqelTApe3JI/AAAAAAAAALE/ETH-ooIhc00/s320/YEP+BagoCity+(271).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was a good trip, really. yet no words, no pictures, can ever describe the immense beauty that i experienced there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4524403230302353038?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4524403230302353038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-4175588463440995120</id><published>2007-06-25T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T22:50:47.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>top 3 things i hate the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sudden non-unanimous change of plans&lt;br /&gt;constantly unconfirmed plans&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4175588463440995120?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4175588463440995120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=4175588463440995120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4175588463440995120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4175588463440995120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/06/top-3-things-i-hate-most-sudden-non.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-7898572773525081449</id><published>2007-05-11T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T21:14:14.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dearest Laoye...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;HAPPY 26th BIRTHDAY, LAOYEZI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D love! love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i'm not here to celebrate your special day with you. its been bugging me u know... how u might just treat it as another normal day because your dear keweizhen never celebrate with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i planned a little "game" for you! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the course of today, u shall receive &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;9 lime-green envelopes&lt;/span&gt;, numbered 1-9. inside each envelope is a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;picture&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;note&lt;/span&gt;, which will lead u to the location of the next envelope. some envelopes u gotta find yourself, while others, u'll just have to wait for it to appear. follow the instructions carefully, or the magic would not work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds confusing? its really easy. u'll know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;each picture marks a milestone of our relationship. and i hope that through this little envelope-hunt, u'll feel a little of my presence with u on your special day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to start the ball rolling, i shall now announce the location of the first envelope - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;your printer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go look around the premises of your printer, and u'll find it. that should lead u to the second envelope, which is somewhere in your car. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u enjoy your day, baby boy!&lt;br /&gt;HUGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-7898572773525081449?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-3279887133795109633</id><published>2007-05-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T00:56:49.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i just had such a horrible day, that the best thing that happened is probably the 10% discount i got from Popular for having their membership card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-3279887133795109633?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/3279887133795109633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=3279887133795109633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3279887133795109633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3279887133795109633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-had-such-horrible-day-that-best.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-4919033299766099513</id><published>2007-04-26T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:25.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;666 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was checking the seat numbers for my exam papers, and guess what: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SC2212 - Sociology of Deviance - &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;666&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;coincidentally, there's 666 in my handphone number too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a separate note, allow me to present you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057432254619417938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Ri-b1xQxfVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UBvwQjfwu5Y/s320/P1030709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BOTAK SEBY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ooi seby dont complain la. they let u in 6 months later than your poly peers, and somemore u PES-C. its already nice of them to let u share their food! plus u got to celebrate your 21st outside camp/office. ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;hahahahhaha but i just cant stop being amused!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;take care there! see you around, when u have slightly more hair! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4919033299766099513?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4919033299766099513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=4919033299766099513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4919033299766099513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4919033299766099513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/botak-jones-on-separate-note-allow-me.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/Ri-b1xQxfVI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UBvwQjfwu5Y/s72-c/P1030709.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-3880834163460333562</id><published>2007-04-23T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:26.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Sweet Escape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESS 2 down and 3 more to go. i'll just have to hang on for 5 more days and I AM FREE TO PLAY MAHJONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;of cos i am not that much a gambler. i have other plans. like swimming and working and clubbing and going kbox and lots and lots of time with the lyz. then there's meeting up with the PJ and RV peeps, and a secret solitary plan to work out. all these within 2 weeks. after that i'll be packed off to the philippines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again, i still have time to do all these after i come back, right? WRONG! i cant wait to plan out my schedule back to back, and i wanna play so much mahjong that i will automatically lose interest in it by next semester. it wont be easy however. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i sound weird. like i'm high or something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its true! i'm exceptionally energetic and happy today, which is not habitual, considering i had a paper at 9am this morning. my friends can just use their toenails to think, and know that i should be concussed now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;but no! on my way home after the paper, i spotted this really cute drawers from watson's. and hence started my packing frenzy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056563793760569074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyF-sczRvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/a7nZV8nYJeE/s320/Image-0030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056563514587694818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyFucczRuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/C1s3UQU6wIs/s320/Image-0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cute right? $5.90 from Watson's nationwide. the 2 bigger drawers are sold separately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while packing i realised that i needed more of those! so i went downstairs, intending to get somemore. but i was a little shy of going back there and getting more drawers, so i tried looking for possible alternatives at popular, minitoons and this gift shop, but to no avail. as a desperate attempt, i tried NTUC. and in the end, i got this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056563510292727490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyFuMczRsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/dRR9jRVsfFo/s320/Image-0033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yes. plain tupperware-ish drawers can never go wrong. :) and its 3 compartments for $8.90! saved some money there. plus i wouldnt want my room to look the same from every angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;opened my cupboard and found this tree-like thing that (upon some recalling,) alex and jingyi got me as part of my birthday present. i never quite knew whats it for really, so i bent and twisted it a little, and became...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056562367831426690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyErsczRoI/AAAAAAAAAHc/NdAR4frvk2w/s320/Image-0034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;my earring tree. :) messy, but it does its job. plus it took me a very long time to twist it into its current shape, so no one's allowed to criticise its aesthetic value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was revamping the interiors of my dressing table drawers, i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056562595464693410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyE48czRqI/AAAAAAAAAHs/cfYQsp34-JE/s320/Image-0036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the robot man, the green man, and the flower paperclip. :D ok thats totally random but i thought they managed to beautify my folders a little. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes i know i should be studying. and now that my room's slightly prettier, i've got the mood to. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-3880834163460333562?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/3880834163460333562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=3880834163460333562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3880834163460333562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3880834163460333562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/sweet-escape-yess-2-down-and-3-more-to.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/RiyF-sczRvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/a7nZV8nYJeE/s72-c/Image-0030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-6504611491940692582</id><published>2007-04-20T04:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:26.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Babysitter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i have to babysit my girlfriend cos she's having exams now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sure enough, like all nannies, mister wee uses the ancestral technique of nagging to inspire me into engagement with my readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however in order to reduce the amount of irritation and frustration that nagging causes, supernanny wee fuses the element of tender-loving-care and successfully created a never-before-seen phenomenon: keweizhen studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you my dearest laoyezi for those study supplements (cornflakes, m&amp;m's and chocolate muffin). please dont forget our agreement - that for every A i get u owe me 100bucks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055237473499825746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RifPssczRlI/AAAAAAAAAHE/FaKSh9bp1zQ/s320/vivocity+carnivore+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG HUGGIES~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 7 months + 2 days. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-6504611491940692582?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/6504611491940692582/comments/default' title='Post 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-2566296158777537890</id><published>2007-04-18T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T04:29:12.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Primary School Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to tay jieming on msn, and after telling him my blog address...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kick a penguin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how violent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;somemore penguins are supposed to be on the cuter side of the animal kingdom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoot the puppy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;drown the kittens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slap the panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or if u want a long one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;annhilate the hippopotamus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My feet smell and my nose runs. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant spell hippos in full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My feet smell and my nose runs. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;thats why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then it'll be a private blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My feet smell and my nose runs. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whats the use if i cant even spell it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My feet smell and my nose runs. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant even login&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then that will be a very private blog indeed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eh can u imagine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the world wide web and no one even knows the existence of that page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that's quite something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;usually at least one person would know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in this case&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;jiemingdotwordpress says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nobody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky guy. scrimped and saved for 2 years, and now finally realising his goal of backpacking europe for 2 whole months! i'm envious. like, really greeeen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on account of our old friendship, i hope he gets me a leaf at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-2566296158777537890?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/2566296158777537890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=2566296158777537890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/2566296158777537890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/2566296158777537890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/primary-school-friends-was-talking-to.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-4799602870481303372</id><published>2007-04-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T23:26:07.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nuts, Sluts and Perverts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know what is a true slut?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one that is so pathetic that u actually sympathise with her. one that has nothing in this world, and has to resort to using her babies to threaten everyone for some attention. a mother whom u cant even trust with her own kids. a family member who yells vulgarities at elders. a sister who'll rather watch u bankrupt than to lend a thousand dollars. and to top it off, she wants every single petty gain that she can get from u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, simply because of her narrow perception that the world revolves around her and her alone, decent people with decent jobs to do the next day have to sacrifice their rest to meddle with her affairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who on earth would call her mother-in-law and tell her that she left her babies alone in the flat, and that she herself is crying herself silly?! no one, except the true slut that i defined above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so angry, and its not even my business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so not done. which mother would deprive her own babies of nutritious food, simply to go taiwan for holiday? which woman would make a scene until the police came? which sane person would text u and call u all day to say things like, if her family breaks up its your fault?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am furious. fuming. i am this close to slapping that bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-4799602870481303372?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4799602870481303372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Must Study I Must Study I Must Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-3810153649410482186?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/3810153649410482186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=3810153649410482186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3810153649410482186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/3810153649410482186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-must-study-i-must-study-i-must-study.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-7113906304464941015</id><published>2007-04-05T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T02:56:06.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Reel Wishes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. be live at the set of &lt;em&gt;whose line is it anyway&lt;/em&gt;, and get chosen by drew to do sound effects for colin and ryan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. film an mtv with leehom and/or mayday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. have richard gere as my godfather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. visit fox river and see michael, lincoln, sucre and john. oh. and the pope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-7113906304464941015?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/7113906304464941015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=7113906304464941015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/7113906304464941015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/7113906304464941015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/reel-wishes-i-wish-to-1.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-409362582752193721</id><published>2007-04-03T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:36:42.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"its just how effortless it takes him to make u so happy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scary thing is, u're right.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is, he only needs to be himself to make me so. lousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-409362582752193721?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-4551342158975746148</id><published>2007-04-01T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:30.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Annual Tombsweeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every year my dad would forcefully mobilise the whole family to chua chu kang cemetery during the tombsweeping festival to pay respects to grams and uncle. this translates to many things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. having to wake at 530/8am on a sunday morning&lt;br /&gt;2. having to fight the traffic, the morning cold and the sleepy bug&lt;br /&gt;3. having to climb up and down the hill and through the uneven tombs&lt;br /&gt;4. having the smokey smell stuck in the hair&lt;br /&gt;5. having to tread through inches of mud, and risk slipping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although we always complain about these, all of us secretly look forward to the annual festival. because it also means meeting the rest of the ke clan, which includes my little newphews and nieces, as well as my older cousins. :) its crazy, how fast kids grow. i could hardly recognise them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;weien and broddy with bagfuls of incense.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048316538395851106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85JQDQeWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/G-SOjz-OVmQ/s320/tombsweeping07.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyone's busy helping out. thats my mum holding the umbrella for my dua-uhm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048316542690818418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85JgDQeXI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_Uz0x70-9ZY/s320/tombsweeping07+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;the lazier ones just standby and watch, careful not to get into the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048316546985785730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85JwDQeYI/AAAAAAAAAF0/y8HshECxOqg/s320/tombsweeping07+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my brother learnt a new skill today: 'fanning' the gim-zua!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048317019432188322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85lQDQeaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/kco8-OfNYXg/s320/tombsweeping07+(17).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HUAT AH!!!&lt;/strong&gt; (i thought they would throw very high up, hence the big portion of clouds. i think i overestimated them.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048317015137221010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85lADQeZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Ypgi35DJA3E/s320/tombsweeping07+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;throughout the whole tombsweeping business, i couldnt take my eyes off our littlest participants. simply, wayy too adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enthusiastically want a part in the whole praying business. check out that funky strawhat thats bigger than his head! and how neatly they arranged the coloured paper. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048317019432188338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85lQDQebI/AAAAAAAAAGM/nXxDp73tfLo/s320/tombsweeping07+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;staring intently at the burning incense.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048320481175828994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg88uwDQegI/AAAAAAAAAG0/4VVHqbYYDGc/s320/tombsweeping07+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;en and i agree that they behave like childhood sweethearts!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048320476880861682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg88ugDQefI/AAAAAAAAAGs/GjBofbfP2PY/s320/tombsweeping07+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hazel spontaneously wants a shot upon request. her cousin dont seem as excited.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048320472585894354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg88uQDQedI/AAAAAAAAAGc/5DJfMzFGRc4/s320/tombsweeping07+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eee! hazel you bo-geh! dont smile like that lah!" -raymian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048320468290927042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg88uADQecI/AAAAAAAAAGU/1vSrs3L8MCs/s320/tombsweeping07+(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;finally a decent shot. and raymian seems. resigned. haha. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048320476880861666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg88ugDQeeI/AAAAAAAAAGk/devQtB4y15o/s320/tombsweeping07+(10).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;notice they even have the same 'spiky' fringe! hazel styled it for raymian, and told him he looks better with his fringe styled upwards. while my little newphew just stood there without a word of protest. finished with his fringe, hazel continued to style hers similar to raymian's. HOW CUTE IS THAT!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids should never grow too fast. when they're older they'll probably not do such adorably-sweet things to each other anymore. but till then, they're still fun to watch and play with. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos, a picture of the most loving set of siblings on earth:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048327181324810770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg9C0wDQehI/AAAAAAAAAG8/hOXKjPkdvDQ/s320/tombsweeping07+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aww... &lt;3&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/33963925-4551342158975746148?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/4551342158975746148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=4551342158975746148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4551342158975746148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/4551342158975746148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/04/annual-tombsweeping-every-year-my-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/Rg85JQDQeWI/AAAAAAAAAFk/G-SOjz-OVmQ/s72-c/tombsweeping07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-7664815373435768451</id><published>2007-03-11T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:16:42.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life Lesson #1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some things i've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how mad, always type in perfect english. do not use caps. do not say forget it. do not assume. always try to iterate your point. take a step back and look at whats happening to yourself. are you being the kind of person you'd hate. reflect. is whatever u're doing, doing you any good. bring in some theories u've learnt. apply to situation. analyse. conclude the best way out. consider the limitations and feasibility. breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of that, at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that. is the recipe for strong and lasting relationships.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*will update if i'm wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Life Lesson #2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine your spouse is trapped inside a burning building. you, the fireman, came to her rescue. (applying the concept of the stereotypical 'damsel in distress' here.) what is the first thing you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A. risk your life and carry her out to safety.&lt;br /&gt;B. ask and probe about what caused the fire, that resulted in your predicament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i assume normal people would choose A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apply that to couple fights - the fire is the arguement itself. the predicament can be anything, the breakup; the unhappiness; the tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of acting instinctively on your self-defence mechanism, why not first forget about the very incident that ignited the fight, and humour each other with a hug? with the unhappiness dispelled, things can be sorted out with more ease, and the reason behind the quarrel can be more effectively discussed. we all know how people say things at the moment of anger, as well as what horrible events it can lead to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlightening day.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-7623385872119702921</id><published>2007-03-09T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:32.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Spring Onion Crackers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to update just to show people that i'm aliveee. but too lazy to type so here're pictures of me, aliveee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGHjnT0vWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/a6bFiC4fhFM/s1600-h/kat"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039958503921597794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGHjnT0vWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/a6bFiC4fhFM/s320/kat%27s+21st!+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7XT0vRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gKvtDZeYTWU/s1600-h/kat"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956712920235282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7XT0vRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/gKvtDZeYTWU/s320/kat%27s+21st!+(11).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7nT0vSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1lI0YRDQ_LM/s1600-h/kat"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956717215202594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7nT0vSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/1lI0YRDQ_LM/s320/kat%27s+21st!.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7nT0vTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XXvSoFh4Fnk/s1600-h/kayteevee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956717215202610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF7nT0vTI/AAAAAAAAAEs/XXvSoFh4Fnk/s320/kayteevee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF73T0vUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vsqgL-i9u04/s1600-h/413712487_fed3a6374c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039956721510169922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGF73T0vUI/AAAAAAAAAE0/vsqgL-i9u04/s320/413712487_fed3a6374c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039959685037604226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGIoXT0vYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/qQ0VhGZQSQM/s320/look+who%27s+behind..JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEuXT0vOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fDLP1x-oAJk/s1600-h/ebie+yusheng+07+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039955390070308066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEuXT0vOI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fDLP1x-oAJk/s320/ebie+yusheng+07+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEvHT0vPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8fea_c7sO-c/s1600-h/ktv+at+cine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039955402955209970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEvHT0vPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8fea_c7sO-c/s320/ktv+at+cine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEvHT0vQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZqJXph3FvTk/s1600-h/zoukerty+zouk+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039955402955209986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RfGEvHT0vQI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZqJXph3FvTk/s320/zoukerty+zouk+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;still have lots of work to do.&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/33963925-7623385872119702921?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/7623385872119702921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=7623385872119702921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-8774398060071721566</id><published>2007-02-28T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:29:22.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey BHBH3 is having a bazaar at science faculty from 26-29 march. those interested please email me at &lt;a href="mailto:karinkewz@gmail.com"&gt;karinkewz@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;. thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-8774398060071721566?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/8774398060071721566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=8774398060071721566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its not the amount.&lt;br /&gt;its the meaning behind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always believed what you give is what you get.&lt;br /&gt;and for some reasons if u're sure u're being unjustly treated, then that person will definitely get it in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my belief is right.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-7196674693956222122?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/7196674693956222122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=7196674693956222122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/7196674693956222122'/><link rel='self' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rd60fZlhAjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/A9WI9K8l-3I/s1600-h/folklore+blueeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034659884983976498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/Rd60fZlhAjI/AAAAAAAAAD0/A9WI9K8l-3I/s400/folklore+blueeee.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i've got it. :D (thankss kaiwei!!!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to prison break... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-8606716841586755779?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/8606716841586755779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=8606716841586755779' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-6594248498307550514</id><published>2007-02-19T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:33.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Hogsbreath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the year of the piggg! :D i've always thought malays would find it ridiculous that chinese would actually put pigs in our zodiac. and when ben told me his malay coursemate's in charge of the CNY celebration at his base, i cant stop laughing. sheet. i'm getting racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated hongda's twin nephews' first birthday!!!!! only one word to describe it: undescribable. so here's a video to show how adorable and precious they are. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZBr17kHODS0" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;a doubled bundle of joy, really. notice how they just lie flat whenever they're tired of crawling? haha. and their smiles... priceless. my heart's melting all over again. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the reunion dinner on sat, the boyfriend and i sped down to chinatown in hopes of immersing ourselves into the new year spirit. we reached there at 1145, and sprinted all the way from the parking place (its quite a distance away from all the excitement, and obviously not exactly legal...) to the central stage. we were panting and all sweaty by the time we got there, but just in time for the countdown, the firecrackers and the fireworks display. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;em&gt;look who's really excited right before the countdown!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/ALIGN="CENTER"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033287591393296882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdnUZZlhAfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jBn6Qj3UzvA/s320/Pic-0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;due to our lateness, we didnt manage to secure a good strategic place to watch the fireworks display. ended up right underneath it, and having debris falling into our eyes and clothes. its so irritating, but fun too! its my 1st time at chinatown for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed to the new year market. i wanted to try and buy something reallly cheap, like what they always report on the news. the crowd was crazzzyyy! its like the longest human chain i've ever seen. everyone's sweating, holding tightly onto their friend's hand, and still smiling. :D its my dream to buy dirt-cheap muah-chee, and so we headed to find the stall selling it. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here's some pictures of the crowd that night&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033285761737228770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdnSu5lhAeI/AAAAAAAAAC0/evccKx_b_Ow/s320/Pic-0021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033285757442261442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdnSuplhAcI/AAAAAAAAACk/zEuI7dpI0ZA/s320/Pic-0022.jpg" border="%2&lt;/div" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;finally, we caught sight of a crowd surrounding a stall, with a huge banner saying "Famous Muah Chee" behind it. i shall not describe our treacherous journey through the insane crowd to the muah-chee stall from a seemingly innocent 5m away. well in the end, we managed to get $30's worth of candy for $10! :D i was very pleased with myself, and felt a surprising sense of victory. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033297740401017362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdndoJlhAhI/AAAAAAAAADg/JZhg7wGbkJ0/s320/Pic-0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;YAYYY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-6594248498307550514?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/6594248498307550514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=6594248498307550514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6594248498307550514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/6594248498307550514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/02/hogsbreath-its-year-of-piggg-d-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/RdnUZZlhAfI/AAAAAAAAAC8/jBn6Qj3UzvA/s72-c/Pic-0020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-7007421119486142754</id><published>2007-02-17T03:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T03:48:01.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you start practising self-censorship, you know its time to move your blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, wassup with people nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe descendents of my dream school (SAJC) actually rested their feet on my seat and let me smell the wonderful scent of shoe-sock-foot throughout the duration of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think i over-react. either too enthusiastic or too easily angered/pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be busy with the upcoming BH bazaars. i hope this will drive all negative thoughts away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote to liying: i've got a little something for you dearie. :) to make up for my neglect. i'm sorry, and i miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote to bennnnn: i've got your card!!! :D it really made my day. it may get lonely there xiaodi, but remember, there's always someone missing you here in singapore. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-33963925.post-757465762359328996</id><published>2007-02-15T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T14:33:34.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Season for Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lilies, jigsaw, trumpet pendent, dinner, and beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing special, yet almost perfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;we didnt have a couple shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i didnt get you anything. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031646686252958114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdQAAJlhAaI/AAAAAAAAABk/P6qW_Gan1dg/s320/vday06+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031644457164931330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdP9-ZlhAQI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0IBI222vWIk/s320/vday06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031646003353158002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_042yXTJMuHw/RdP_YZlhAXI/AAAAAAAAABM/xbrmI4QSsb4/s320/vday06+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love you laoye!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-757465762359328996?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/757465762359328996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=757465762359328996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/757465762359328996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/757465762359328996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/02/season-for-love-lilies-jigsaw-trumpet.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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/_042yXTJMuHw/RdQAAJlhAaI/AAAAAAAAABk/P6qW_Gan1dg/s72-c/vday06+(5).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-117130836854102530</id><published>2007-02-13T03:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:57:02.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joy, with the capital Jay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although boyfriends are nice to have, friends can never be replaced. especially those that pull you back whenever u're heading off-track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/903980/happy%2021st%20layz%21%21%20%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/17687/happy%2021st%20layz%21%21%20%288%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/908327/happy%2021st%20layz%21%21%20%289%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Advanced 21st Birthday Dearie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;u were beautiful that day. :) and nothing beats seeing that radiant smile of yours. cheers to our 8 years of wonderful friendship, and to everything that life has in store for us. HUGGSSS~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-117130836854102530?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/117130836854102530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=117130836854102530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117130836854102530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117130836854102530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/02/joy-with-capital-jay.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-117117471743835369</id><published>2007-02-11T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T08:22:47.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Humpty Dumpty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before anything, here's a spontanenous shot of lyz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/197991/monster%20in%20taka.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ok. i'm becoming such a nasty person recently. being so super late for all appointments, refusing to pick up phone calls and reply sms-es, seldom at home, and most of all, being so impatient and hot-tempered. think its pms, no kiddin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh and by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY SUNNY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/272493/DSC00429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/666915/DSC00433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-117117471743835369?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-117086654844828656</id><published>2007-02-08T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T00:42:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;OMG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up from my nap, to realise: i missed 2 online project meetings. one was supposed to be yday at 10, and another one at 1030 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need focus. realllly. i'm so caught up with work and birthdays that i hardly get enough rest, nor time to relax, do some sports, and worse still, study. i'm really lacking behind now: havent touched a single reading for any of my 5 modules, and now, i dont even have the time to search and read online journals and do literature reviews for my projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgive me, my dear project mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. funny how it seems like i'm always working, but in actual fact how little i earn. liangfa did some relief teaching frm 7am-1pm today, and he earned himself a good 65 bucks; while i was on my feet from 10am - 6pm, and only earned 54. speaking of which, i cant wait for feb to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my boyfriend extra much during his sailing this time. i think its cos we just made up from that first major unhappiness, plus the fact that i havent got much time for him recently, nor in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear lord, grant me strength, and bring me through this busy period. and i do pray for my studies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-117086654844828656?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/117086654844828656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=117086654844828656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117086654844828656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117086654844828656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-117047674356477761</id><published>2007-02-03T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:25:43.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i may not be always right, but perhaps this time i'm not wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i've only seen you cry twice in my whole life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"where are you. i go look for you now. i at mrt already, just gimme 20."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maybe he asked you to go home cos he's waiting below your block?... outside your house?... in your living room?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"let me tell u a joke to cheer you up! there was a plane crash and they landed on an island of cannibals......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i think of how excited i initially was, i'm disgusted with myself.&lt;br /&gt;next time please buy me something i can throw against a wall. a phone is not worth my anger.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i can wear the dress you bought, walk down the streets holding your hand, and pretend i am really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i saw ling running all the way from the lift despite her period and her cramps, i cried even harder.&lt;br /&gt;when ben called from OZ i thought maybe we should make calls a weekly thing.&lt;br /&gt;when u reminded me of the fact that u still carried on your plans despite u knowing thats not the right thing to do, i realised that i've been let down twice in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i screwed up. i didnt know what i was doing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but even when u did, u couldnt do the right thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-117047674356477761?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/117047674356477761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=117047674356477761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117047674356477761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117047674356477761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-may-not-be-always-right-but-perhaps.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-117034954302546360</id><published>2007-02-02T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T01:09:37.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Flowers For Charity!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey hey heyyy!!! a little publicity for BHBH3. i'm involved in this Big Hands Bigger Hearts 3 thing, where we're going to philippines in may as overseas CIP to help the children there. right now we're doing some fund raising, selling flowers and nitty grits for valentine's day. the prices are reasonable (trust me.), and at the same time, can do your bit for charity! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do visit the website: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bhbh3flowers.blogspot.com"&gt;bhbh3flowers.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo! we're also selling raw roses (de-thorned and with a simple ribbon) at $4. that one can just approach me straight. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do consider ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 rose, 2 smiles, 3 good deeds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-117034954302546360?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/117034954302546360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=117034954302546360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117034954302546360'/><link rel='self' 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fortunate i am to have such dear friends like you guys! i hope everyone had fun meeting up with old friends, and forgive me for being unable to mingle as much as i wish i had. reallllly guilty that everybody had to brave the freezing wind and incessent rain with me, but hey! thats what made MY bbq special! haha. :P but still, really touched that many of u stayed till the end with me. for that, i'm grateful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;laoyezi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who so sweetly rented a car, helped me take pictures, set up the fire, transport the chicken wings, fed me bee hoon........ thank you for taking all the trouble, and not even grumble when i vented my frustration on you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;xiaojie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for without him, there'll be no food. but ooi. bear in mind that i marinated the chicken wings! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;layz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;weichee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, who just came and busied themselves all the way till the end. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for kindly lending me stuffs from ebie, or everyone would have to drink straight from the drain. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;broddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for getting that super delicious cake. &lt;3 everyone said it was fantabulous! (its 50bucks per kg, mind you!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cos, everyone who came and livened up my 21st with your presence, either for 5mins or 5 hours!!! thanks for all the gifts, which i really appreciate cos i know and appreciate the effort behind it. and i shall once again thank you all for braving the rain and wind with me on my special day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be up soon, in instalments. u know how blogger tends to screw up at times... but never too screwed for me to post this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/201168/DSCF1704.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yayyyy!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY 21st TO MEEEEE~~!!!&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/33963925-117001174983788536?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/117001174983788536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=117001174983788536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117001174983788536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/117001174983788536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/forever-21-many-thanks-to-all-who.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116966424317360657</id><published>2007-01-25T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T03:07:56.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Blessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone who's seen me these 2 days would know: i'm highly stressed and kinda pissed off with my own upcoming bbq. many loose ends untied, such as people who cant confirm with me until thurs, plus the absence of many folks. a little disappointed actually with the turnout, but i understand cos its really last minute. in addition also feel bad for some peeps who're going, cos they're alone. now keeping my fingers crossed that the bbq will turn out well. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its through such distressing times that one sees love. a huge &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/964148/xp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/341504/xp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;xueping:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; qiheng is a lazy bum. thanks to you that this bbq can materialise! double thanks for settling my bee hoon. triple thanks for offering to settle my miscellenous stuff. HUGSSSS. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/766622/qh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/378223/qh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;qiheng:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ok ok give u credit. for lending me your name so i can book that pit in your condo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/548796/layz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/243596/layz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/427699/wc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/442234/wc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;weichee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;layz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for taking MC for my special day. and for coming early to help me mix the drinks and cocktail + settle the decor. :D &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/839791/layz.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/634687/bro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/840601/bro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;broddy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for listening though its already 1am and waaayy past your bedtime. for offering to rent-a-car to help me in the logistics. for helping me plan out how much of each food to get. for settling my cake on both days. &lt;3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/204872/xj.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/200/696877/xj.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;xiaojie kor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for suggesting and helping me settle all the foodstuffs, including marinating and frying them at the expense of your precious time. u really took alot of stress off me. xiaojie ROCKS!! (haha happy anot!?) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) typing all these make me feel so happy. its you guys who makes 4hours of rest seem worth it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to sign off, here's garfield.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/860264/tycoon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116966424317360657?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116966424317360657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116966424317360657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116966424317360657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116966424317360657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/blessed-anyone-whos-seen-me-these-2.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116897159013069205</id><published>2007-01-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T02:19:50.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I've Got It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/764769/20060814122029_76172.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my samsung ultra edition 12.9. :D :D :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you lyz!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3&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/33963925-116897159013069205?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116897159013069205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116897159013069205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116897159013069205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116897159013069205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/ive-got-it-my-samsung-ultra-edition-12.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116888275064860733</id><published>2007-01-16T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T01:39:10.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Frustrated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why. why cant the irritating CORS just give me all my modules and subsequent tutorial slots? why must they always aggravate the condition of my receding hairline? why cant the school open more tutorial slots so the poor students can lead a better and happier life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GROWLLLL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just been accepted into Big Hands, Bigger Hearts 3. its a 3week overseas CIP trip to philippines in end may. dont really know to laugh or cry, since it means a high level of commitment to the project (which includes working closely with people whom i dont even know), and in turn means either working lesser or less time with the lyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i might quit one job. no points for guessing which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday birthday.......... i think my 21st came at the wrong time. not when i dont get my tutorial slots, or when both bosses are asking me to work more and to quit the other place, or when i'm too busy and tired to discuss the event with my folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like a party, very very much. i'd love to invite all my friends, BPPS, RV, band, PJ, uni... everyone! even if i know i might not be able to play a good host and entertain all of them, at least the party would give us a legitimate reason to gather and to catch up on the basic updates, like who's working where, who's studying what... yes. i would like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall work on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile, i'm feeling super bad towards my precious ones, esp liying and weichee. sorry for seemingly being MIA hon... i miss you!! somehow we always cant manage to find a good timing to meet. but we will ok! i'll make time for u. and wc! sorry for being a bad friend, not listening and seemingly unconcerned abt your emotional and physical health. but i do care! and i know u know it. please just bear with me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love yalllllll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116888275064860733?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116888275064860733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116888275064860733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116888275064860733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116888275064860733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/frustrated-why.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116853861066853876</id><published>2007-01-12T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T02:03:30.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;IT Non-Savvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lok-cok phone finally died. after accidentally dropping it while taking stocks at candy e., the lcd screen gave up on me and became blank. with it goes half my phone numbers and saved smses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was in the midst of internet sms-ing, my laptop suddenly became a blue screen with lots of weird words in that much hated computer font (think: matrix). then it restarted. and this has become increasingly frequent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes i knowww. bright side. the fatal drop also became a catalyst for a new phone (hopefully its my much fantasised sumsung ultra series slidephone), and a reformatting of my laptop. when its done my com will be free of useless things and bugs and worms and trojan horses and what-have-yous. so its good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will do nothing for my birthday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116853861066853876?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116853861066853876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116853861066853876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116853861066853876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116853861066853876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-non-savvy-my-lok-cok-phone-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116840274167479288</id><published>2007-01-10T12:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T12:19:01.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Non Sequitur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an interesting garfield strip that i received during the christmas period. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/508219/xmas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's my latest subscription! Girls &amp; Sports. they're not as good as garfield, but still manage to send some funny vibes now and then. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/395940/G&amp;S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/233166/G%26S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally, my proposed timetable for this semester:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/36206/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/276763/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;any suggestions as to how to go about celebrating my 21st?&lt;br /&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/33963925-116840274167479288?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116840274167479288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116840274167479288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116840274167479288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116840274167479288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/non-sequitur-heres-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116839292417382278</id><published>2007-01-10T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:35:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;When One's Too Lazy To Type&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/341027/DSCF1588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/242917/DSCF1595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/732475/DSCF1607.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116839292417382278?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116839292417382278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116839292417382278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116839292417382278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116839292417382278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-ones-too-lazy-to-type.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116676196383859358</id><published>2006-12-22T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T12:32:43.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Family Luncheon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the confirmed foodlist for the luncheon on christmas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  small portion of sushi&lt;br /&gt;2.  small portion of sotong ball from Old Chang Kee&lt;br /&gt;3.  BBQ Express ribs&lt;br /&gt;4.  Pizza Hut 3 regular pizzas&lt;br /&gt;5.  KFC Mega Meal + Friends Meal (22 pieces chicken, 15 nuggets, 1 reg + 2 large popcorn chicken, 1 medium + 2 large coleslaw, 3 large whipped potato)&lt;br /&gt;6.  2 Golden Pillow chicken curry buns + 1 curry mutton bun&lt;br /&gt;7.  Golden Pillow beehoon&lt;br /&gt;8.  free-flow soft drinks&lt;br /&gt;9.  apple strudel&lt;br /&gt;10.  christmas log cake (courtesy of lyz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there'll also be the customary gift exchange and majong session after the luncheon, so do get excited!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a &lt;strong&gt;smashing&lt;/strong&gt; parrrrtyy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116676196383859358?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116676196383859358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116676196383859358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116676196383859358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116676196383859358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/family-luncheon-this-is-confirmed.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116663651222873150</id><published>2006-12-21T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T01:41:52.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been working like i've never worked before.&lt;br /&gt;occupational hazards are back: bruises, cuts, backaches and lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk more about Candy Empire next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116663651222873150?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116663651222873150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116663651222873150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116663651222873150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116663651222873150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/been-working-like-ive-never-worked.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116634210944840355</id><published>2006-12-17T14:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:17:03.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kit-Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been successfully recruited into candy empire as their crew. and as part of the training phase, i am to work at the vivocity outlet 3 times a week, juggling both EB and CE. this simply means: i'll be at work for the rest of december, every single day except the eve of xmas eve, xmas eve itself, and xmas day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my schedule: 18, 21, 22, 30, 31 - EB. 19, 20, 26, 27, 28, 29 - CE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowee~ as lyz said, i'll be rich by the end of dec. but the work itself... i'm so not looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when school reopens (which reminds me, bidding blues..), CE requires me to work minimum twice a week. hopefully jingyi will let me work once a week if not i'll have to quit EB, one month after i rejoined them. that would make me seem like a total traitor! but money is good temptation, and i'm a poor girl, so what can i do.... CE's starting pay is already 5.50/hr. the manager said most likely by jan i'll be raised to 6/hr. and the shifts are long, at least 7 hrs each time... i dunno. evan can call me what he likes, as long as i get the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna miss out on my time with the lyz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a brighter note, we went to catch corrinne may's xmas concert at the esplanade yesterday!! my goodness her voice is sooo000ooo rich! what amazes me most is that she sang while playing on the piano for a large part of the concert! that, is one thing i can never do. having to remember the lyrics, to change the pedals, to play the right notes.... &lt;strong&gt;fantabulous&lt;/strong&gt;! some songs managed to touch me, and i got kinda emotional. they really hit you, and u can relate to them immediately. i guess thats the power of local musicians. shared identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the concert, the lyz and i were famished, since we didnt have time to dine before the concert. desperate to satisfy our cravings for pasta, we walked to one fullerton, hoping to eat at bakerzin. but after walking all the way there (the route seemed extra long cos i was on heels plus i was really hungry), we realised that... bakerzin has been taken over by starbucks. UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked back, got into the car, and drove up to millenia walk, knowing for sure that there's bakerzin there. but when we reached, it was alr almost 11 and they only serve desserts!! double UGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed to EB. cos i &lt;strong&gt;know&lt;/strong&gt; ebie's timings and food availability at my fingertips. managed to satisfy our hunger and craving, thanks to eric, who gave me 2 extra prawns for my GP pasta. haha. YAY!!! we realised that ebie's food is really really good, despite the fact that, u know. the management kinda... vacuums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all in all, t'was a wonderful evening! and i have the lyz to thank for that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j24/rickarin/xmas06corrinnemayconcert.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/33963925-116634210944840355?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116634210944840355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116634210944840355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116634210944840355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116634210944840355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/kit-kat-i-have-been-successfully.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116595023060562805</id><published>2006-12-13T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T03:03:50.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there will always be this big battle.&lt;br /&gt;between standing up for yourself, and being an obedient child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you say you understand,&lt;br /&gt;when you dont even listen.&lt;br /&gt;how can you say you're right,&lt;br /&gt;when you dont even let me prove that u're wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you say u're disappointed in me,&lt;br /&gt;just because i didnt grow up the way u wanted me too.&lt;br /&gt;am i that bad, the current state i'm in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can you say u know me,&lt;br /&gt;when u mute my words and blind my tears.&lt;br /&gt;and all i ever did, was to love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if to love you means giving up my dreams,&lt;br /&gt;what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;if you said u understand me,&lt;br /&gt;then tell me. what would &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart is bleeding.&lt;br /&gt;because u're grasping it too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let me go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116595023060562805?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116595023060562805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116595023060562805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116595023060562805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116595023060562805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/there-will-always-be-this-big-battle.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116591422082465301</id><published>2006-12-12T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T17:03:40.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;All In A Day's Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in about an hour's time, i'll be starting my first hour of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;back at EB.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shock shock horror horror*&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i know... its like, i bitched so much about that place and yet i'm going back after 6months.&lt;br /&gt;call me spineless, invertebrate.&lt;br /&gt;but money is good motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;logically thinking, going back ebie is good.&lt;br /&gt;1. evan's paying me 5.50 per hour, straight. that means i skip all the training phase and get the full pay directly.&lt;br /&gt;2. i miss the folks there. kor, jingyi, renting, alex, ah hong, alvin...&lt;br /&gt;3. convenient. direct bus both from NUS and home, all within 30 mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;additional incentives?&lt;br /&gt;1. i get to work on tue, thu and sat/sun only.&lt;br /&gt;2. actually got the dishwater but apparently he's gone. WTH... its just my luck. destined to wash dishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still, i have my reservations.&lt;br /&gt;although i would only have to familiarise myself, i'm still feeling jittery.&lt;br /&gt;the new menu, making new drinks, new rules, new staff... i hope i'll be able to handle all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this means: less time with the lyz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can feel the impact already, when we were discussing when to meet this week.&lt;br /&gt;"tuesday leh?"&lt;br /&gt;"cannot ley i working 6-11"&lt;br /&gt;"aiyo... i thurs sailing nvm, then sat?"&lt;br /&gt;"i think 6-2."&lt;br /&gt;"huh... but i planned something for us on sat leh."&lt;br /&gt;"hmm... cannot change to sunday?"&lt;br /&gt;"cannot.... one day only."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;after sometime bugging him on what that program is...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i bought tickets to corrinne may's concert at esplanade. thats the first night."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHUI.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can find someone to replace me.&lt;br /&gt;or he might just fulfill his threat and invite his ex. :P&lt;br /&gt;*keeping my fingers crossed*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116591422082465301?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116591422082465301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116591422082465301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116591422082465301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116591422082465301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-in-days-work-in-about-hours-time.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116576132549229209</id><published>2006-12-10T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T22:45:27.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sugared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=46459057&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="320" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?refid=46459057"&gt;&lt;img title="RockYou slideshow" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/images/logo-mini.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply, to welcome you back.&lt;br /&gt;with lots of butterfly kisses and cookie hugs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-create.php?refid=46459057" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116576132549229209?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116576132549229209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-friday, 08122006-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thats today. i finally met up with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/766512/ao4%40tcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt; the pj a04 folks!!!!!!!! ann, piao, maybly, annie and mel!!!!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no prize for guessing what we did. i mean, u put 6 girls who havent met in eons together, what more can they do except.... gossip?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hahahahahah. it was damn fun! from lora to qianwen to yafen to gordon, and a whole lot of other peeps. funny how i get to know more about pj people &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; graduating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sidepoint. their marcaroni gratin is fabulous. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/934421/ao4%40tcc%20%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;had alot of fun today, seriously. nothing beats bitching with a buncha girlfriends. and its comforting to know that no matter how long it will be before our next gathering, we &lt;em&gt;will&lt;/em&gt; definitely meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HUGSS yall! &lt;3&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116558922783868455?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116558922783868455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116558922783868455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116558922783868455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116558922783868455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/friday-08122006-okay-thats-today.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116558788772851681</id><published>2006-12-08T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:29:28.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-thursday, 07122006-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with seby after sooo loong!! always see him online but seldom meet up. went to catch deja vu at vivocity (or, according to him, VUVU at VOVOcity -.-"). the show's damn good. go catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after satisfying his lifelong dream of catching a show at singapore's biggest cinema (36 seat capacity across the theatre, mind you!), we hopped onto the NE line and headed to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/462588/seby%40brewerkz%20%2816%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/975158/seby%40brewerkz%20%2827%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Brewerkz! :D :D yeahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard so much about that place from lyz and broddy, about how they brew their own beers, how they have a wide variety of flavoured beers, about how smooth the beers are... i had to try. and then gaboo said he's working there now, and got 50% discount if he gets it for us (but in the end he got himself into ankle-deep shit. sorrrryyyy gabs!!!!!!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we headed down and got ourselves 3 beers and a tiramisu. okay lets just say, we're not beer connoisseurs. and the tiramisu tastes more like custard. but still..... its worth an experience. :) lyz when u're back we go try ok! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh! saw a funny sign at clarke quay mrt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/673736/seby%40brewerkz%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/754088/seby%40brewerkz%20%2812%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yeap. the government even counts the number of steps for you. talk about the nanny state. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116558788772851681?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116558788772851681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116558788772851681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116558788772851681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116558788772851681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/thursday-07122006-met-up-with-seby.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116558671084503039</id><published>2006-12-08T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:25:57.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/62877/seby@brewerkz%20(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;-wednesday, 06122006-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping spree day! met piao at far east to get annie's present. and ended up getting a dress and a top as well! :D felt sooo goood! thanks dearie for waiting while i try on the dresses!!!!! and of cos, your generous comments, especially when u were so tired... *HUGSS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met ben at holland for hogs breath. its my first time tasting steak, so dont really know how to appreciate. but according to him, u must cut small pieces, then put it in your mouth and chew slowly. i tried that and the steak was SOO juicy!!!!!! so i guess their steaks are not famous for nothing. :D they have very pretty mashed potatos too! that looks like a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/58866/hogs%20breath%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/4053/hogs%20breath%20%283%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;ben refused to let me get a decent shot of him. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in any case, we went to coffee club after that for dessert, due to my overwhelming craving for strawberry shortcake. all in all, it was an enjoyable evening with great food and even greater company! ben's been a good friend to me... dependable and encouraging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hear me xiaodi? u wont be forgotten just because u'll be away for 1 year!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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/33963925-116558671084503039?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116558671084503039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116558671084503039' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.mtvasia.com/Funstuff/Xmas/xmas.php?treename=karinnn"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/518117/xmasss.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha i am such a copycat, seriously. :) but still, do click on rudolf and drop me some blessings for christmas!!! santa will reward you for being nice this year! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116531018441015515?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116531018441015515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116531018441015515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116531018441015515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116531018441015515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/hyped-for-xmas-haha-i-am-such-copycat.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116524186458316139</id><published>2006-12-04T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:28:17.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Surging Emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the world is gloomy and dark,&lt;br /&gt;the skies are bleak and ominous,&lt;br /&gt;all the lights in the houses put out,&lt;br /&gt;the street lights flicker and die,&lt;br /&gt;not a voice nor a cricket song be heard,&lt;br /&gt;no warmth from a human touch be felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the best thing that can happen to you at this juncture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realising that your emotions paper is at 1300 hours, instead of your presupposed 0900.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YAY!!&lt;/strong&gt; :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok an add-on. the next best thing that can happen to u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum's homecooked foooooodd!!! what more, your favourite dishes!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/995096/food%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;supercalifragilisticexpialidociously yummmyyy!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;with renewed hope and a warm, full stomach, i shall set out on my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SC2216, emotions and social life.&lt;br /&gt;mpsh5 seat number 293.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116524186458316139?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116524186458316139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116524186458316139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116524186458316139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116524186458316139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/surging-emotions-when-world-is-gloomy.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116515729959842863</id><published>2006-12-03T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:48:19.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this american soldier was in iraq and he was badly wounded in a bomb blast.&lt;br /&gt;he was rushed to the military hospital, but despite the doctor's best efforts he was dying.&lt;br /&gt;so the soldier called for a nurse and when the nurse came, he asked for an american flag so he could "kiss it and say goodbye to his country".&lt;br /&gt;the nurse said she didnt have a flag but she did have a minature one tattooed on her buttock.&lt;br /&gt;so she pulled down her skirt slightly and let the soldier kiss the flag on her behind.&lt;br /&gt;then the soldier said,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"could u turn around so i can kiss bush too?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ps. thanks ben and seb! u guys really make my... night light up! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116515729959842863?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116515729959842863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116515729959842863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116515729959842863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116515729959842863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/12/joke-this-american-soldier-was-in-iraq.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116508453397970472</id><published>2006-12-03T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:38:59.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wishing Upon A Runaway Train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the feeling of loss, loneliness, ennui.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;feels like i'm blindfolded, aimlessly trying to feel my way around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my friends are all cheering me on, i can hear them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yet i cant see them. i cant make out their bearings. i cant walk towards them for support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i know i have alot of things to be grateful for, and i shouldnt be greedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but this big black hole just seems to enlarge exponentially, until its impossible to ignore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do i really want? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how can i help myself?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;passivity's gonna get me killed. sucked into the black hole and disappear without even making so much as a speck in the universe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i dont dare to step onto new terrains on my own. i always want someone with me. anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but its impossible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thats rule number one in the book of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no one can accompany you through life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then why did God make humans social animals? then throw them into the sea of isolation?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hongda once said, that religious people are often weak in personality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because they know, and they want to believe, that there's always always this supernatural, omnipotent guy who's there for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to give unlimited strength.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to give unfailing support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to give everlasting wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to give infinite hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to give the ultimate sense of belonging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i ask. whats wrong with that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i would want to believe in that too, if a simple belief can enrich my life as such.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;whats wrong with having a weak personality, as long as u live life fully?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at least it sees you through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not turning religious here. i dont even wake up in time for church service, nor offer joss-sticks to my ancestors and goddess of mercy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just a passing thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love postings like this. long and wordy and boring and self-indulgent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and see who reads it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and if they'll try to help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am attention-seeking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i will:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;get a job(s). and get some focus back into life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;save up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dive in march.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all these, i will accomplish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;backpacking and community service... will see how next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a name="superhero"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;All I need is a good disguise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;One where nobody can recognise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;That I'm feeling so small&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;All i need is a secret weapon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I've gotta have faith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zapping monsters into outer space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm gonna be a superhero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Save Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Little Superhero Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Save me from myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel like a little girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Trying to conquer the whole wide world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- "Little Superhero Girl", Corrinne May&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/33963925-116508453397970472?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116508453397970472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116508453397970472' title='4 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember we used to say how others probably think we're lesbians? well now i finally see why they might think so. if i were lesbian, i would choose you, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;SU LIYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for that really sweet gesture hon. i love the chocs, but nothing beats the fact that u actually came down and left it outside my door. *HUGGSS* it really took me by surprised, and doubled the encouragement. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you dearieeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116487929371213878?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116487929371213878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Toys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us have a favourite toy which is particularly important to us when we were young. no matter where we go, to the loo, to the shopping mall, to the library... we must have it with us. at night when we're lying on the bed, we converse with it, telling it about our day, complain about our teachers, confess our latest crush, asking it for advice. irregardless the degree of intimacy and interaction, the toy has a special place in our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ke clan kids are no exception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the day when i was born, someone (dont know if its a relative, or my parents, or whoever) got me a little green penguin plush. i named it guin guin (no points for guessing why). its really adorable, with his little yellow ribbon that can never be set straight, a small tuft of white hair, standing at 15cm tall and looking really rollable. till date i have it on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/301365/DSCF0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/967072/guin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my brother has his special toy too! its a little lion cub that he used to call simba, after the lion king protagonist. when we moved from hillview to bt panjang, he threw away all his toys, and kept only this. now, its the only thing in his room that hints of his childhood. a full-grown man with a closet lion cub. imagine the sentimental value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/505278/DSCF1394.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;of cos, my little sister would want to have a part in this whole special-childhood-toy business. so she just adopted one, and called it Retarded Bear. R.B for short. -.-" she brought it to her very first class chalet and all her friends laughed at it. (dont worry guin guin! i wun let anyone mock at you!!) ok. so here's how her R.B looks like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/765301/DSCF1400.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/400/808181/rb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers to simba, R.B, and my beloved guin guin. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116481451795852252?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116481451795852252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116481451795852252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 3 more to go. classic social theory, mass media, and emotions. now i think its time for some divine intervention. as what the boyfriend suggested, "burn your notes, mix with water, and drink the ashes!" this way all the knowledge will be internalised within me. brilliant idea. :D he never fails to lessen the tension and anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today before my computing paper, ah hong texted me a forwarded msg. in reply i told him abt my impending paper. this is what he said:&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;sure pass k. coz u so clever... relax 1st. go drink water before u go for your test&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; i was a little surprised, since till date this is the first time i've heard someone say &lt;em&gt;drink water before ur exam&lt;/em&gt;. so i asked him why. in reply, ah hong texted: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;coz last time i go for test i always go toilet den go drink water...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahahahaha! he's the funniest. suddenly the ebie nostalgia's back again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm obsessed with B*Witched and Corrinne May recently. their songs are continually repeated on my muvo and my windows media player. &lt;em&gt;blame it on the weatherman, c'est la vie, rollercoaster, hey mickey!, little superhero girl, everything in its time&lt;/em&gt;.... typical class 95 songs. wait till i lay my hands on ben's collection. then it'll be Gold 90.5. yummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broddy's back from OZ!!! and among other things that he bought, there's.... &lt;strong&gt;KRISPY KREMES&lt;/strong&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1372.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1375.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;freshly-baked doughnuts with a thick generous coat of icing. &lt;strong&gt;H.E.A.V.E.N.L.Y.&lt;/strong&gt; it simply melts in your mouth (no ben, m&amp;m's dont achieve the same results) and instantaneously, u feel a whole lot better about yourself. life seems alot merrier too. no kiddin'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1376.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes i know, thats a lot of pictures for a dozen lumps of dough with holes in the middle. just want to put my point across. notice how the pictures of those lovely things get bigger and bigger? ;) now i know why aussies can grow so big.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to bed. there's a battle to be fought with some Dead White Men tml. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(i'm gonna miss you. alot. i can feel it already.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116473700498274266?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116473700498274266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116473700498274266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116473700498274266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116473700498274266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-2-down-3-more-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116428750128120704</id><published>2006-11-23T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:11:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/1600/962959/happy%20feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/652155/happy%20feet.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i was surfing for pictures of baby mumble, and typed &lt;em&gt;happy feet&lt;/em&gt; in yahoo. and the above picture was churned out by the search engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like it so much, i decided to post this, instead of the tap-dancing penguin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow it managed to make my day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116428750128120704?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116428750128120704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116428750128120704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116428750128120704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116428750128120704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-feet-i-was-surfing-for-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116428156083768115</id><published>2006-11-23T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:32:40.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Papillicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're here! they're here!!!!!!!!!!!!! my papilliooooooo~~ a full 10 days earlier than expected!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadly, the size doesnt fit too well. i tried on size 35 in the stall, and it was just nice. i tried on size 37 and it was kinda big. plus i checked the chart they provided on the website. i &lt;em&gt;should&lt;/em&gt; be a size 36.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as it turned out, my size 36 feels like the size 35 i tried in the stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little disappointed, but no one is allowed to criticise it! except me. cos i still think its pretty!! and although its a notch less, i'm still super excited and happy with my orange-buckled birks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hail the lyz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116428156083768115?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116428156083768115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;br /&gt;i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you i miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116421885675654498?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116421885675654498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116421885675654498' title='0 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Drift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;swimming was good. fun. productive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lunching at engine is a million times better than at business. but i still miss yong.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a long gossip session with the pea and miss tan in the cellphone cubicle at central library. hilarious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saw ailin ailin in the cubicle next to ours. such coincidences only happen on special days.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watched happy feet. not that fantastic. overrated. but i still adore baby penguins. especially those that rap. or are green.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;grilled chicken baked rice will never go wrong. paelle is like seafood rojak. both are nice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;birks came but no one was home to receive it. cant wait to pick them up tml morning.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yawwnnnnnn..........................................&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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WOWWW~ she wasnt too thrilled when i mentioned the half-century thing though. but still, its significant, and i really think its kinda cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because its such an important and significant age, daddykins did something really special...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/29602/mum%27s%2050th%20bday%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;(look carefully! there's even an attached sign saying "i love you"!! haha my dad's super sweet. and adorable.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;he overheard engarism and i discussing what to get for mummy the day before, and interrupted, "ooi dont buy cake and flowers ah. i buy already."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;seriously, how sweet is that!! i wonder if (and hopefully so) my future husband would say that to my kids when i turn 50.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;in any case, he bought the same durian cake that mum bought for him for his birthday. because the both of them love that cake so much. and we have this suspicion that its also because their 2 daughters would not fight with them for the cake. :) so there you have it... the happy birthday girl. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/873358/mum%27s%2050th%20bday%21%21%20%285%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/688208/mum%27s%2050th%20bday%21%21%20%287%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/955/3726/320/239062/mum%27s%2050th%20bday%21%21%20%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;happy birthday mummy dear!!! :D when i strike riches i promise to bring you to south korea!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116412017586018679?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116411620744504213</id><published>2006-11-21T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:41:27.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Offtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised how come i dont see a title box when i compose my posts.&lt;br /&gt;because i didnt enable it in my settings..... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;and now its too late to enable it cos it would uglify my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooo! see my links list on the left?&lt;br /&gt;scroll down to the last link: VeeNourishment.&lt;br /&gt;haha. its mine. i just set it up a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to have a blog to embed all the interesting, funny, enlightening videos that i found on YouTube/my friends sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;go visit when u're bored, or in need of some entertainment!&lt;br /&gt;but most of it will be on whose line.&lt;br /&gt;because i love it so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally getting some focus on my readings.&lt;br /&gt;a little late, but better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;please keep your fingers crossed for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps. piao. get well soon!! herbal tea, lozenges, panadol... pop them all!&lt;br /&gt;pps. layz. i love youuuuuuuu! *hugsss* focus focus! we need to focus!&lt;br /&gt;ppps. ling. hang on there dear friend!! jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;pppps. eric ang qin bing. thank you for entertaining me on msn!&lt;br /&gt;ppppps. lyz. no hugs nor kisses for you until weekend.&lt;br /&gt;pppppps. lyz. looking forward to happy feeeeeetttt!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ppppppps. lyz. i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116411620744504213?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116387904397033507</id><published>2006-11-19T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T03:46:59.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A Long Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday 8.00 pm, the brother left for melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday 9.00 am, the boyfriend left for nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;on saturday 5.00 pm, the neighbour left for queensland.&lt;br /&gt;on sunday 12.00 pm, the soulmate's gonna leave for aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in less than a week's time my papers are going to start. and yet my readings still look as though i just bought them. watched 'singapore rebel' on YouTube and am currently in my own illusion that i did some revision for mass media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugghh! i'm in serious need for discipline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after my exams i MUST MUST MUST get a job! then i can make plans materialise. perhaps the backpacking trip with mr chan, or the diving trip with layz. even my wish to do community service overseas can finally become reality. and hopefully the lyz and i can have a short getaway, even to malaysia, this december. i really really need to inhale some non-singaporean air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then its x'mas! my favourite holiday after chinese new year (cos got ang pow)! :D there're presents to buy, greetings to send, people to meet up with. and with 2007 drawing near, it also means i need cash to buy 21st bday presents for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, The Job is vital. top priority on to-do list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in addition, i shall try looking out for something to commit myself to. maybe The Job will come concurrently with this, but if not, i think i need to find my place in this world. i've been wondering around aimlessly for 2 years now, and its becoming overwhelming. maybe i should help kaiwei out with the s-word musical, for starters. or go explore my photography skills as wc proposed times and again; take up a course, like kickboxing; go get myself a driving license; or brush up my piano and have another go at grade 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many possibilities. i must really orientate myself and bring my life back to equilibrium. do cheer me on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, i need to get past the next 3 weeks. where there're exams galore, and close friends amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VE VEIL PREWAIL!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116387904397033507?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116387904397033507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;18112006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/happy%202nd%20monthversary!%20(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/happy%202nd%20monthversary%21%20%2810%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&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/33963925-116384568976392470?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116375329133437825</id><published>2006-11-17T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T16:53:01.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yamakasi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have 6 minutes to spare, watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kylVt4yoWkE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if you only have 2 minutes to spare, watch this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-5HfBZaL12k" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;but of cos. its recommended that you squeeze out 8 minutes of your life and watch BOTH. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116375329133437825?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116375329133437825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116375329133437825' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116375329133437825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116375329133437825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/yamakasi-if-you-have-6-minutes-to.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116370698887562921</id><published>2006-11-17T03:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T04:08:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;DJ Dee Dee Gee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing a little publicity for a particular sebastian ang yun zhuan here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's successfully gotten into the finals of the open category of the Northeast Musicmix. there's only 4 finalists so i guess it's really gonna be an exciting competition! oh, its some DJ competition by the way. yes. i have cool friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, please show your support for&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DJ Sebastian Ang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (or DJ seb) on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;25th nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, at &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;MOS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;room 54&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. the students category starts at 5.30pm, but you dont really need to know that. the open category's the happening one, and it starts at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free entry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for all. okay to stay on and make merry after that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ooo! shout his name once and he'll give u 2 bucks! ;) below's a pic of how he looks like.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/100_0781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;                                                                 jiayou sebeee~~!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116370698887562921?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116370698887562921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116370698887562921' title='0 Comments'/><link 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style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Weekend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh weekend! please be late!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116369888258395925?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116369888258395925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116369888258395925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116369888258395925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116369888258395925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekend-oh-weekend-please-be-late.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116369876979252213</id><published>2006-11-17T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T01:39:29.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116369876979252213?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116369876979252213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116369876979252213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116369876979252213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116369876979252213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/are-you-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116353801908551033</id><published>2006-11-15T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T05:01:52.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>in the middle of the night, your darkest innermost emotions creeps out and confronts you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overwhelms you.&lt;br /&gt;consumes you.&lt;br /&gt;engulfs you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by daybreak, everything's exactly where u've left it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only you would know the difference.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116353801908551033?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116353801908551033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116343925822093768</id><published>2006-11-14T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:34:18.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Birkies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/birkies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/birkies.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my very first pair of authentic birks! almost didnt manage to get it though. almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;countdown: 20 days to its grand arrival, latest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116343925822093768?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116343925822093768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116343925822093768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116343925822093768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116343925822093768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/birkies-my-very-first-pair-of.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116335920267191008</id><published>2006-11-13T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T03:27:37.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Xiaohong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="250" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://petswf.bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/swf/penguin" width="250" height="300" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" bgcolor="ffffff" flashvars="cn=xiaohong&amp;an=karinnn&amp;amp;clr=0xfe8a09"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://bunnyherolabs.com/adopt/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;because i thought the existence of a virtual penguin would go perfectly with my blog.&lt;br /&gt;because i love orange.&lt;br /&gt;because &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; love orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;because i know i will miss you. alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. u can feed xiaohong with weird green fishes by clicking on the 'more' tab.&lt;br /&gt;pp/s. u can play with xiaohong by moving your cursor and clicking on him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- END bunnyhero labs pet code --&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116335920267191008?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116335920267191008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116335920267191008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116335920267191008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116335920267191008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/xiaohong-because-i-thought-existence.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116335607557628496</id><published>2006-11-13T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T02:27:55.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Jappie &amp; Julzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is long overdue. on friday i took this group of japanese students around and acted as their tour guide for the day. it turned out to be super hilarious and very very fun! they spoke minimal english, and the only jap vocab i know is chotomateh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw this mini-mouse pouch hanging on the neck of one of my girls, pointed to it and muttered 'kawaii!' (a desperate attempt to make conversation). in reply, she took one full bus journey to relay the message 'my younger sister bought it for me.' so you know how much effort was put in to actually communicate with them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's alot i want to say but i'm too tired to get to the details. all in all, i had lots of fun (earning 13bucks per hour), and i think they were very entertained by my efforts to learn jap from them. when we went back to the hotel, they gave me this really pretty heart-shaped cushion, a fan, and this scrapbook that they made themselves! i was very very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/1st%20tour%20grp%20(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/1st%20tour%20grp%20%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; thats the group of them! ok the one beside me didnt look too happy. she was a little ill and very tired. singapore's too &lt;em&gt;hotto &lt;/em&gt;for them, and they walked quite abit under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/1st%20tour%20grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/1st%20tour%20grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sining, adeline, me and suzi. haha the four of us just stuck together throughout the whole tour. it was a &lt;em&gt;totemo totemo totemo &lt;/em&gt;memorable first time indeed! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;today is julzy's birthdayyyyy!!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1286.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY 23RD BIRTHDAY JULZY &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;DARLINGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; huggiesssss!!~ we love love love youuuu!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;many much-missed faces! danial, gordie, cindy baby (!!!) and eric. we had zhee char at ulu pandan, and goodness it's such a yummylicious spread!!!! think: hotplate toufu, fried baby squid, sambal stingray, fried you tiao with mayonnise, xo-sauce ribs, baby kailan, sambal la-la and oat prawns! see how satisfied our bday girl is?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;had a nice chat with xiaojie-kor on the way home. its always nice to meet up with the ebie folks, either to club, or ktv, or a simple dinner. feels like home, very warm, very cosy, very comfortable. there'll always be tons of laughter, and problems are left at the back of our minds. HUGS. really lucky to have met these peeps at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;next up: kala's 21st, jingyi's 21st, our post-exams clubbing trip, our tentative dec chalet, alex's house-warming, and not forgetting impromptu ktv get-high sessions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can hardly wait. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116335607557628496?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116335607557628496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116335607557628496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Tiffiny's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 845 this morning and i look like i just got hit by a car. my eye bags were so deep i think i can compete with a kangeroo's pouch. but its worth it! :D cos it means breakie with the lyz at botanical gardens. hows that for a tuesday morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think: &lt;em&gt;scrambled eggs, croissant, toast with strawberry jam, orange juice, coffee, hashbrown, bacon, sausages and strawberry pancakes&lt;/em&gt;. heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/breakfast%20at%20tiffiny%27s%20%285%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/breakfast%20at%20tiffiny%27s%20%2828%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i've always believed that a good jumpstart in the morning hints the sign of a good day. now i'd like to add &lt;em&gt;sumptuous breakfast&lt;/em&gt; into the list of &lt;em&gt;what makes a good morning&lt;/em&gt;. because computing presentation went smoothly, those no-hiccups kinda good. thanggod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more projects and presentations means i can finally get my act together and start hitting the books. technically, logically, rationally so. its time to dig out discipline from the closet and lock away procrastination. focus! i need lots of those as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next few weeks will get increasingly taxing on body and soul. preparation for exams will gradually get more intensive (as time always runs out before knowledge does), and as he sails to farawayland on a regular basis. i am little miss clingy and little miss ill-discipline both at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to rest my aching back. and bones. and muscles. and mind. and wake up to find you gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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note, i developed a hatred for people who:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. keep cutting into other people's lanes, or swim the breadths of the pool &lt;em&gt;at their own sweet time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. dont use goggles and as a result, hit a million others on their way to the other end&lt;br /&gt;3. teenagers who dont know how to swim, yet keep hovering around the ends, making others literally have to stop swimming 2m away from the side and walk the rest of the way, while they try to come up with creative ways to play with their styrofoam boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting complacent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116273030475031205?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116273030475031205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Thorough Madness, Pure Fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you get when u put ebie folks and ktv together?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/ebiee1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/ebiee2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;truckloads of fun, laughter, cheering, hooting, shouting, screaming, dirty jokes, jumping around, throwing titbits, corny antics, crazy poses, candid, random shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click to enlarge pictures!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/alexxx.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we celebrated everybody's favourite sista's 22nd birthday as well! :D may all your dreams come true honey! we love you to bits! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cant wait till our next clubbing trip! :) missing you all already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/alex%20bday%2006%20%2847%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♡&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116262346295865334?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116262346295865334/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116245636388909688</id><published>2006-11-02T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T16:32:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yellow Brick Road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that a few years down the road, i will look back on my life and be full of regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not diving not backpacking not going for exchange not dancing no community service trips no achievements at piano not active in any societies not playing the trumpet not volunteering not working not studying not dying not living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think of how i spend my time now, and i am ashamed. this is supposed to be my prime. full of energy, lots of activities, accomplishing everything i wanna do before i join the workforce and lead a mundane life. not blogging my lamentations at 430pm on a thursday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it seems like my life has advanced before my age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will not have friends, nor memories to hang on to, when i grow old. there will be nothing to tell my children and grandchildren about. if i do have children and grandchildren that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is getting depressing. i should snap out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116245636388909688?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116245636388909688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116245636388909688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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was this newly-wedded wife who wanted to surprise her husband with a homecooked meal. coming from a rich family where servants waited on her, she doesnt even know how rice looked like before they were cooked. as such, she decided to consult her neighbour, whose kitchen always gives out a fragrant aroma of food at dinnertime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the neighbour happily taught her how to handle food, and before long, dishes of savoury food were presented on the table. "go on, try your own cooking!" the neighbour prompted. the wife took a bite and said, "hmmm... its nice, but a little too blend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oooh! i've forgotten to add it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the neighbour went back into the kitchen and came back with a small jar of white powder-like substance. she sprinkled a little of that substance and asked the wife to try again. this time, it tasted heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whats that miraculous powder?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"its salt. there, take it. but be careful not to add too much at one time!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wife happily took the jar of salt home, and whipped up a whole tableful of delicious food. remembering what the neighbour did, she took out the salt and thought to herself, "hmm.. if a little bit of salt can do such wonders, i'm sure my food will taste divine if i add more!" and so, she ignored her neighbour's warning and added huge amounts of salt over the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when her husband came home, he was delighted at what he saw on the dinner table. but his face turned paler and paler with every dish he tried. it was all to salty (like macdonald fries), and he didnt like it one bit. the wife felt offended and tried her own cooking. she, too, spat it out and exclaimed, "what happened?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: things should always be done in moderation. excessive amounts of anything at all will have adverse effects on a human's physical and emotional well-being. being too eager to achieve something, and yet lacking the means to accomplish it, will lead to frustration and unnecessary anxiety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus, take it step by step, with a determined mentality, not one that craves for immediate results and success. as the cliche goes, slow and steady wins the day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116245344851494756?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116245344851494756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116245344851494756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116245344851494756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116245344851494756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/11/secret-recipe-once-there-was-this.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116239463941566494</id><published>2006-11-01T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T23:38:40.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#e6e6fa;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: January 27&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#f2f2fb"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a spiritual soul - a person who tries to find meaning in everything.&lt;br /&gt;You spend a good amount of time meditating, trying to figure out life.&lt;br /&gt;Helping others is also important to you. You enjoy social activities with that goal.&lt;br /&gt;You are very generous and giving. Yet you expect very little in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Getting along with anyone and everyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: Needing a good amount of downtime to recharge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Cobalt blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Dove&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: September&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;seems like i should've taken a double major in philosophy and social work. and i wish my power month's in november. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116239463941566494?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116229553279639302</id><published>2006-10-31T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T19:52:12.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Elle Pea Elle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Pei Lin is the funniest person in the universe today, i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were in the library using the computers to print notes, and upon our return from the printers, she conveniently went to com C5 and logged out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it turned out, ours was actually com C9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ran away immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at mass media lecture, wai teng did a little hum. surprised, piao and i turned to each other and repeated that humming tune. apparently, we did it a little too loud, because several heads in the LT turned and looked at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such, is what i call priceless memories. ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116229553279639302?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116229553279639302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116229553279639302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116229553279639302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116229553279639302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/elle-pea-elle-lee-pei-lin-is-funniest.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116211948617487478</id><published>2006-10-29T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T01:31:10.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;A Million Little Fibres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the entire world could feel my relief when i was finally done with my 3101 term paper. weberian theory is no child's play i tell you. so when i finally had it all printed out and handed up, i decided to give myself a small treat: to procrastinate doing my part for computing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ended up, still doing it on sunday, when it's supposed to be completed and sent to shanshan by sat morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sooo freaking stressed up, the whole family darent talk to me. even my bro initiated a msn chat to check out if i'm alright, cos he was afraid i'd scream at him if he does it personally. ok maybe i was not stressed up, but more of frustrated. i just cant find the relavant info online! it sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then. at about 9, the boyfriend came. and put this outside my gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF1069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so tell me. how can i not be smiling like a canyon?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i felt so bad towards him really. i was in an extremely foul mood, yet he's such a sweetheart. wait till u see what happens later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we finally met at 9plus, and headed to vivocity to catch 'the guardian'. when we went to collect the tickets, he tried to brush me off, but i went with him to the ticketing counter anyway. and guess what. &lt;em&gt;what? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;the LYZ got tickets for GV Gold Class!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i got sooo excited, i called my brother immediately, and i just couldnt stop laughing and fooling around with the armchair. it feels so comfortable! one look and any blind man knows its my first time there. and i didnt even try to hide it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think, that every single person should check out the gold class, at least once in his/her lifetime. simply, because. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i think, that i am a very lucky soul. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♡&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;gaboo just scared the hell outta me. he saw my msn picture with the boyfriend and he said this: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what i want, i must fight for! nothing comes on a platter; nothing! 07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg...is that eddie koh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Dramamama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGGGG.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what i want, i must fight for! nothing comes on a platter; nothing! 07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry... looked damn like e.koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Dramamama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls look carefulllly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! that's my bf! NO WAY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;what i want, i must fight for! nothing comes on a platter; nothing! 07: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was wondering how you cld get a photo with him since he's left oseas for studies.. errrm; paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;*Dramamama:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes u should be! u know i dun like eddie!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok. i almost choked on my tongue and died, seriously. and piao just cant stop laughing. and for kicks, i did a mini juxtaposition of my beloved hongda and my not-so-beloved jc lit teacher.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/OMGGGGG.2.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this time, i really died.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(note to lyz: u know i still love love love youuu!!! ♡)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116211948617487478?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116211948617487478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116211948617487478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116211948617487478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116211948617487478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/million-little-fibres-i-think-entire.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116188040016107521</id><published>2006-10-27T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T00:33:20.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Adoritization&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHA i have the cutest boyfriend EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hongda stirred in his sleep, then said something totally wacky. i huh-ed? and asked him to repeat, but he just turned to his other side and continued snoring. that is when i it hit me. that the lyz was sleep-talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed, shook him and asked 'hey ni3 jiang3 meng4 hua4 ah?' (hey u sleep-talked?) and this is when. he brushed me off with a shrug. embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggg now that's like how adorable!? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so totally obsessed. with him. and strawberry cornflakes. and weberian theory.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116188040016107521?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116188040016107521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116188040016107521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116188040016107521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116188040016107521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/adoritization-hahahahahahaha-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116179624059730137</id><published>2006-10-26T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:10:40.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Topsy-Turvy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, things just happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in such a manner that makes u feel so crippled, so helpless, to do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;such that u can only sigh aloud and lament, "why like that...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not even a question, because there's no answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is when u do the raindance, then sit and wait patiently for the showers to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116179624059730137?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116179624059730137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116179624059730137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116179624059730137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116179624059730137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/topsy-turvy-sometimes-things-just.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116179528827829873</id><published>2006-10-26T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:54:48.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sashimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/sashimi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/400/sashimi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116179528827829873?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116179528827829873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116179528827829873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116179528827829873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116179528827829873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/sashimi.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116163032310615586</id><published>2006-10-24T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T03:05:23.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116163032310615586?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116163032310615586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116163032310615586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116163032310615586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116163032310615586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116123393316996191</id><published>2006-10-19T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T12:58:53.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;18102006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i have radioed to everyone, yesterday was the 1st monthversary with the lyz. lets just let the pictures do the talking. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/181006%201st%20monthversary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/181006%201st%20monthversary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/181006%201st%20monthversary%20(20).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/181006%201st%20monthversary%20%2820%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/181006%201st%20monthversary%20%2830%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/181006%201st%20monthversary%20%285%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/181006%201st%20monthversary%20%288%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;knowing me, there's actually alot more pictures. but previews are meant to be sneaky, romance meant to be veiled. the rest are for my own viewing pleasure. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy monthversary laoyezi! ♡ love love love you!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116123393316996191?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116123393316996191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116123393316996191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116123393316996191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116123393316996191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/18102006-as-i-have-radioed-to-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33963925.post-116116297907646081</id><published>2006-10-18T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T17:19:59.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Simply Heart Bubbling&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="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this on piao's LJ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you comment on this post,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'll respond with something random about you.&lt;br /&gt;2. I'll challenge you to try something.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll pick a colour that I associate with you.&lt;br /&gt;4. I'll tell you something I like about you.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory about you.&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'll ask you something I've always wanted to ask you.&lt;br /&gt;8. You must post this on yours. &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="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Chezy Mushroom!&lt;br /&gt;2. Now now.. What have you not tried. Try climbing the pyramid at West Coast Park! Have you? It feels really liberating!&lt;br /&gt;3. WITHOUT A DOUBT, ORANGE!&lt;br /&gt;4. I like the way you always go the extra mile for your special ones without asking for anything in return.&lt;br /&gt;5. This would have to be the first memory. Even before I knew you. It was at the area behind the canteen (the supposed 'study corner') and I was sitting around with A02 mates and John pointed you out and mentioned that you were the CHIOBU of RV. Awwwwwwwww......... Haha.&lt;br /&gt;6. Okay don't laugh when I say.. You remind me of giraffes. I think it's how you always pamper me with giraffe knick-knacks. ALWAYS. :)&lt;br /&gt;7. I think I know almost everything about you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;♡ my all-time fave pic of us ♡&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116116297907646081?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116116297907646081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116116297907646081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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comment that some unknown guy said to me today. i mean, you dont go around telling people "whoa i think u should just quit school!" simply because of your own personal superficial opinion of what 'school' is, or should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to bx about whether i should go for lindyhop, when his friend kindly offered his two cents worth about my schooling antic. ie bringing just one plastic folder and a jacket to school. wait. whats wrong with that u nincompoop? i only have one lecture for the day and thus the light-travelling pack. u dont even know my first name, for pete's sake. and not like i'm not fully equipped for lessons. so please keep your profound philosophy of school attire to ur little peabrain. just in case u embarrass urself further in future, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uggh. little miss pms is here again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116108864296659997?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116108864296659997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116108864296659997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116108864296659997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116108864296659997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/rudebox-kinda-pissed-by-comment-that.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116106541782794168</id><published>2006-10-17T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:12:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yeap :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---frosty--- four minutes left to love and to care. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;karin: feminine name, the swedish form for katherine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---frosty--- four minutes left to love and to care. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;also a german, dutch and finnish name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;---frosty--- four minutes left to love and to care. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;meaning of karin: "pure" in swedish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---frosty--- four minutes left to love and to care. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;nice name isnt it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116106541782794168?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116106541782794168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116106541782794168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116106541782794168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116106541782794168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/yeap-frosty-four-minutes-left-to-love.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116096952827601022</id><published>2006-10-16T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T11:33:15.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It's Daddy's Birthday!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/dad"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/dad%27s%2054th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dad's 54th is on 18th oct, but the family decided to celebrate it early for practical reasons. which is good too because then we can have more time to enjoy the meal, and not rush through it. plus. it also means i get to meet lyz on wed. perfect. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to ichiban suchi at BPP, because the daddy cannot do without rice. and we're not complaining! we all love jap. the following pictures illustrate how much daddykins enjoyed his birthday meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/dad%20eating.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/dad%20and%20ice%20cream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;because we seldom get to sit down and eat together, i especially love love love such family meals! all the more so if its a member of the ke clan's birthday. :) i feel really blessed to have a family like mine. because they're all angels. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/pop"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/pop%27s%2054th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY 54th BIRTHDAY DADDY DEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♡ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;(looking forward to mum's already)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116096952827601022?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116096952827601022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116096952827601022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116096952827601022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116096952827601022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-daddys-birthday-dads-54th-is-on.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116090796349822184</id><published>2006-10-15T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:27:12.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Two's A Company&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/bbq!!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/400/bbq%21%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more bullet striked off the list of things we're gonna accomplish. &lt;em&gt;2-person barbeque. &lt;/em&gt;sounds kinda boring right? WRONG!! it was fantabulousss!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started off with the boyfriend telling me he's gotta portable bbq pit in his boot. now THAT got me realllly hyped up! without further adue we headed straight to Giant at marine parade after cycling on friday, and got the necessary bbq equipment. tongs, brush, aluminium foil, ziplock, chicken marinade, blachan chilli... the shopping itself was enough to make me burst with anticipation for the actual thangg. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bbq was really cute because we brought a wee bit of everything. like: 4 chicken wings, 5 chicken franks, 8 crabsticks, a small portion of stingray, 20 sticks of satay, a small bag of marshmallows, and 1.5 litres of pepsi twist. its funny cos the whole world can see we're having a bbq, but on a much smaller scale. and this was precisely what made it fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we spread the poncho under a tree near a group of secondary school kids having a normal scale bbq, and ours seem so minute in comparison to theirs! they were staring while lyz was trying to start the fire, clearly amused. it was funny cos lyz and i were speculating what's going through their minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it turned out, our homemade marinade recipe was yummylicious! the ntuc homebrand satay was very tasty, the stingray with blachan chilli was waaay too hot (but also very &lt;em&gt;shiok&lt;/em&gt;), and crabsticks and hotdogs are classic, cannot-be-absent bbq food. but nothing beats bbq-ing marsmallows with the boyfriend, and feeling the sea breeze on our faces. perrfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, i'm falling in love with him all over again. ♡&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116090796349822184?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116090796349822184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116090796349822184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116090796349822184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116090796349822184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/twos-company-one-more-bullet-striked.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116059270675345561</id><published>2006-10-12T02:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:12:28.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just So You Know I'll Miss You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my lyz lies over the ocean&lt;br /&gt;my lyz lies over the sea&lt;br /&gt;my lyz lies over the ocean&lt;br /&gt;oh bring back lyz to meee~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring back, oh bring back&lt;br /&gt;oh bring back lyz to me, to mee~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bring back, oh bring back&lt;br /&gt;oh bring back lyz to meee~ &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boyfriend's sailing routine is back, and here to stay. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not fair! our honeymoon period's not even over yet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; but. as an understanding and thoughtful girlfriend, i shall self-soothe and not create trouble. afterall, its already a bonus that his first sailing doesnt clash with our first monthversary! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which reminds me: i've gotta go get a poster of me printed. A2-size. just so he remembers how his lovely girl looks like. and that he shouldnt get naughty on board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting now so u will see it before u set sail.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be missing you. lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and. no worries hon. you'll be great on your new ship. :) as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/1600/DSCF0505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/955/3726/320/DSCF0505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116059270675345561?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116059270675345561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116059270675345561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116059270675345561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116059270675345561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/just-so-you-know-ill-miss-you-my-lyz.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</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-33963925.post-116041495814964018</id><published>2006-10-10T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T01:29:18.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Imaginary Escapade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keweizhen: do you think i'll be better off elsewhere?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laoyezi: definately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's always a part of me who wants to escape the trappings of society. the school, the friends, the family, the responsibilities, the obligations, the expectations. whenever i see people post pictures of places they've been, this feeling runs out and engulfs me. ARHMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of space constraints. every angle u look, there's a slab of concrete. what i want, is to see nothing for miles and miles ahead. to feel small in the arms of nature. to feel negligible in history. to feel distant from reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out of the country so much. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33963925-116041495814964018?l=kickapenguin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/feeds/116041495814964018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33963925&amp;postID=116041495814964018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116041495814964018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33963925/posts/default/116041495814964018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kickapenguin.blogspot.com/2006/10/imaginary-escapade-keweizhen-do-you.html' title=''/><author><name>karinkeweizhen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15192773283094133798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
