<?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-11895554</id><updated>2012-01-13T00:13:42.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Just Called To Say I Love You ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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>369</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-1818634885071168854</id><published>2012-01-02T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T00:24:44.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wCVFlxSjCE/TwBsGy5miuI/AAAAAAAABWQ/YMAtaj7L9Ls/s1600/tumblr_lwidmvBJmV1r3iybio1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--wCVFlxSjCE/TwBsGy5miuI/AAAAAAAABWQ/YMAtaj7L9Ls/s320/tumblr_lwidmvBJmV1r3iybio1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy New Year Everyone! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ended off my 2011 and started off my 2012 awesomely.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was just great, went for a impromptu picnic at the botanic gardens with just a mat. Thinking that everything would magically appear once we got there and it did! Imagine my happiness :) Lied on the mat looking at clear blue skies with pretty clouds, the weather was awesome though a little hot cause the sun was out all day. But it was nevertheless a good day for a picnic :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I always wanted to go for a picnic, it feels so carefree like even when you are studying there it seems like the atmosphere is still so relax, stressfree. (Not that I was studying there ytd lol) It's like people in foreign countries take advantage of summer just so to lie on grass and sunbathe or even have picnics now and then. But we have summer all year round but I don't see people actually doing that. Quite sad isn't it?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, caught the fireworks at midnight directly behind One Fullerton and in front of Fullerton Hotel. And boy was the view awesome! The fireworks were practically shooting directly above me! It's the first time I've been this close to the fireworks! :) Totally loving the fireworks, especially the shooting stars one! There were a series of them and they just light up the sky so magically &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well 2012's just awesome, I can literally feel it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully this can continue all year round! So Happy New Year once again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And have a great year ahead! :) Hope you enjoyed New Year as much as I did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-1818634885071168854?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/1818634885071168854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=1818634885071168854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1818634885071168854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1818634885071168854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/--wCVFlxSjCE/TwBsGy5miuI/AAAAAAAABWQ/YMAtaj7L9Ls/s72-c/tumblr_lwidmvBJmV1r3iybio1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6310770647060937813</id><published>2011-12-29T03:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T03:08:44.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPAUu7PJi9w/TvtoSPFg2RI/AAAAAAAABWE/Vl_AStcH98M/s1600/DSC_7019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KPAUu7PJi9w/TvtoSPFg2RI/AAAAAAAABWE/Vl_AStcH98M/s320/DSC_7019.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This year, 2011 has been one of the most eventful years I've ever lived. Experiencing with the most wide ranged of emotions that I never knew I had. Well, I enjoyed the first half of the year with my favorite people at that time. Learn how to accommodate with the toughest people who have the most ridiculous mentality and yet having to comply to them as they have a higher status than I do. First time traveling without my family on a business trip, celebrated my actual birthday without my love ones to hug and kiss. Got my A's results, accepted into SMU. Emotional rollercoaster, drained physically &amp;amp; mentally due to work and other perusing matters. Understood myself a whole lot better, realized I wasn't fifteen anymore and that I have bigger dreams to take on. Discovered the part of me that I didn't knew existed, insanity courage that came from nowhere, took a leap of faith. Realized people like you existed. Went to my dream place.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here I am, at the end of 2011, proud to say "I survived this year. And java you had a piece of me. I don't regret anything this year. I will move on like I always have, leaving behind the things/people that I once worked so hard to save but was worth it anyway."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's my New Year Resolutions for 2012:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Appreciate what I have in my life now, be it friends, family, people, memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) Learn to live life for what it is and not dwell upon whatever that holds me back like it did before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;People change, but memories never do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3) Quit worrying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4) Embrace whatever that is coming for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Afterall, we only live life once right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5) Be home early and not let my parents worry every now and then/ Be home for dinner for at least twice/thrice in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;6) Get my priorities right. Lesser procrastinating and more passion about my studies (!!!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;7) Step out of my comfort zone. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;8) Be more courageous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;9) Never take things for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;10) Believe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, they say the world's going to end in 2012. Whether it happens or not, I want to make sure I have lived life the way I wanted before I go :) With the coming of the new year, all burdens, weights, worries and whatsoever --- Good Bye. I don't know what holds for me in 2012, be it tough, easy, happy, sad.....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;BRING IT ON BABY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6310770647060937813?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6310770647060937813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6310770647060937813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6310770647060937813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6310770647060937813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/12/new-year-resolutions.html' title='New Year Resolutions'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-KPAUu7PJi9w/TvtoSPFg2RI/AAAAAAAABWE/Vl_AStcH98M/s72-c/DSC_7019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7293462173656538691</id><published>2011-12-21T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T23:11:22.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally back from the entire experience of Europe, the continent I have been awaiting to go to for 19years of my life. Best part was - our first stop was The City Of Love, Paris ♥. I have been looking forward to this trip all my life, to be able to walk on the streets of Paris filled with loving couples holding hands, cafes lining the streets, delicious pastries, pretty antique buildings and of course, most importantly Tour Du Eiffel ♥.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The feeling at Changi Airport was that of enthusiasm and anxiousness, it was midnight and nothing could stop me from feeling all pumped up for Paris. Best part was it felt like a total dream come true! Every single time I was in Changi Airport I'd automatically check the departure board to search for the first flight to Paris, and now when I was checking it, I was actually going there! Omg, feel my eggcitement. :D But well, the only thing I didn't really bare to leave was my beloved H, who'd be missing me for 2.5 weeks before I finally return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv1_9EW3yzU/TvDEgNwNweI/AAAAAAAABCk/NJZDueuuudg/s1600/IMG_0312.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nv1_9EW3yzU/TvDEgNwNweI/AAAAAAAABCk/NJZDueuuudg/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That night before the flight: Silly boy knowing that I'll be gng overseas. Then he placed his paw on my thigh Aww :)&amp;nbsp; Love him max &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DbX924AX3EM/TvDElNMv4KI/AAAAAAAABCs/GezSxvLLa1s/s1600/IMG_0314.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DbX924AX3EM/TvDElNMv4KI/AAAAAAAABCs/GezSxvLLa1s/s320/IMG_0314.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Flying to France didn't seem as long and tiring as usual probably due to the eggcitement brewing inside me. So we finally arrived on the 30th Nov, at 6am (France time - which would be 1pm Sg time) and we headed to our apartment. The sun hasn't rose when we were there and traffic was pretty congested due to the fact that our apartment was located in the center of the city. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvuG-Co7lzM/TvC3a7iUPCI/AAAAAAAABCc/SDdaS9juwzo/s1600/DSC_5107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvuG-Co7lzM/TvC3a7iUPCI/AAAAAAAABCc/SDdaS9juwzo/s1600/DSC_5107.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kvuG-Co7lzM/TvC3a7iUPCI/AAAAAAAABCc/SDdaS9juwzo/s320/DSC_5107.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7-4ODjzJg0/TvDGppld0NI/AAAAAAAABC0/G3HwCOsN9gQ/s1600/DSC_5129.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z7-4ODjzJg0/TvDGppld0NI/AAAAAAAABC0/G3HwCOsN9gQ/s320/DSC_5129.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hcDy8nPzoDg/TvDIFmaM35I/AAAAAAAABDU/f15i8TGEccA/s1600/DSC_5120.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hcDy8nPzoDg/TvDIFmaM35I/AAAAAAAABDU/f15i8TGEccA/s320/DSC_5120.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jI-bS9npgwQ/TvDIJ2xuyfI/AAAAAAAABDc/zJ8QffoyBKg/s1600/DSC_5125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jI-bS9npgwQ/TvDIJ2xuyfI/AAAAAAAABDc/zJ8QffoyBKg/s320/DSC_5125.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi7Xs1VMgi0/TvDJVcM-lhI/AAAAAAAABDk/G-_G_08pixw/s1600/DSC_5150.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi7Xs1VMgi0/TvDJVcM-lhI/AAAAAAAABDk/G-_G_08pixw/s320/DSC_5150.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIrsRQsNGzQ/TvDJZTBoXPI/AAAAAAAABDs/M1g6cKMh9fU/s1600/DSC_5151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OIrsRQsNGzQ/TvDJZTBoXPI/AAAAAAAABDs/M1g6cKMh9fU/s320/DSC_5151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The view from the apartment overlooked the entire street which had a very English feel, similar to Singapore's Peranakan shophouses, giving an antique yet comfortable atmosphere. Buildings in France&amp;nbsp; had nearly the same conceptual designs and I figured that most of the buildings in Europe are somewhat same just some unique differences here and there. I really like the buildings nevertheless. Besides it was obviously very different from the HDB flats in sg, where due to the utilizing of space, it gave&amp;nbsp; more of the confined feeling instead of the feeling of home.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In France, the atmosphere and ambiance is so serene and relax that it's comfortable. And it feels like a holiday/weekend almost everyday. Streets are filled with cafes, bars, pastries shops while pavements are covered with the fallen autumn leaves. Weather's not very fantastic during our entire stay due to the rain every other day. Rain in France is unlike the convectional rain now and then in sg but tiny drizzle lasting for an entire day. So rainy days are really gloomy and get somewhat annoying if you happen to be spending your entire day outdoors.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Night falls around 4 plus pm everyday where it would look like 9pm when it's only 5pm. So it makes the days pretty short. The French's pace is relaxed unlike sg's hasty walking here and there. And the nightlife isn't very vibrant but I'd say they value spending time chilling out even on weeknights in cafes just catching up with one another, it's like as if they're celebrating the end of the day and it doesn't seem like they have any more work to do/rush. I'd like that very much, but I don't think the workload in sg allows us to be able to, although there are equivalent kind of cafes and bars lining Clarke Quay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Smokers are very prevalent in France and it's the same throughout Europe. They tend to smoke especially during cold weather as it helps to keep warm. So it's a common sight seeing pretty French ladies/girls smoking in the open-air cafes while chilling out with their company enjoying bread, wine and beer.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJiEGXyUqsc/TvDIBx4OH5I/AAAAAAAABDM/SGez90acqx4/s1600/DSC_5114.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KJiEGXyUqsc/TvDIBx4OH5I/AAAAAAAABDM/SGez90acqx4/s320/DSC_5114.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFIVAgDoG-Y/TvDH9jJofmI/AAAAAAAABDE/uvnR49wPa_A/s1600/DSC_5112.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AFIVAgDoG-Y/TvDH9jJofmI/AAAAAAAABDE/uvnR49wPa_A/s320/DSC_5112.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSXJJa8OwVg/TvDH47StbhI/AAAAAAAABC8/w8HBHcu4-58/s1600/DSC_5111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CSXJJa8OwVg/TvDH47StbhI/AAAAAAAABC8/w8HBHcu4-58/s320/DSC_5111.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Our apartment is a tiny apartment with a huge living room that spreads out to the kitchen and a another room with two single beds. The queen sized bed above with is decorated to give a princess-y feel is situated in the living room instead of being cornered off as an individual room. And yours truly had the honor of sleeping on it ^^V. The window view is the view that greets me everyday when I wake up. It's a really awesome feeling to just open the windows in the morning and feel the cool morning breeze brush across your face, after having snuggling in the warm bed and blankets all night. &amp;lt;3 The apartment's very nice and cosy, wouldn't mind to live in something like that next time :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTUud_UbH3M/TvDTmXD4qjI/AAAAAAAABD0/D4hQaMzYudA/s1600/DSC_5155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pTUud_UbH3M/TvDTmXD4qjI/AAAAAAAABD0/D4hQaMzYudA/s320/DSC_5155.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpTdQJUISl4/TvDTrPIHK5I/AAAAAAAABD8/IIoBD5bR-9s/s1600/DSC_5158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TpTdQJUISl4/TvDTrPIHK5I/AAAAAAAABD8/IIoBD5bR-9s/s320/DSC_5158.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jWLDFqyAuJ4/TvDTzh9lt5I/AAAAAAAABEE/mkmE9lSOX_s/s1600/DSC_5161.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jWLDFqyAuJ4/TvDTzh9lt5I/AAAAAAAABEE/mkmE9lSOX_s/s320/DSC_5161.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBz6cTbd_pM/TvDT3XbmpiI/AAAAAAAABEM/xxQqwXfney0/s1600/DSC_5163.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nBz6cTbd_pM/TvDT3XbmpiI/AAAAAAAABEM/xxQqwXfney0/s320/DSC_5163.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So we had our first meal in France in a cafe somewhere near our apartment, just down the street. They had a huge board for a menu and the interior of the cafe was decorated with a collage of pictures taken from a magazine. We ordered a few typical french dishes, bruschetta, linguine, pennes &amp;amp; creme brulee. The bruschetta and creme brulee was the best among all, I would feel. French really know how to make good desserts. *Slurps*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWoJ4ZfCRas/TvDYxy33v2I/AAAAAAAABEU/q-XY57ZEpTM/s1600/DSC_5190.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xWoJ4ZfCRas/TvDYxy33v2I/AAAAAAAABEU/q-XY57ZEpTM/s320/DSC_5190.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmBjSbUyGkA/TvDY3n__o6I/AAAAAAAABEc/TPBWYSKa8RU/s1600/DSC_5203.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MmBjSbUyGkA/TvDY3n__o6I/AAAAAAAABEc/TPBWYSKa8RU/s320/DSC_5203.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMFGMGfn8N4/TvDY-2BOayI/AAAAAAAABEk/Rkxr9OtBpiY/s1600/DSC_5206.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RMFGMGfn8N4/TvDY-2BOayI/AAAAAAAABEk/Rkxr9OtBpiY/s320/DSC_5206.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUVZ9Qj53S0/TvDZESVdDII/AAAAAAAABEs/Pj57AFsZC3A/s1600/DSC_5208.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BUVZ9Qj53S0/TvDZESVdDII/AAAAAAAABEs/Pj57AFsZC3A/s320/DSC_5208.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Having our stomachs filled we decided to start our journey of exploring Paris! So first stop was Musee Du Lourve. We made our way there on foot as it was pretty near the place we were already in. All of the streets look pretty much the same so people tend to get lost but luckily for me, I have photographic memory ^^V. So once we were there, we were greeted with a magnificent view of glass pyramids and historic buildings surrounding the Lourve.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The Lourve was divided into various sections which included Vatican &amp;amp; Greek Sculptures, Paintings of different centuries.. It's pretty fascinating learning how to appreciate art through different ways. The fine and detailed craving of the marble sculptures of Greek Gods, not a single detail forgotten. Every single toe, wrinkle line, muscle, craved in explicit detail. Paintings were mostly comprising and depicting that of Christianity, wasn't a total fan of it but it's amazing the amount of things you can infer through a single painting. The feelings of the people shown in the drawing, the atmosphere, the story behind the painting, the painter's view on the event... And when we reached the Mona Lisa, it was crowded with tourists trying to take shots of the famous painting by Leonardo Da Vinci. It didn't give to me that much of a 'wow' feel as compared to his other work 'The Last Supper' which was magnified probably 50 times.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So after admiring hundreds of paintings and sculptures, we decided to roam the streets and shops nearby to take a look but we didn't last long. By that time, everyone was exhausted mostly due to the overnight flight, so we headed home and rest so we could have an early start the next day. (Haha, we were so tired we decided to skip dinner)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Day Two: Paris Disneyland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ONscH31NWk/TvHjx7rpQCI/AAAAAAAABE0/sb6SU5JsG4I/s1600/DSC_5130.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--ONscH31NWk/TvHjx7rpQCI/AAAAAAAABE0/sb6SU5JsG4I/s320/DSC_5130.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c5d8iJG7bI/TvHj5rZsynI/AAAAAAAABFE/BotNnABXYsk/s1600/DSC_5327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8c5d8iJG7bI/TvHj5rZsynI/AAAAAAAABFE/BotNnABXYsk/s320/DSC_5327.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi7sUKZegao/TvHj2EoO4GI/AAAAAAAABE8/nwruvjSgEWw/s1600/DSC_5319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Oi7sUKZegao/TvHj2EoO4GI/AAAAAAAABE8/nwruvjSgEWw/s320/DSC_5319.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vN0lRtidCs/TvHj9xz34CI/AAAAAAAABFM/mhmYCRExepk/s1600/DSC_5330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4vN0lRtidCs/TvHj9xz34CI/AAAAAAAABFM/mhmYCRExepk/s320/DSC_5330.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the metro all the way to Paris Disneyland, one of the world's oldest and first Disneyland to be built outside of United States. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The metro in Paris is one of the oldest subway lines built in the world not as old as London's tube but it sure looks older and dirtier. Reason being that as night falls, it is transformed to being home to homeless people and other anonymous people who have nowhere else to go. So it gets kinda scary when you take the metro during evening hours as the cultural diversity of the people is very broad now that Europe allows entrance within countries without obligations. Besides this, some parts of the metro reeks of urine, fortunately it's not the train though. Rats are a common sight here and there, and so are dogs. Apparently the France is quite tolerant with dogs, I see dogs practically everywhere, in trains, restaurants, cafes.. So if I happen to migrate here, I'm definitely bringing H everywhere I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUw9fVi3_Es/TvMwwdzYk2I/AAAAAAAABFY/TrffxCcyM7w/s1600/DSC_5343.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OUw9fVi3_Es/TvMwwdzYk2I/AAAAAAAABFY/TrffxCcyM7w/s320/DSC_5343.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvTBtUeNt5Q/TvMw0hC1biI/AAAAAAAABFg/Sk9FYCgQWMg/s1600/DSC_5347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KvTBtUeNt5Q/TvMw0hC1biI/AAAAAAAABFg/Sk9FYCgQWMg/s320/DSC_5347.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXPdc12Vtc8/TvMxMJ3w-II/AAAAAAAABFo/rkNB1Qvp3yQ/s1600/DSC_5352.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RXPdc12Vtc8/TvMxMJ3w-II/AAAAAAAABFo/rkNB1Qvp3yQ/s320/DSC_5352.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6qeChpJcpKM/TvMxP8AdqlI/AAAAAAAABFw/NdixsYjHPYw/s1600/DSC_5361.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6qeChpJcpKM/TvMxP8AdqlI/AAAAAAAABFw/NdixsYjHPYw/s320/DSC_5361.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D3RP3S3udPA/TvMxTtEgX0I/AAAAAAAABF4/ubFUBNOX5lc/s1600/DSC_5363.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D3RP3S3udPA/TvMxTtEgX0I/AAAAAAAABF4/ubFUBNOX5lc/s320/DSC_5363.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-8NCcrsra8/TvMx2tkkMcI/AAAAAAAABGA/FdH4w1NiTLA/s1600/DSC_5371.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Y-8NCcrsra8/TvMx2tkkMcI/AAAAAAAABGA/FdH4w1NiTLA/s320/DSC_5371.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ro4ii2ZceA8/TvMx65-E7CI/AAAAAAAABGI/9nD7J0JdHi4/s1600/DSC_5379.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ro4ii2ZceA8/TvMx65-E7CI/AAAAAAAABGI/9nD7J0JdHi4/s320/DSC_5379.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--VWxCTjt7ps/TvMx_AJm7RI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mUZPDysmgzE/s1600/DSC_5385.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--VWxCTjt7ps/TvMx_AJm7RI/AAAAAAAABGQ/mUZPDysmgzE/s320/DSC_5385.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_ajIxmMFB8/TvMyC1mVK0I/AAAAAAAABGY/3Nrcsl1989E/s1600/DSC_5390.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J_ajIxmMFB8/TvMyC1mVK0I/AAAAAAAABGY/3Nrcsl1989E/s320/DSC_5390.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXPab3VSgIM/TvMyHAEfZaI/AAAAAAAABGg/IqsHQQDp3EI/s1600/DSC_5392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aXPab3VSgIM/TvMyHAEfZaI/AAAAAAAABGg/IqsHQQDp3EI/s320/DSC_5392.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YUAS5QKjLI/TvMyK4QDGiI/AAAAAAAABGo/1SG6ewdYVEs/s1600/DSC_5399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_YUAS5QKjLI/TvMyK4QDGiI/AAAAAAAABGo/1SG6ewdYVEs/s320/DSC_5399.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Disneyland is one of my favorite places in the world, it always gives me the magical feeling once you step into the place. Check out the clouds, it's as if everything's perfect for a change. Walking down the Walt Disney Main Street is totally amazing, especially when it's all decorated with Christmas Ornaments. There's even fake snow made of foam falling from the top of every building, it's as if it's really snowing. I had to take an instance to figure whether it's real or not. Incredible feeling, never gets old. Everything there seems very tumblr-y, feels like I'm in lalaland, where all my wildest dreams come true! And boom, I'm a little girl again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;We bought Park Hopper tickets which means that we were able to hop between both parks, Walt Disneyland and Walt Disney Studios. Walt Disneyland was separated into various land as usual, Adventure land, Sleeping Beauty's Castle, Wild Wild West. It was more catered for kids, so rides weren't that adrenaline pumping, but were nevertheless fun! The queue timings were an average of 45 mins, which was considered pretty good due to the winter season. Walt Disney Studios is where all the fun was! Rides were awesome especially the Aerosmith RollarCoaster! That was definitely one of the best rollar coasters I have ever rode - loops, sharp turns, sudden drops, you name it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pity they didn't have fireworks at the end of the day but we enjoyed both the Walt Disney Theme Parks to the fullest. Boy, were we exhausted when we took the metro back to our apartment. So that ends our fun-filled, dreamland day two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Three: Breakfast, Arc De Triomphe, Musee du Rodin, Galeries Lafeyette, Tour Du Eiffel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQOnrVH3V24/TvM7WtcJBhI/AAAAAAAABIg/FVWodNSuYkk/s1600/IMG_0425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HQOnrVH3V24/TvM7WtcJBhI/AAAAAAAABIg/FVWodNSuYkk/s320/IMG_0425.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpa-p9QcmY/TvM7fQuYKpI/AAAAAAAABIo/w1imeqsEEO0/s1600/IMG_0427.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0kpa-p9QcmY/TvM7fQuYKpI/AAAAAAAABIo/w1imeqsEEO0/s320/IMG_0427.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DC7Dvzb_Xc/TvM7m80BX3I/AAAAAAAABIw/BldRrP3zyyk/s1600/IMG_0428.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_DC7Dvzb_Xc/TvM7m80BX3I/AAAAAAAABIw/BldRrP3zyyk/s320/IMG_0428.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start of the day, we had a traditional French breakfast, which included pancakes, ham, sandwiches as well as the most popular Goose Foie Gras, liver to be exact. It's one of the French's delicacies, though it may look unappetizing, it tastes amazing, especially with toast. The simplicity of the taste is incredible, and the toast totally complements it. "Looks can be deceiving" hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7D32H4i_9I/TvM_nHeCIJI/AAAAAAAABI8/5YrvGI9_w0Q/s1600/DSC_5405.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N7D32H4i_9I/TvM_nHeCIJI/AAAAAAAABI8/5YrvGI9_w0Q/s320/DSC_5405.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7maOx8Vzp9c/TvM_rSjtv3I/AAAAAAAABJE/lfkdt0iaDNk/s1600/DSC_5406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7maOx8Vzp9c/TvM_rSjtv3I/AAAAAAAABJE/lfkdt0iaDNk/s320/DSC_5406.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was raining the entire morning as we headed out kind of late, the sky was gloomy and the wind was ultra chilly and strong so we were all equipped with scarfs and umbrellas. So we walked to Sentier, the nearest metro in our area and headed down to our first destination :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoRdrf8nmrg/TvNCTLo-R6I/AAAAAAAABKk/Hd6u6BT6zoc/s1600/DSC_5422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XoRdrf8nmrg/TvNCTLo-R6I/AAAAAAAABKk/Hd6u6BT6zoc/s320/DSC_5422.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpNzzyEchd4/TvNCXYF7ZpI/AAAAAAAABKs/xu_ibwD2bXI/s1600/DSC_5423.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gpNzzyEchd4/TvNCXYF7ZpI/AAAAAAAABKs/xu_ibwD2bXI/s320/DSC_5423.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svyeVqmtRK0/TvNCbtgPhLI/AAAAAAAABK0/g_9DfPNStTg/s1600/DSC_5424.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-svyeVqmtRK0/TvNCbtgPhLI/AAAAAAAABK0/g_9DfPNStTg/s320/DSC_5424.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4L2bzY90pUM/TvNCfhoQxZI/AAAAAAAABK8/xw9hftfcF3E/s1600/DSC_5425.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4L2bzY90pUM/TvNCfhoQxZI/AAAAAAAABK8/xw9hftfcF3E/s320/DSC_5425.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojdIvL3Wzcg/TvNDEMIpRTI/AAAAAAAABLI/1JL2oxnmPV0/s1600/DSC_5459.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ojdIvL3Wzcg/TvNDEMIpRTI/AAAAAAAABLI/1JL2oxnmPV0/s320/DSC_5459.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MexlhlGxXY/TvNDIQGBKgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/6mW3ZtwUTL8/s1600/DSC_5460.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_MexlhlGxXY/TvNDIQGBKgI/AAAAAAAABLQ/6mW3ZtwUTL8/s320/DSC_5460.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8mlPJ55w1g/TvNDMwjbdwI/AAAAAAAABLY/cLR524oYBLA/s1600/DSC_5462.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q8mlPJ55w1g/TvNDMwjbdwI/AAAAAAAABLY/cLR524oYBLA/s320/DSC_5462.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBIVWFH0WwI/TvNDRbXCXxI/AAAAAAAABLg/gdSvglO8_sI/s1600/DSC_5464.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wBIVWFH0WwI/TvNDRbXCXxI/AAAAAAAABLg/gdSvglO8_sI/s320/DSC_5464.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arc De Triomphe - a tremendous wall in the shape of an arch in commemoration of Napolean. One of the two major arches built in France, the other is La Defense. Cravings on the Arch depicts the entire timeline during the civil war in France, more prominent ones showing Napolean leading his troops to victory. The second picture features the scene after the war where Napolean and his troops first return back to France after gaining victory. While the last picture features the shipping of Napolean's coffin from an island back to France, black mast were lowers from the top of the Arch as a form of upmost respect for their always loved leader. He was the only one to have such a grand appearance performed at Arc de Triomphe till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual the place was flooded with tourists, taking photos and making their way up to the top of the Arch to see the view of the city. We didn't make our way up due to chilly and strong winds that day, so we sat at the stone steps beneath the arch and listen to my mum educating us about the history of France and the arch. I swear my mum makes an absolutely awesome historian/tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpIDn4qhxkM/TvNP5hxMkZI/AAAAAAAABLs/FuHEseH0TUk/s1600/DSC_5474.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cpIDn4qhxkM/TvNP5hxMkZI/AAAAAAAABLs/FuHEseH0TUk/s320/DSC_5474.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6YboTcsV5w/TvNP92dbyWI/AAAAAAAABL0/YrEH8MeV9xw/s1600/DSC_5482.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X6YboTcsV5w/TvNP92dbyWI/AAAAAAAABL0/YrEH8MeV9xw/s320/DSC_5482.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ON9qsRgfdQ8/TvNQCb9kTHI/AAAAAAAABL8/EBvd7hvTMdI/s1600/DSC_5484.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7B1hXn7K7-M/TvNQqySMTBI/AAAAAAAABNM/8_d3jTNP4mM/s320/DSC_5567.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the weather was pretty cold we decided to head for somewhere warm and cosy, which makes museums the place to be at that moment. So we headed down to one of the most well-known museums in Paris, Musee du Rodin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auguste Rodin was famous for his sculptures, typically marble and clay. His&amp;nbsp; most notable sculpture, the same one that rose his reputation and popularity was 'The Thinker'. The one featured above is the original sculpture, there are up to 30 imitation sculptures of 'The Thinker' all over the world. Another one of his most famous sculpture is 'The Gates of Hell' which is also one of my favorite sculptures throughout the whole trip. 'The Gates of Hell' is the combination of all of his sculptures, it depicts his feelings about death, the afterlife and what he foresees. Rodin took 36 years of his life working on it, and it was only completed in the last year of his life, leading to his death. It was one of the most well-known sculptures ever since, became tremendously popular cause of his death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rodin's work is one of the best works I have seen, it depicts his entire emotions within the sculptures, seen through the explicit details of the features and the exquisite craving of every single emotion. This can be seen in another one of his sculptures, 'The Kiss', also seen above. Amazing, simply amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought one of his sculptures back - 'The Hand of God'. So after educating ourselves artistically, we decided to head for late lunch/early dinner. Apparently we are only having two meals in Europe cause of the huge portions, it fills our stomach till nightfall :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vEvk0ZsMz4/TvNWf61kmCI/AAAAAAAABNk/zFXe1pi5YA4/s1600/DSC_5580.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7vEvk0ZsMz4/TvNWf61kmCI/AAAAAAAABNk/zFXe1pi5YA4/s320/DSC_5580.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onion soup, one of the must-tries when you're in France. Absolutely delicious, it's cooked with a layer of bread soaked in the onion soup. The taste of the soup is so rich and fragrant, it makes you just want to have another! Apparently this is one of the best onion soups we have tasted cause after trying this, we went to practically every cafe/restaurant we ate in and ordered the exact same soup but it didn't taste as good as this one :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAYxwXP-yNw/TvNX-vQN2PI/AAAAAAAABNw/nH4F0Bq-CMA/s1600/DSC_5585.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IAYxwXP-yNw/TvNX-vQN2PI/AAAAAAAABNw/nH4F0Bq-CMA/s320/DSC_5585.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiYR51mLn-o/TvNYDLa2HlI/AAAAAAAABN4/_EDWeZQQWwg/s1600/DSC_5586.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GiYR51mLn-o/TvNYDLa2HlI/AAAAAAAABN4/_EDWeZQQWwg/s320/DSC_5586.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-ZnokW1yUY/TvNYHja5oCI/AAAAAAAABOA/LgsAhbhxuyA/s1600/DSC_5587.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-a-ZnokW1yUY/TvNYHja5oCI/AAAAAAAABOA/LgsAhbhxuyA/s320/DSC_5587.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after dinner we headed to Galleries La Fayette, one of the biggest and most popular shopping centres in France. Seeing the Christmas decorations in the area immediately degrades Singapore's, counting on the fact that Christmas is such a huge deal in Europe. I like the Christmas-y feeling everywhere I go, it's like as if everyone is really celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here's the season to be jolly, tralalala lalalala~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0OHOix5TJE/TvNcJdwq7iI/AAAAAAAABPc/9rCbz4hbJiU/s1600/DSC_5803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b0OHOix5TJE/TvNcJdwq7iI/AAAAAAAABPc/9rCbz4hbJiU/s320/DSC_5803.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCBaWfEerNY/TvNcN2ky-XI/AAAAAAAABPk/6Dmq5GjSJy8/s1600/DSC_5806.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LCBaWfEerNY/TvNcN2ky-XI/AAAAAAAABPk/6Dmq5GjSJy8/s320/DSC_5806.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFmaT6yfhd0/TvNcc6YMn0I/AAAAAAAABPw/n0bkv8eP2Ws/s1600/DSC_5814.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XFmaT6yfhd0/TvNcc6YMn0I/AAAAAAAABPw/n0bkv8eP2Ws/s320/DSC_5814.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ57Asd7y4E/TvNciVSi49I/AAAAAAAABP4/ad21PlXTdOY/s1600/DSC_5826.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cJ57Asd7y4E/TvNciVSi49I/AAAAAAAABP4/ad21PlXTdOY/s320/DSC_5826.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWHa8XY8CRs/TvNc-ALsEAI/AAAAAAAABQE/laYq-I3AdIk/s1600/DSC_5846.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vWHa8XY8CRs/TvNc-ALsEAI/AAAAAAAABQE/laYq-I3AdIk/s320/DSC_5846.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srPwBN_H4AU/TvNt6Y9rxhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/bfdtFx6dakw/s1600/IMG_0637.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-srPwBN_H4AU/TvNt6Y9rxhI/AAAAAAAABQQ/bfdtFx6dakw/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tour Du Eiffel - The very place I have been dreaming of coming to ever since I first lay my eyes upon it. When my dad first sent me a postcard on my fourth birday from Paris cause he was there on a business trip and couldn't make it back in time for my birday. Ever since I have been asking him to tell me about how the Eiffel Tower is like, the experience he had with my mum. He told me about the fountains lining the green fields towards the Eiffel Tower, how couples would lay on the fields during summer just admiring the it. How the tower is painted in different shades and would give you an entire new feeling whenever you change angles looking at it or when sunlight shines upon it. He told me about how my mum and him would sit on the bench, looking at the lit Eiffel Tower and chatting under the starry skies. And how they would go home at wee hours after spending a lovely night talking about the nicest things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, staring at the magnificent Tour Du Eiffel and how it lights up the entire night sky.The view, the atmosphere, the ambiance, the lights, has never failed my impression of it. We headed to Tour Du Eiffel after shopping. By then, it was around 8pm and a tiny drizzle has started to fall. There was a short walk from the metro to the tower so I was very anxious and eggcited to just get a glimpse of the tower. And once it finally came to view, although from a very far end, the eggcitement inside of me rose, like a little girl who has just saw the most beautiful thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that everything was perfect counting on the fact that I couldn't take a decent polaroid photo due to the low exposure and all the pictures taken by my dad's dslr weren't perfect as well. (Especially if there were people in the picture) So yeah, I was a little disappointed, after all I came all the way to Paris just to view one of the seven wonders of the world and I couldn't take a decent shot with it :( And the thing was that my dad said we wouldn't have time to make another trip back cause we had plans for tomorrow already :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night view of the Eiffel tower was simply beautiful, what made it even better was there was a lighting show for around five minutes. It showed the Eiffel Tower being lighted up like a Christmas Tree and all the lights were dancing around it. It took my breath away. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we spent the rest of the day spamming photos and having loads of fun with the torchlight and the iPhone camera cause the flash on my dad's dslr had too much exposure. I love my family, we have fun everywhere, and I'm so glad to be spending my virgin trip to Tour Du Eiffel with them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four:Musee Carnavallt, Tea at a random Pastry shop, Center Pompidou, Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_734462597"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_734462598"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus that day was most shopping as we would be leaving for Amsterdam in a couple of days. Souvenirs from Paris was one of the must-do things on our list, cause apparently Paris just gave us the romantic french feeling and eventually everything there would be nice. But that wasn't entirely true due to the fact that most things featuring stuff regarding Paris wasn't actually sold there but was sold in Singapore instead. So it was probably imported and made from somewhere other than Paris itself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5595.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5600.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5600.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Musee Carnavallt was another one of the typical museum featuring mostly on the life of Louis the Fourteen. Artifacts on display were mostly furniture, sculptures as well as the ornaments and decorations of the lifestyle that the emperor was living. Louis the Fourteen lived a life of luxury, with a huge appetite on food and would spend up to 4 hours just for a single meal. Hence loads of the cutlery were specially designed and of elaborate patterns. Wooden floors were customized and every plank of wood was specially arranged in such an unique manner no two planks were of the same size. Furniture and room decorations were amazingly elegant and of different themes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5643.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5643.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5650-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5650-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5651.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5651.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of our stomachs were half empty by the time we finish touring the museum so as we headed towards our next destination, we got attracted mouthwatering desserts at one of the pastry shops lining the streets. So we got some of the most random desserts, sat outside the cafe and enjoyed them with the cold chilly wind blowing in our faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all I can say for the desserts are that it's as good as it looks! French really serves the best pastries, it's as if they really put every effort, passion and love while making them. My favorites are the lemongrass creme tart on the upper right and the caramelized with a tint of alcohol sponge cake on the upper left. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5654.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The streets were filled with tonnes of pastries shop and we decided to get one of these, a strawberry filled sweet cake kind of bread. Not too sweet and tasted incredible. Helped up counter the strong chilly wind that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5657-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5657-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC_5662-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i1045.photobucket.com/albums/b457/hweehuishia/DSC_5662-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Center Pompidou: One of the most well-known places in France, it's another museum featuring modern and contemporary art, which includes paintings, artifacts, literature, movies.. What made this building unique was of course the exterior design of the building, which is generally made of pipes and electric cables. As you can see, the museum is color coded so as to differentiate the different genres of the exhibits. Besides this, it is also a public library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kind of a pity we didn't manage to get to visit the place as the queue was tremendously long that day :/ So we decided to head to shoppinggggggggg :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Day Five, Last day in Paris: Versallies, Tour du Eiffel, Notre Dame, Musee du Lourve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbJrm7BrL8k/TvdQdJ4kOWI/AAAAAAAABQk/ad5IjICQqZQ/s1600/DSC_5875.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cbJrm7BrL8k/TvdQdJ4kOWI/AAAAAAAABQk/ad5IjICQqZQ/s320/DSC_5875.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6mKNyXSXRcs/TvdQhWaGjxI/AAAAAAAABQs/U64a9l10aJo/s1600/DSC_5885.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Versallies is a palace, home to all the royalties that has ruled France for the past few centuries. Through the centuries it has expanded it's buildings and structures to what you see today. It is massive and really impressive, one of the biggest palace I have ever visited (not that I have visited a lot) But as seen through the pictures you can see how huge it actually is. The last picture is the garden and it stretches all the way to the lake you see at the far end and even further, so I guess that will give you an idea how huge the palace actually is. We went there on a Monday if I wasn't mistaken and it was a real pity cause the Versailles isn't open on Mondays. Which makes us unable to visit the museum within it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Always check the dates in which attractions are open/closed. Museums usually operate 5 days a week, some 6. They would have 1 day for cleaning and refining of the artifacts. If we've planned properly we would be able to see the mirrors of versallies as well. But it's kind of okay, because of the closure I suggested to my dad to visit the Eiffel Tower to see the day view! (I just can't leave Paris without a proper Polaroid photo of my favorite place!) &lt;br /&gt;*Reminder to self: Must visit Versallies not on a Monday next time I come to Paris*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z9vmlEwaFg/Tvd2RLbK6QI/AAAAAAAABTc/WFYofEfWqn4/s1600/DSC_5953.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3z9vmlEwaFg/Tvd2RLbK6QI/AAAAAAAABTc/WFYofEfWqn4/s320/DSC_5953.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhW2DrlTh38/Tvd2V4n9oyI/AAAAAAAABTk/ZW7y-6pZBrI/s1600/DSC_5959.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JhW2DrlTh38/Tvd2V4n9oyI/AAAAAAAABTk/ZW7y-6pZBrI/s320/DSC_5959.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uINfm2J0EI/Tvd2aWeSWII/AAAAAAAABTs/e6AasokwGu8/s1600/DSC_5962.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--uINfm2J0EI/Tvd2aWeSWII/AAAAAAAABTs/e6AasokwGu8/s320/DSC_5962.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRevppXlzE0/Tvd2fMA66gI/AAAAAAAABT0/zJxH9kE4XBQ/s1600/DSC_6002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YRevppXlzE0/Tvd2fMA66gI/AAAAAAAABT0/zJxH9kE4XBQ/s320/DSC_6002.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80d8p4oOys4/Tvd2juco1dI/AAAAAAAABT8/HJqtt925lbc/s1600/DSC_6003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-80d8p4oOys4/Tvd2juco1dI/AAAAAAAABT8/HJqtt925lbc/s320/DSC_6003.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in95alXlD48/Tvd2oZohLJI/AAAAAAAABUE/uQQKpvzRXz4/s1600/DSC_6014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-in95alXlD48/Tvd2oZohLJI/AAAAAAAABUE/uQQKpvzRXz4/s320/DSC_6014.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knbS0X_zjbg/Tvd2thNLw8I/AAAAAAAABUM/icFtxUBx1W8/s1600/DSC_6020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knbS0X_zjbg/Tvd2thNLw8I/AAAAAAAABUM/icFtxUBx1W8/s320/DSC_6020.JPG" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLzT_0nIfDE/Tvd2ycRw5zI/AAAAAAAABUU/C0fRyUO41aw/s1600/DSC_6033.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gLzT_0nIfDE/Tvd2ycRw5zI/AAAAAAAABUU/C0fRyUO41aw/s320/DSC_6033.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUAwfL-4wXU/Tvd25SP-x2I/AAAAAAAABUc/K08PJmRoyeY/s1600/DSC_6041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cUAwfL-4wXU/Tvd25SP-x2I/AAAAAAAABUc/K08PJmRoyeY/s320/DSC_6041.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK_1UmGGEiM/Tvd297xcrQI/AAAAAAAABUk/7OygrFEiusM/s1600/DSC_6052.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xK_1UmGGEiM/Tvd297xcrQI/AAAAAAAABUk/7OygrFEiusM/s320/DSC_6052.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are again, back at Tour du Eiffel, and can I say it was the best decision to come back to view the day version of the Eiffel Tower. The atmosphere of the Eiffel Tower in the day is so much different from that of the night, due to the fact that now you can actually see the whole steel structure of the Eiffel Tower instead of the silhouette of it through the lights lighting it up. And the ambiance is amazing! Did you know that the Eiffel Tower is painted in 3 different shades of metal, different at each level. And it will appear to be of different colors at different angles as well as depending on how the sunlight shines on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1569785304"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1569785305"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two ways up the Eiffel Tower, either by the lift or by the stairs. The tower is divided into three levels, the first and second is accessible by stairs while the third is only accessible by the lift. However the queue for the lift is insanely long, so we went up by the stairs. Going up by the stairs has its advantages and disadvantages, if you don't have a good heart or you don't exercise much, don't try. You'll be breathless halfway and you'll feel like dying by the time you're on the first level. The flight of stairs isn't extremely long but it's long enough to be climbing it for around 10 mins with short breaks in between. But the scenery at the top is so worth the climb. I could have stayed there all day/night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRp8Zw0imF0/Tvh6-dXgrLI/AAAAAAAABUw/iLEDqiiTw-E/s1600/DSC_6080.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zRp8Zw0imF0/Tvh6-dXgrLI/AAAAAAAABUw/iLEDqiiTw-E/s320/DSC_6080.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66EussJdAOk/Tvh7CiVqs-I/AAAAAAAABU4/UqHjp5HbwVs/s1600/DSC_6081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-66EussJdAOk/Tvh7CiVqs-I/AAAAAAAABU4/UqHjp5HbwVs/s320/DSC_6081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq3SaiLbvQw/Tvh7GlqocAI/AAAAAAAABVA/Y6bpWmI3WeY/s1600/DSC_6088.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xq3SaiLbvQw/Tvh7GlqocAI/AAAAAAAABVA/Y6bpWmI3WeY/s320/DSC_6088.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9eztLACAEY/Tvh7K3Sg0QI/AAAAAAAABVI/EY6F12HgWr0/s1600/DSC_6094.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u9eztLACAEY/Tvh7K3Sg0QI/AAAAAAAABVI/EY6F12HgWr0/s320/DSC_6094.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXvzoehg99U/Tvh7PDwhbzI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tmwP4boKVDw/s1600/DSC_6095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vXvzoehg99U/Tvh7PDwhbzI/AAAAAAAABVQ/tmwP4boKVDw/s320/DSC_6095.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was telling my mum that day that I have lived life and if I die I wouldn't regret. Cause now that I have been to the Eiffel Tower, take awesome pictures (including polaroid ones, my life has been more or less fulfilled) hahaha, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ph6VfYQbpg/Tvh_LXB3C8I/AAAAAAAABVc/jaZMBDXnG8U/s1600/DSC_5708.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_ph6VfYQbpg/Tvh_LXB3C8I/AAAAAAAABVc/jaZMBDXnG8U/s320/DSC_5708.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFZ_nDB2kME/Tvh_Pxhe5UI/AAAAAAAABVk/6wq-CHPbp4g/s1600/DSC_5719.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gFZ_nDB2kME/Tvh_Pxhe5UI/AAAAAAAABVk/6wq-CHPbp4g/s320/DSC_5719.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notre Dame Cathedral: One of the most famous cathedral located in France, famous for the stained glass panels depicting the story of Christ surrounding the entire cathedral. The beautiful display of stained glass bathed in sunlight gives the cathedral a magnificent atmosphere. Once you ascend the stairs to the second level and you first lay your eyes upon the glass panels it overwhelms you with a definite "wow". It doesn't seem that amazing in the pictures probably due to the low exposure not being able to bring out the contrast of colors. However, the cathedral is pretty small in size and chairs are lined around the perimeter of the cathedral to allow people to be seated and admire the vast scene. If you have never experienced the feel of stepping into a cathedral, this is the place to go in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjjzVvPl4vI/TviLVrMdgeI/AAAAAAAABVw/y7LkEYEMyAU/s1600/DSC_5855.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NjjzVvPl4vI/TviLVrMdgeI/AAAAAAAABVw/y7LkEYEMyAU/s320/DSC_5855.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9lT6VHQTYU/TviLZwB4IsI/AAAAAAAABV4/ygIgBKjiC-E/s1600/DSC_5857.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d9lT6VHQTYU/TviLZwB4IsI/AAAAAAAABV4/ygIgBKjiC-E/s320/DSC_5857.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day we went to finish up the last of our shopping as we were leaving the country the next day. So in the night we decided to make a final stop at Musee de Lourve to catch the night view of the glass pyramids. However, it was too dark to be able to see anything that day, but instead we found the famous inverted glass pyramid instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this ends my entire experience in France, Paris. It is indeed an experience, but quite a pity that the weather didn't permit us to visit more attractions and have more fun. My dad kept insisting that we should have came during the summer instead as the weather would be much warmer and days would be longer so shops wouldn't close by 8pm. But summer would attract more tourist so eventually everywhere would be filled w people. Just imagine thrice the amount of people queuing to go up the Eiffel Tower during summer ._. Which reminds me, my next dream: To go to the top of Tour du Eiffel with the love of my life and ....... hahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Paris, always have, always will :)&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry if my long whiny post has made your eyes hurt :/ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-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/11895554-7293462173656538691?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7293462173656538691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7293462173656538691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7293462173656538691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7293462173656538691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/12/paris.html' title='Paris ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Nv1_9EW3yzU/TvDEgNwNweI/AAAAAAAABCk/NJZDueuuudg/s72-c/IMG_0312.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Paris, France</georss:featurename><georss:point>48.856614 2.3522219</georss:point><georss:box>48.773036 2.1942934 48.940192 2.5101504</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6766968848358009420</id><published>2011-11-25T22:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T23:24:55.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtaulB6DCOQ/Ts-zNkicV0I/AAAAAAAABCU/7zO8SChY5u8/s1600/tumblr_lv382ee4CN1qzl7pko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OtaulB6DCOQ/Ts-zNkicV0I/AAAAAAAABCU/7zO8SChY5u8/s320/tumblr_lv382ee4CN1qzl7pko1_400.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"When you have been in a relationship your whole life and someone tells you that you have never experienced true love. And you have to accept that, like many other people, you are new to this thing called love."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is love exactly?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it the feeling that warms your heart when both your eyes lock upon each other from afar and your mouth turns instantly into a smile. Is it the tightness of his hugs that makes you feel protected in every single way? Is it the way he lifts you off the ground and plants a kiss on your lips? Is it the way you see his eyes twinkle when he look into yours and all you can see is yourself? Is it the pain that stabs your heart when you say things that are against what your heart want? Is it the tears that flow unknowingly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There are so many definitions to love yet it's funny how I can't exactly know what the true meaning is anymore. Maybe love is like every fairytale where it always ends with happily-ever-afters. Maybe love is just simply believing in each other, to get through everything hand-in-hand. Maybe love....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love requires courage, faith, belief, strength and so many other things. What I have to do now is find it all back, whether I can or not depends on the road laid out for me. I know fate has made our paths cross for a reason.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All is not lost.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6766968848358009420?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6766968848358009420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6766968848358009420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6766968848358009420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6766968848358009420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-OtaulB6DCOQ/Ts-zNkicV0I/AAAAAAAABCU/7zO8SChY5u8/s72-c/tumblr_lv382ee4CN1qzl7pko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6681481274375143535</id><published>2011-11-24T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T19:52:50.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a1QC7fdbx20/Ts4l7AClhhI/AAAAAAAABCM/M3m6A8h_9fM/s1600/tumblr_ls38vuIUzt1qfrr2oo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a1QC7fdbx20/Ts4l7AClhhI/AAAAAAAABCM/M3m6A8h_9fM/s320/tumblr_ls38vuIUzt1qfrr2oo1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's coming to the end of my first ever semester in University. I can say that throughout this entire period, it has been overwhelming, different, unpredictable, memorable, painful, unbearable, amazing, incredible but most importantly - an experience.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think this is the only period of my life in which so many events and decisions has occured at an entire go. I look at things in a whole new different perspective, things I once believed in was no longer held true. I discovered a whole new personality of myself that I always knew was within me but has never believed it really existed. I made huge first time decisions that would change every part of my life, and discovered the courage that I never knew I had. I know about the bigger things I want from my life, convinced myself that life isn't about living for others but for yourself. I realized how much I have actually changed throughout this entire experience. And most importantly, I realized what I had been believing in did exist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;With this experience I have also realized, the things that were so much part of my life seems blurry now, I no longer know how to differentiate between real and not. I lost the true meaning of love, the one that I have always believed in when I was a little girl. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Exams haven't been a breeze like last time where I walk in confident and walk out knowing how many marks I've lost. Probably cause I'm not putting that much effort in studying and memorizing, maybe I'll pay the consequences but I know I didn't exactly put in my all. Maybe I can find that motivation back but for now, I just wanna get through my 3 papers and get done with it so&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I CAN GO TO PARISSSSSSSSS &amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy no matter what grades I get, and despite all these happenings, I enjoy what my life is like now. I feel like myself again, kinda :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6681481274375143535?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6681481274375143535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6681481274375143535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6681481274375143535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6681481274375143535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/its-coming-to-end-of-my-first-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-a1QC7fdbx20/Ts4l7AClhhI/AAAAAAAABCM/M3m6A8h_9fM/s72-c/tumblr_ls38vuIUzt1qfrr2oo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-3450839421620907496</id><published>2011-11-24T16:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T17:12:41.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horatio's one year birday :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq77YE0ZmZI/Ts4F7QFQTNI/AAAAAAAABBs/rxl7pxwqbFo/s1600/389547_2413444850297_1076572745_32378628_1594854667_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gq77YE0ZmZI/Ts4F7QFQTNI/AAAAAAAABBs/rxl7pxwqbFo/s320/389547_2413444850297_1076572745_32378628_1594854667_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmCroHvXTsM/Ts4GNRUaJKI/AAAAAAAABCA/Jqf2w0XNjVs/s1600/388225_2413445290308_1076572745_32378629_1440911626_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TmCroHvXTsM/Ts4GNRUaJKI/AAAAAAAABCA/Jqf2w0XNjVs/s320/388225_2413445290308_1076572745_32378629_1440911626_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5enSe0d4W8/Ts4GG-jEy5I/AAAAAAAABB0/1bwqa3XLHDo/s1600/IMG_0134.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C5enSe0d4W8/Ts4GG-jEy5I/AAAAAAAABB0/1bwqa3XLHDo/s320/IMG_0134.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwf1kxtXGhw/Ts4GMghSFzI/AAAAAAAABB8/fK2_HAO9y5A/s1600/314532_2413444130279_1076572745_32378623_656370112_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jwf1kxtXGhw/Ts4GMghSFzI/AAAAAAAABB8/fK2_HAO9y5A/s320/314532_2413444130279_1076572745_32378623_656370112_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Horatio, the one that can never fails to brighten up my day no matter how bad it is. The excitement in him whenever he hears my footsteps nearing the door, appearing in a flash of lighting just to welcome me home despite how late/early it actually is. The one that jumps up and plants me a wet sloppy kiss whenever I reach home every single day. Just looking at him puts a smile on my face, knowing that he will always be there for me no matter what. We share something different, a different kind of love altogether, the one that is inseparable. The one that depicts "Till death do us apart" I guess this is the only love that I know is really true, for now. But nevertheless, I love him always, now and forever :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-3450839421620907496?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3450839421620907496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3450839421620907496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3450839421620907496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3450839421620907496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/horatios-one-year-birday.html' title='Horatio&apos;s one year birday :)'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Gq77YE0ZmZI/Ts4F7QFQTNI/AAAAAAAABBs/rxl7pxwqbFo/s72-c/389547_2413444850297_1076572745_32378628_1594854667_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4319294024633167967</id><published>2011-11-22T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T02:06:58.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>那些年，我們一起追的女孩</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/xWzlwGVQ6_Q/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWzlwGVQ6_Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWzlwGVQ6_Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;成長，最殘酷的部份就是，女孩永遠比同年齡的男孩成熟。&lt;br /&gt; 而女孩的成熟，沒有一個男孩招架的住。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt; 我錯了。&lt;br /&gt; 如果你真的很喜歡一個女孩，&lt;br /&gt; 當她有人疼，有人愛，你會真心真意的祝福她。&lt;br /&gt; 永遠幸福，快樂。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome show, amazing storyline, great actors, funny actions, incredible love story. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4319294024633167967?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4319294024633167967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4319294024633167967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4319294024633167967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4319294024633167967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='那些年，我們一起追的女孩'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-4947469874631593727</id><published>2011-11-17T04:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T17:33:49.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fatigue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHWzk_SCnVM/TsTU8gTYqaI/AAAAAAAABBk/ocrS3U9UtEI/s1600/383255_10150917796215644_661570643_21985613_1955505669_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bHWzk_SCnVM/TsTU8gTYqaI/AAAAAAAABBk/ocrS3U9UtEI/s320/383255_10150917796215644_661570643_21985613_1955505669_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.08am and I'm blogging from sch, yes you didn't hear me wrong, sch. No, I'm not insane with studies, I'm just here to complete my project cause my grpmates and I have swore never to spend/waste another day for our oh-so-lovely (not) prof.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it makes me wonder if the amount of effort we put in equivalent to the results we get. Whether all these is worth it -- for a piece of paper in well-furnished A4-size thin cardboard type.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I no longer know what's the purpose in life, spending/sacrificing your time just for that piece of paper. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4947469874631593727?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4947469874631593727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4947469874631593727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4947469874631593727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4947469874631593727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/fatigue.html' title='Fatigue'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-bHWzk_SCnVM/TsTU8gTYqaI/AAAAAAAABBk/ocrS3U9UtEI/s72-c/383255_10150917796215644_661570643_21985613_1955505669_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4526932980382858357</id><published>2011-11-13T20:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T20:33:11.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnHbAezP_Ns/Tr-4vcSoQMI/AAAAAAAABBc/SyC_cmLXX7g/s1600/IMG_0716.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tnHbAezP_Ns/Tr-4vcSoQMI/AAAAAAAABBc/SyC_cmLXX7g/s320/IMG_0716.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Never mind, I'll find someone like you&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you, too&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't forget me, I begged, I remember you said&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes it last in love, but sometimes it hurts instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know I've been putting on a strong front in front of everyone else but I know how much I haven't really gotten over it. I'm doing good convincing myself that I'm moving on and burying myself in sch work but the feeling's worst when it's Saturday. I think we both know why, I refrain myself from looking at your profile but whn your posts comes in the newsfeed and it says stuff that shows how much you are able to handle this stuff and carry on with your life, I convince myself that you're doing good. But when you post stuff that assures me that you just haven't then it still hits me, one way or another. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm lying if I say I don't miss you, at all.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not ready, for anything else that comes into my life at this point of time. I don't want to fall in love cause I'm lonely, but whn I'm ready. I'm sure of that. It's only fair. I really appreciate you being here in my life, you take the pain away sometimes, but it's just not the time yet. Yes, I'm afraid you'll go cause I can't get over it but I can't do anything if you do, 'cause that's your choice afterall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's just hope I stop neutralizing myself w alcohol, cause I think that's the only thing that prevents me from going back to reality.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4526932980382858357?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4526932980382858357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4526932980382858357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4526932980382858357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4526932980382858357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/lies.html' title='Lies'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-tnHbAezP_Ns/Tr-4vcSoQMI/AAAAAAAABBc/SyC_cmLXX7g/s72-c/IMG_0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-1933563317321367488</id><published>2011-11-13T02:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T02:56:04.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acuDRk3oUrc/Tr682IkuSmI/AAAAAAAABBU/x1mu1nrSLYs/s1600/tumblr_ltln6p8pkO1qzl7pko1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-acuDRk3oUrc/Tr682IkuSmI/AAAAAAAABBU/x1mu1nrSLYs/s320/tumblr_ltln6p8pkO1qzl7pko1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In life, unexpected things happens expectedly without us even knowing. And this scares me sometimes, especially when I have a friend who just got hospitalized recently cause of medical conditions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Such things never fails to remind me how fragile life is, how you should cherish every single moment spent together with your loved ones, how people walk in and out of your life.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Looking at how much suffering my friend is going through just pains me, it's as if I can feel every single pain that he's going through and yet not being able to do anything to help. The feeling's just horrid. Anyone could have been on that hospital bed today, so if you're not taking care of yourself, please start cause it will be the best thing for your loved ones as they won't have to worry for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, on the side note, it brings me to what I have set myself for: To live my life to the fullest while I have the chance. Cause you may never know what happens tomorrow, whether the world is going to end or whether the people you have just won't be there anymore.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;'Cause when you're fifteen and somebody tells you they love you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're gona believe them&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And when you're fifteen feeling like there's nothing to figure out&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, count to ten, take it in,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is life before you know who you're gonna be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fifteen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I realize some bigger dreams of mine~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-1933563317321367488?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/1933563317321367488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=1933563317321367488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1933563317321367488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1933563317321367488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/fragile.html' title='Fragile'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-acuDRk3oUrc/Tr682IkuSmI/AAAAAAAABBU/x1mu1nrSLYs/s72-c/tumblr_ltln6p8pkO1qzl7pko1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4273757977300065527</id><published>2011-11-11T15:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:26:29.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx9cn0A_Bkw/TrzR3YB0XvI/AAAAAAAAA_k/PGtCOok8Nhw/s1600/297868_2354171448499_1076572745_32351544_81462927_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Hx9cn0A_Bkw/TrzR3YB0XvI/AAAAAAAAA_k/PGtCOok8Nhw/s320/297868_2354171448499_1076572745_32351544_81462927_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvFaW82s0kQ/TrzR31WmZlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hxJ23KZwg2A/s1600/374946_10150359314643005_725253004_8539007_1434152088_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IvFaW82s0kQ/TrzR31WmZlI/AAAAAAAAA_s/hxJ23KZwg2A/s320/374946_10150359314643005_725253004_8539007_1434152088_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0MTJzKNK-_4/TrzR4_N0GbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6sQd6zCnq1c/s1600/385570_2354169368447_1076572745_32351535_1989709196_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0MTJzKNK-_4/TrzR4_N0GbI/AAAAAAAAA_8/6sQd6zCnq1c/s320/385570_2354169368447_1076572745_32351535_1989709196_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFkXh40gVNQ/TrzR4a3aSnI/AAAAAAAAA_0/7wBMu_ypzns/s1600/383615_2354172528526_1076572745_32351549_2144187253_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="236" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bFkXh40gVNQ/TrzR4a3aSnI/AAAAAAAAA_0/7wBMu_ypzns/s320/383615_2354172528526_1076572745_32351549_2144187253_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This week has been kinda like a chillin' week considering the amount of stuff I've been through, well I think I deserve more than a break. So yea. It was &lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anthony's birday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so we headed to The Loof for some beer and pizza (Second best option cause Timbre was closed on the eve of a public holiday- damn, was really looking forward to some awesome duck pizza) If you haven't noticed, the 'L' for 'The Loof' is actually an inverted 'r' lol.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The view's awesome especially at night cause it's open air and the whole nightsky just comes into view. Ambiance was really comfortable and music just blended in the background. Pizza was so-so, but overall, commendable hangout place :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But that's not the point, really glad to have good company &amp;lt;3 we talked about almost everything and it's good having people to talk to despite the fact that I'm getting quite tired of talks hahahha. But nevertheless, it's was refreshing. Anthony's like the best bud ever, knows of the best places to chill and hangout cuz he's like party boy ._. hahaha, and he claims he's an emo bin but he's always optimistic :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And the funniest part was that my friends were saying how we have a couple face and we just looked at each other and literally burst out laughing. Lol last warning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;So Happy Birday Anthony! You'll always be young ^^ and thanks for everything :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loogix.com/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;" title="Gif maker"&gt;&lt;img alt="Gif maker" src="http://www.loogix.com/img/res/1/3/2/1/0/0/1321005968181266.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwor6NuiSVw/TrzZM-Bu5bI/AAAAAAAABAs/pntd_NLpuMQ/s1600/305412_10150529836924746_785894745_11753428_268939994_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fwor6NuiSVw/TrzZM-Bu5bI/AAAAAAAABAs/pntd_NLpuMQ/s320/305412_10150529836924746_785894745_11753428_268939994_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qu3Y-IEgffU/TrzZO9vG4ZI/AAAAAAAABBE/PjaeywLrOTI/s1600/384977_10150529835524746_785894745_11753414_248043262_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qu3Y-IEgffU/TrzZO9vG4ZI/AAAAAAAABBE/PjaeywLrOTI/s320/384977_10150529835524746_785894745_11753414_248043262_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5O7Slz8_BgE/TrzZOB-YAjI/AAAAAAAABA8/eIBXDsKtIBM/s1600/375261_10150529837189746_785894745_11753431_1971961561_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5O7Slz8_BgE/TrzZOB-YAjI/AAAAAAAABA8/eIBXDsKtIBM/s320/375261_10150529837189746_785894745_11753431_1971961561_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a695OVXhc0Q/TrzZNofIqCI/AAAAAAAABA0/BEPDK9yofF8/s1600/309831_10150529841734746_785894745_11753494_1114500999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a695OVXhc0Q/TrzZNofIqCI/AAAAAAAABA0/BEPDK9yofF8/s320/309831_10150529841734746_785894745_11753494_1114500999_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a695OVXhc0Q/TrzZNofIqCI/AAAAAAAABA0/BEPDK9yofF8/s1600/309831_10150529841734746_785894745_11753494_1114500999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Econs grp &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;One of my most fun grp in the entire sem, as you probably can see from the gif above. Lol fun times fun times :D&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;The ChipMunk photos never fails to get me laughing, especially how Aretha's face is the biggest most of the times lololol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twATYdItCZU/TrzaSbBmVPI/AAAAAAAABBM/pPXxoZ9hyjI/s1600/310141_2364145097834_1076572745_32357942_1244579820_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-twATYdItCZU/TrzaSbBmVPI/AAAAAAAABBM/pPXxoZ9hyjI/s320/310141_2364145097834_1076572745_32357942_1244579820_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Best Stats buddy: Quan Heng ^^&lt;br /&gt;Stats won't ever be the same without him and his retarded sayings and irritating nonsense is what keeps me entertained and not falling aslp during stats. As you can see, the prof looks boring by nature which explains why his voice is like a lullaby every single lesson. Spamming facebook during stats is the love&amp;lt;3 Can't imagine all the rubbish we do.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss stats w you, idiot. HAHAHAHHA :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=11895554"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=11895554"&gt; &lt;span id="goog_740497286"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_740497287"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here sums up my entire sem for you :)&lt;br /&gt;Great to have awesome friends, pronto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=11895554"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4273757977300065527?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4273757977300065527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4273757977300065527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4273757977300065527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4273757977300065527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/what-week.html' title='What a week.'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Hx9cn0A_Bkw/TrzR3YB0XvI/AAAAAAAAA_k/PGtCOok8Nhw/s72-c/297868_2354171448499_1076572745_32351544_81462927_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-1683266437315477911</id><published>2011-11-11T14:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:35:15.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made that decision knowing the tremendous amount of stuff that I have given up on. It may seem silly, stupid, dumb or whatsoever but I know the consequences of it and I still did it anyway. I may have given up on someone worth a billion dollars literally and I may never ever find someone worth that much in the future or may never love me that much in the future but I did it anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have thought thru this in more ways than anyone has, the past, the present, the future. Every single aspect. I don't expect anyone to understand my decision, cause I know this is what I want for myself. It's time I live life for myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, no one will truly understand the amount of things I have gone through to get to this decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was more than disappointed that day, but it didn't matter cause it made me realize things I wouldn't see if it didn't happen.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm doing good, moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And no, I don't regret any shit. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-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/11895554-1683266437315477911?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/1683266437315477911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=1683266437315477911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1683266437315477911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1683266437315477911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-8224169978410202155</id><published>2011-11-06T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T01:53:47.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this is it, the end of everything. I know you will never forgive me for the things that I've done and you will never understand why I did it, but by letting it all out is how I know you're moving on. It doesn't matter how bad it reflects on me or whatsoever, at least by venting your anger on me it lets you continue with what you have path your life out to be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the words I have never had the chance to say and to further prove your point:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is entirely my fault, yes I have betrayed your trust in every single way. You're not to blame cause you have done nothing wrong in the entire 6 and a half years of our journey. Thank you for showering me with ultimate love and care from the bottom of your heart, I'm sorry for not being able to appreciate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for going thru everything with me, whether happy, sad, torturous... Please know that I treasure every single one of our memories together and that they will be deeply etched in my heart/mind forever. I know for the fact that nothing will be able to replace everything that we shared for the past 6 and a half years. No matter what comes along in the future, you will always be my first love, now and forever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always love you.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank you for everything, for being part of my life and giving me wonderful memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish you all the best in every single thing you do. And I know you deserve better, so despite me not being the right girl in your life, I hope you do find your happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And as long as you're happy, I am too.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry for bringing you so much pain, for breaking promises, for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know all these won't make a difference but I just thought you should know anyway, if you ever happened to read.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So probably for the last time in my life: " I love you, Lihan, I really do."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8224169978410202155?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8224169978410202155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8224169978410202155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8224169978410202155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8224169978410202155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/11/end.html' title='The end'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-7336452908617998791</id><published>2011-10-28T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T13:50:04.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acquaintances</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTHxRgw_hVE/Tqo7LkKmiII/AAAAAAAAA_c/YvmLDJaIEp4/s1600/319597_2319598904207_1076572745_32321920_1603050649_n-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dTHxRgw_hVE/Tqo7LkKmiII/AAAAAAAAA_c/YvmLDJaIEp4/s320/319597_2319598904207_1076572745_32321920_1603050649_n-1.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Happy Birday Peishan! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my first crazy friend in Uni, the one and only one that will share my frustration when doing java cuz that's the only thing that would drive us insane. The same one that would laugh hysterically when our brains get fried cuz of particular &lt;strike&gt;people&lt;/strike&gt; person. Studying with her just seems fun and relaxing despite the mountainous amount of workload we have, it seems like a break could just take all that stress away.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;True friend.&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I realized loads of stuff, stuff I foolishly believe wouldn't happen especially in friends. I have blogged quite a number of times about birdays and it never fails to get me sentimental. No idea why, but birdays are just special days. It signifies the day you came into this world, to have the life you have today. It's not just any other monday, tuesday, wednesday or thursday, it holds a special significance, well at least to me. Birdays are supposed to be happy where you're overwhelmed with people who love you, to tell you that you actually meant something to them. It's the day where your heart warms every now and then but also the day you know who are the ones who really care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ones that would take time off their own schedule no matter how busy they are to just let you know you meant something to them, the ones that would go through the trouble of getting stuff just to put a smile on your face, the ones that would be there for you anytime.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm just grateful I have such friends out there that would do the same for me.&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7336452908617998791?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7336452908617998791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7336452908617998791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7336452908617998791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7336452908617998791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/acquaintances.html' title='Acquaintances'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-dTHxRgw_hVE/Tqo7LkKmiII/AAAAAAAAA_c/YvmLDJaIEp4/s72-c/319597_2319598904207_1076572745_32321920_1603050649_n-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4791048473012726453</id><published>2011-10-23T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T23:57:29.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girl Who Played With Fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvox-5gMpWA/TqQ1_i9k4PI/AAAAAAAAA_U/o1YPqxgutCc/s1600/tumblr_ltc5ciEJYB1qafc06o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="216" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yvox-5gMpWA/TqQ1_i9k4PI/AAAAAAAAA_U/o1YPqxgutCc/s320/tumblr_ltc5ciEJYB1qafc06o1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's feels like I'm going back to the period of time when I'm rebellious, reckless and brave. Where I would go against whatever you say for the sake of it. I feel like I'm invincible and no, you can't stop me now 'cause I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm no longer tied down by your every rule and you can't tell me what to do, 'cause I'm gng to decide my own route and path and nothing is going to stop me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The fact that you don't think I can do it just motivates me more, I'm gng to make you eat every single one of your words. I'm gng to push my limits to achieve the impossible, I know it's gng to be tough but everything's worth a try. With determination, anything's possible. Just wait and see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's a mixed feeling, one that is too angry be able to shed any tears cause you know this ain't worth your tears. I'm going to be strong, like I always am.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can do this, yes I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm going to show you, with time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wait for it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4791048473012726453?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4791048473012726453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4791048473012726453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4791048473012726453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4791048473012726453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/girl-who-played-with-fire.html' title='The Girl Who Played With Fire'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Yvox-5gMpWA/TqQ1_i9k4PI/AAAAAAAAA_U/o1YPqxgutCc/s72-c/tumblr_ltc5ciEJYB1qafc06o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-2447704400826194528</id><published>2011-10-20T03:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T03:46:15.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Among The Stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KshOuk8gPOk/Tp8o5qbdIJI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u-z-4zH8_-A/s1600/tumblr_lszd1qZfpS1qa2txho1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KshOuk8gPOk/Tp8o5qbdIJI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u-z-4zH8_-A/s320/tumblr_lszd1qZfpS1qa2txho1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been neutralizing myself with songs lately, it seems like that's the only thing that would bring peace within the chaos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Earplugs in, world out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's not going to be any easier in the next few weeks, like the saying goes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; "life never get easier, you just get better".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cruel but painstakingly true.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;High benchmarks, competition, goals, expectations, deadlines.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stress, a funny thing, that you unknowingly bring to yourself at any point of time. No matter how much you convince yourself that you're not stressed or that you're not a smugger, stress still gets to you in one way or another. And what differentiates people who can handle against people who will crumble under it, is your perspective of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So what we get drunk, so what we smoke weed, we're just having fun, we don't care who sees. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;So what we go out, that's how it's supposed to be.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And be young and wild and free.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2447704400826194528?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2447704400826194528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2447704400826194528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2447704400826194528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2447704400826194528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/life-among-stress.html' title='Life Among The Stress'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-KshOuk8gPOk/Tp8o5qbdIJI/AAAAAAAAA_M/u-z-4zH8_-A/s72-c/tumblr_lszd1qZfpS1qa2txho1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-128895776967819193</id><published>2011-10-18T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T01:18:25.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3642g86A6s/Tp2Lh3a8DyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/No11A_l7Xns/s1600/tumblr_lsssgpnkqp1qam9d1o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I3642g86A6s/Tp2Lh3a8DyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/No11A_l7Xns/s320/tumblr_lsssgpnkqp1qam9d1o1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done with my first ever presentation in SMU today. Boy, was I nervous! I was practically pacing up and down/ in circles in the room while waiting for the class to settle down and for the guys to set up the equipment. Hands were freezing and all they did was tremble with cue cards in my hand.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Presentations, one of the worst &amp;amp; yet best thing ever.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Worse - cause' you don't know what the audience are thinking, some gives you straight strict faces, while others yawn and fall aslp, and all that goes through your mind would be "oh shit am I saying sth wrong? Am I really that boring? Should I vary my tone more to engage the audience? Why they all expressionless one?!?!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best - when you're in that panic state and someone actually gives you a random smile and you feel better alr :) And the sigh of relief when it's all over. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5 more weeks to winter break; CAN'T WAIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Endure :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How I&lt;b&gt; imagined&lt;/b&gt; my future would be like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Living in our own huge house that we designed together w swimming pool &amp;amp; garden.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a hammock &amp;amp; swing in the garden so we can stare at the starry skies every other night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Taking wedding photos in every other beautiful country. Honeymoon doesn't have to be the only period we're traveling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Taking turns to cook dinner despite not knowing how the food/kitchen will turn out. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Instead of eating outside food all the time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Wedding held at my fav hotel&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(one of the Singapore's oldest hotel but still as magnificent)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Not worrying about anything esp not monetary matters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Living happily ever after&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, a girl can imagine right? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;This is why dreams are harder as it seems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-128895776967819193?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/128895776967819193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=128895776967819193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/128895776967819193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/128895776967819193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-I3642g86A6s/Tp2Lh3a8DyI/AAAAAAAAA_E/No11A_l7Xns/s72-c/tumblr_lsssgpnkqp1qam9d1o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-3237562776245991089</id><published>2011-10-15T02:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T02:17:44.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr_LV6RPL9s/Tph3oGDSxJI/AAAAAAAAA-8/1Iy-oGk3ReI/s1600/tumblr_lidsf2h1KF1qfvu82o1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="16" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Cr_LV6RPL9s/Tph3oGDSxJI/AAAAAAAAA-8/1Iy-oGk3ReI/s320/tumblr_lidsf2h1KF1qfvu82o1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have always dreamt of traveling, just pack your bags, put down all your responsibilities, forget all your troubles and get on the next flight out of the country. To a place, unknown, where surprises, great sights, scenery, culture, people and events awaits you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It doesn't matter if you were to travel in style, living in grand furnished hotels with awesome suites or to be living in a small comfy rented apartment in the country just to save on cost so we can go to many of the greatest sights available.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I want to go on a at least one month long trip, to many of the most wonderful and awesome places in the world. Exploring sights, getting lost, trying exotic food, sipping high tea, doing the most unpredictable things, strolling along the streets, diving/snorkeling with sharks, taking tonnes of pictures to remember them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't mind walking till my legs are sore just to see and feel the awry of the scenery and sights :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won't mind waking up early in the morning to catch the most beautiful sunrise and staying up late at night just to capture the pretty night skies. I won't mind not slping at all...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can imagine how it's going to be like traveling, it's going to be so awesome that reality just seems to be so far away by the time we're reaching the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's going to be different, so different in a sense overwhelming but definitely worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whether we last forever is another matter but I know I'll definitely regret it if I don't make the right decision of traveling (&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="fr"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;avec vous)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="fr"&gt;&lt;span class="hps"&gt;Well, Seul le temps dira :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-3237562776245991089?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3237562776245991089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3237562776245991089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3237562776245991089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3237562776245991089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/travel.html' title='Travel'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Cr_LV6RPL9s/Tph3oGDSxJI/AAAAAAAAA-8/1Iy-oGk3ReI/s72-c/tumblr_lidsf2h1KF1qfvu82o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6461579156189756252</id><published>2011-10-07T23:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:57:25.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;âche pas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things may not be the same tomorrow, or the next day or ten years down the road. Cherish whatever you have now, the moments, the memories, the adventures. Everyday is an adventure as long as you live it and you don't know what tomorrow holds for you. So why brood over stuff? Why think so much? Things will eventually turn out the way it is, cuz fate has laid out my path.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My heart tells me that once I defer from my path, things will never be the same again. The happiness, the bliss, the telepathy, the feeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Afterall, change is the only constant thing in life, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Calibri&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-size: 11.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-ansi-language: EN-SG; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-fareast-font-family: SimSun; mso-fareast-language: ZH-CN; mso-fareast-theme-font: minor-fareast; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6461579156189756252?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6461579156189756252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6461579156189756252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6461579156189756252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6461579156189756252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/cherish.html' title='Cherish'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-pq7fpgk_1aA/To8dnB4O6FI/AAAAAAAAA-4/9vvltA8Zvsk/s72-c/tumblr_lqmcvzUh0A1qaqs3eo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6008088725290578309</id><published>2011-10-07T00:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:56:15.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apple</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;"No one wants to die. Even people who wants to go to heaven don't want to die to get there. And yet death is the destination we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the best invention of Life. It is Life's change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new. Right now the new is you, but someday not too long from now, you will gradually become the old and be cleared away. Sorry to be so dramatic, but it is quite true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Your time is limited, so don't waste it living someone elses' life. Don't be trapped by dogma, which is living with the results of other people's thinking. Don't let the noise of other opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; - Steve Jobs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admire Steve Jobs for he has dedicated his entire life to Apple, bringing about incredible and creative inventions that never fails to amaze us. His dedication toward creating and walking through the journey in Apple is absolutely commendable, for he has brought about revolutionary change in the world today. Without him there won't be Ipods, Iphones, Ipads, Macs...&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine a world without this inventions and having to stick to crappy Creative MP3s? &lt;br /&gt;Well I can't cuz mine got like burn out in probably 1 year whn I first started using it. But anyhow, thank you Steve Jobs for making all these possible. Without you there won't be Apple and things will never have been the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;RIP Steve Jobs. 1955-2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes I wish I had the courage that Steve Jobs had. His speeches are so inspiring, so true yet so hard to apply it to ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just not ready to apply it in my life. But I have to be someday.&lt;br /&gt;And when that day comes, I hope I have enough strength to do what I have started out to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6008088725290578309?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6008088725290578309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6008088725290578309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6008088725290578309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6008088725290578309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple.html' title='Apple'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-2353596432892652029</id><published>2011-10-06T02:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T02:08:53.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Akqvp13wSBQ/ToyOUQMgBiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/BivAXzd1_Xo/s1600/tumblr_lpu1lwODYf1qc2u00o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Akqvp13wSBQ/ToyOUQMgBiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/BivAXzd1_Xo/s320/tumblr_lpu1lwODYf1qc2u00o1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's recess week, things are busier than ever but I'm finding time in between to meet up w friends, chill, hangout cuz I know in the next few weeks things will never be like this again....till 29nov that is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Headed down to NUS to visit karen and boy is NUS good! Different culture, different environment, different people, cheap food, awesome housing, great facilities... There's so much more I can go on w, seriously! But like the saying goes, the grass is always greener on the other side right? Lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Sometimes, the best way to stay close to someone you love is try being just a friend."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm happy w my life now, although things are different for a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't like change actually, don't like it at all. But life's like that right? People make decisions, life changes, paths crossed, friendship defer, stuff like that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If only life was like a movie sometimes....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What if....?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life's good for now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2353596432892652029?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2353596432892652029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2353596432892652029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2353596432892652029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2353596432892652029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/10/its-recess-week-things-are-busier-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Akqvp13wSBQ/ToyOUQMgBiI/AAAAAAAAA-0/BivAXzd1_Xo/s72-c/tumblr_lpu1lwODYf1qc2u00o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4070639069806034683</id><published>2011-09-30T03:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T15:32:41.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1C87D-Lgf8/ToTD9v35WsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Yf5EEKASC90/s1600/tumblr_lq9c27s6iK1qc8u3to1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i1C87D-Lgf8/ToTD9v35WsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Yf5EEKASC90/s320/tumblr_lq9c27s6iK1qc8u3to1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"There is no time frame for a wait that is worth waiting for."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rushing projects deadlines in the middle of the night really puts my mind to the test. Sometimes it feels like my brain can no longer process anymore information but at the next instance it is functioning normally again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's so much confusion in me for my IS101 project, it's that complicated feeling that comes whn you actually know what you're suppose to do cuz you're able to explain it clearly to all of your friends and they will all go "OHHH!". But whn I set myself to do the exact same thing, I get confused.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What is an information system?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is a system that can regulates the flow of information in any firm, industry, as long as information flows, it is called an information system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Must an information system have to consist of IT?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, not necessarily. It does not have to be of a huge system comprising IT, it can be Email, Microsoft Office, as long as it aids in helping the flow of information.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe writing all these down can stimulate my brain better cuz eventually I'll get bored and confused and start wondering about the same few qns so at least I know where to refer to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This actually keeps me sane for a change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I didn't know such people exist in the world, someone who knows every feeling, every intuition, every action about you even before you having to tell them anything. One look and it seems like you can see through what's inside, what's from within. And silence is all you need.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When you see a text msg and the next moment you want to type something but it ain't necessary anymore. Telepathy?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The one thing that puzzles me is why? Why stay whn you know the person may hurt you anytime?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is it worth it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And these are the things that I'll never understand but will always be thankful for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I believe fate has line out the road ahead and all I have to do is walk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4070639069806034683?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4070639069806034683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4070639069806034683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4070639069806034683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4070639069806034683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/09/wait.html' title='Wait'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-i1C87D-Lgf8/ToTD9v35WsI/AAAAAAAAA-w/Yf5EEKASC90/s72-c/tumblr_lq9c27s6iK1qc8u3to1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8235125766219356481</id><published>2011-09-26T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T13:23:04.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwZwKrNsJQ4/ToAMJqca3ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/NkWPL9T6vmM/s1600/tumblr_lqgdcqALjE1qkuw4to1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gwZwKrNsJQ4/ToAMJqca3ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/NkWPL9T6vmM/s320/tumblr_lqgdcqALjE1qkuw4to1_500.jpg" width="222" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go again, I kinda want to be more than friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So take it easy on me, I'm afraid&amp;nbsp; you're never satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here we go again, we're sick like animals, we play pretend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're just a cannibal and I'm afraid I won't get out alive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I won't sleep tonight~~~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I wish my heart and my mind synchronize more sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Matters of the heart are the hardest to understand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes I just want to lay down and stare at the starry night sky, carefree. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's week 7, halfway through the marathon. It's midterms this week, test test exam exam proj proj deadlines deadlines. Uni's so much different from what I expected -- tougher, more independent, fast paced, torture... There's so much to add to it that I don't know where to start. Things are changing, much more than I know.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today's the first &lt;strike&gt;weekday&amp;nbsp;&lt;/strike&gt; I'm spending home since the start of uni, studying for econs midterms tmr and I'm not even halfway thru. My brain's kinda dead from the nua-ing during the past 8 months and it's already incredible if I can absorb half the things I'm reading. But I'm good so far just less procrastinating and more reading and memorising ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next week's recess week, can't wait! I could use a break anyhow~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;JIAYOU JIAYOU JIAYOU! ^^V&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8235125766219356481?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8235125766219356481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8235125766219356481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8235125766219356481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8235125766219356481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/09/here-we-go-again-i-kinda-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-gwZwKrNsJQ4/ToAMJqca3ZI/AAAAAAAAA-s/NkWPL9T6vmM/s72-c/tumblr_lqgdcqALjE1qkuw4to1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8167927308433402367</id><published>2011-08-14T01:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T02:11:50.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Java Guava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFh2QD6I9aI/Tka0NWr-57I/AAAAAAAAA9I/yP6budFmHS4/s1600/tumblr_lon2jwGvPU1qk0glro1_1280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 265px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640393724849481650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gFh2QD6I9aI/Tka0NWr-57I/AAAAAAAAA9I/yP6budFmHS4/s400/tumblr_lon2jwGvPU1qk0glro1_1280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Been feeling mentally tired for everyday of this week (which includes sat) except for National day itself. This is &lt;s&gt;mostly&lt;/s&gt; due to the ever intensive Java Enrichment Course that I have been attending since Monday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's like a crash course teaching the fundamentals of Java squished into 5days from 9.30am to 6pm. Zzz. And every single day with no doubt, my brain gets fried like a golden-brown hashbrown. It's like the only thing circling in my brain are those Java codes. It's been so occupied with them I can make jokes out of it (what a geek I'm becoming). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For instance;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;myShirt = yourShirt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Means I just stole your shirt away from you.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok that's about enough, I don't want to show how much of a nerd I really am now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;System.out.println("Huishia is an ultimate geek");&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what's the worse part? Sch hasn't even started for me and I'm alrdy becoming like this. This is not good....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcYeZHAURWk/Tka5uQvzzFI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/r0rkmYOhw0U/s1600/263211_2097756758292_1076572745_32118119_5484153_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 298px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640399787748740178" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QcYeZHAURWk/Tka5uQvzzFI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/r0rkmYOhw0U/s400/263211_2097756758292_1076572745_32118119_5484153_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So these are the hipster friends I hang out/zonk out/stone/talk to ourself with (cuz we're so overwhelmed with stress from Java) during the entire of my Java crash course :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have the BEST TA (Teacher's Assistant) which is the guy right at the back. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Then there was Convocation ytd(Friday) which is actually an event that marks the start of our sch life in SMU. It's compulsory to wear formal so apparently everyone looks like a waiter/waitress lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bO3exQua1VE/Tka8CXf3ITI/AAAAAAAAA94/CNwUE5BUkAk/s1600/289546_10150266032439270_742614269_7763937_3387538_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640402332181537074" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bO3exQua1VE/Tka8CXf3ITI/AAAAAAAAA94/CNwUE5BUkAk/s400/289546_10150266032439270_742614269_7763937_3387538_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Zehui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fgFlo2b3Lw/Tka8CNtVa_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/WlsWP426lr0/s1600/292955_10150409467358569_646948568_10442521_1297166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640402329553693682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3fgFlo2b3Lw/Tka8CNtVa_I/AAAAAAAAA9w/WlsWP426lr0/s400/292955_10150409467358569_646948568_10442521_1297166_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hanging out friends during FTB (Part of the cooler gang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37drMRtOcFo/Tka8Bw1xCoI/AAAAAAAAA9o/a84aJVhOIHc/s1600/294793_10150409467683569_646948568_10442530_2435213_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640402321804429954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-37drMRtOcFo/Tka8Bw1xCoI/AAAAAAAAA9o/a84aJVhOIHc/s400/294793_10150409467683569_646948568_10442530_2435213_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our facilitator, Daryl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4H7uN1K1UFQ/Tka8B1shzoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/1rqGwzVrw2c/s1600/293839_10150409468293569_646948568_10442539_7975110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640402323107860098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4H7uN1K1UFQ/Tka8B1shzoI/AAAAAAAAA9g/1rqGwzVrw2c/s400/293839_10150409468293569_646948568_10442539_7975110_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mary, Felica and Milky in front of the epic toliet in Suntec Convention Hall Lvl 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FrlDQT5THZM/Tka8BvYDcnI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/eqiLlvtyAYQ/s1600/294816_10150409467823569_646948568_10442533_2327596_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640402321411371634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FrlDQT5THZM/Tka8BvYDcnI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/eqiLlvtyAYQ/s400/294816_10150409467823569_646948568_10442533_2327596_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QYS2pXU_3E/Tka9empnDsI/AAAAAAAAA-g/dSGvDjDGCGE/s1600/205982_10150409467898569_646948568_10442534_8107313_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640403916796923586" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--QYS2pXU_3E/Tka9empnDsI/AAAAAAAAA-g/dSGvDjDGCGE/s400/205982_10150409467898569_646948568_10442534_8107313_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zXJpXTqOxA/Tka9eUbjzmI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ZXzRvDVGohU/s1600/291928_10150409468003569_646948568_10442535_5625177_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640403911906152034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zXJpXTqOxA/Tka9eUbjzmI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/ZXzRvDVGohU/s400/291928_10150409468003569_646948568_10442535_5625177_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Inside Joke: Eyes Open Big Big, HeyHeyHeyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQSMlBltuoA/Tka9ed50a0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CM-GeJC5ueo/s1600/224434_10150409468938569_646948568_10442548_475943_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 225px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640403914448988994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQSMlBltuoA/Tka9ed50a0I/AAAAAAAAA-Q/CM-GeJC5ueo/s400/224434_10150409468938569_646948568_10442548_475943_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUk93jETZL0/Tka9eLMU55I/AAAAAAAAA-I/7HV7yQ6yz4Q/s1600/205942_10150409468723569_646948568_10442545_6200965_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 225px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640403909426341778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUk93jETZL0/Tka9eLMU55I/AAAAAAAAA-I/7HV7yQ6yz4Q/s400/205942_10150409468723569_646948568_10442545_6200965_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With Basith and Wyner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Came home last night at about 11pm with a sandwich from 7-11 for dinner. Pathetic, I know. Hopefully my life in SMU doesn't have such similar occurence anymore lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna work out Java and be a pro at it. (Hopefully)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#Ilovejava&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8167927308433402367?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8167927308433402367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8167927308433402367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8167927308433402367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8167927308433402367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/08/java-guava.html' title='Java Guava'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-gFh2QD6I9aI/Tka0NWr-57I/AAAAAAAAA9I/yP6budFmHS4/s72-c/tumblr_lon2jwGvPU1qk0glro1_1280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8815648169454841560</id><published>2011-08-10T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T01:47:21.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Company matters</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGe4SIc0GpQ/TkFnAIQqavI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EvLNRw10X8Y/s1600/286581_10150303145855102_511000101_7403743_878423_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638901460359604978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xGe4SIc0GpQ/TkFnAIQqavI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EvLNRw10X8Y/s400/286581_10150303145855102_511000101_7403743_878423_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaDqs6aKPNQ/TkFm_8N-BuI/AAAAAAAAA84/AM4u1txAE9Y/s1600/286643_10150731495100109_583095108_19880555_201541_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638901457127081698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IaDqs6aKPNQ/TkFm_8N-BuI/AAAAAAAAA84/AM4u1txAE9Y/s400/286643_10150731495100109_583095108_19880555_201541_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8FB31dLkLM/TkFm_aEfzoI/AAAAAAAAA8w/wO1E-cWN9OE/s1600/288800_10150339542036663_597326662_9726567_6282329_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 266px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638901447960546946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L8FB31dLkLM/TkFm_aEfzoI/AAAAAAAAA8w/wO1E-cWN9OE/s400/288800_10150339542036663_597326662_9726567_6282329_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I'm back from my second camp which was so much better than the last. Probably due to the crowd of friends I made :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here's a summary of what I did for the second camp:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 1: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1)Got super wet due to loads of wet games for eg the one on top where you had to catch a waterbomb from the second storey. And also another game where other clans get the priviledge of throwing tonnes of water bombs at us while we make our way to the other side of the sch or sth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Got tricked in going to fright night by the facis and screamed like an idiot (until the last part where it just got annoying :x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 2:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Made our way to Sentosa on a rainy day which lasted like for the entire morning and aftnoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Had to play our games in the Sentosa Carpark. (By the time we were done, our skins were practically all black -.-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Got bad karma by continuously imitating a girl who faked her voice to do her grp's cheer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4)Got dunked continuously by my grp mates into the sea. (They carried all my limbs :( despite running away a couple of times)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Nearly fell of the human pyramid. (God was everyone heavyyyy - which explains the expression on my face)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) Played tug of war twice and won both times which results in me having no feeling in my arms for the rest of the day ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) Social night: played drinking games, saw this fat facis called robert trying to hit on my friend even whn they were perfectly sober which was D.I.S.G.U.S.T.I.N.G. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) Got high during HTHT&amp;lt;3 and kata guruma a guy cuz they said I couldn't do it. (The scene was epic) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9)Screwed a china idiot called edward verbally cuz he walked around like free one at like 4am and kicked my chair :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10) The day would have been awesome if not for the rain :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 3:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Prepared for finale night during the day and came out with some stupid skit performance while acting as a jock doing aerobics (which in this case was uber loads of thrusting and sexy movements) Sheesh, I don't know where to put my face alrdy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But all in all, camp was fun and awesome! Didn't regret going at all, especially whn you could have met such an awesome grp of friends :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, sch's starting soon and I have to slp in time for my java enrichment lessons tmr :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's so much I have to say about java, omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I'm a little too slpy to be thinking straight now, so toodles ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/11895554-8815648169454841560?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8815648169454841560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8815648169454841560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8815648169454841560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8815648169454841560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/08/company-matters.html' title='Company matters'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-xGe4SIc0GpQ/TkFnAIQqavI/AAAAAAAAA9A/EvLNRw10X8Y/s72-c/286581_10150303145855102_511000101_7403743_878423_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6229009915548330357</id><published>2011-08-02T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T23:22:14.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camps</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf2LUunT24M/TjgSy0HD8TI/AAAAAAAAA8o/2d0wcHHOEZE/s1600/282414_10150255848069685_596704684_7760169_4545900_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636275597845197106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lf2LUunT24M/TjgSy0HD8TI/AAAAAAAAA8o/2d0wcHHOEZE/s400/282414_10150255848069685_596704684_7760169_4545900_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQKhjbQU1IY/TjgSytVJX7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/sG9auNnx0T4/s1600/206104_10150255848574685_596704684_7760171_392813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636275596025225138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mQKhjbQU1IY/TjgSytVJX7I/AAAAAAAAA8g/sG9auNnx0T4/s400/206104_10150255848574685_596704684_7760171_392813_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pu9Q3TyNwzQ/TjgSyePdqsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/4p3N_WhRP6I/s1600/284319_10150255841869685_596704684_7760025_5573795_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636275591974857410" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pu9Q3TyNwzQ/TjgSyePdqsI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/4p3N_WhRP6I/s400/284319_10150255841869685_596704684_7760025_5573795_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got back from ftb camp about 3 days ago and I'm gng for my next one tmr. Zzz, don't really fancy camps due to not-so-good food, slping on hard flr, getting backaches and butt pains, getting more blueblacks than ever, showering in uber cold water and what more I can whine about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only reason I'm gng is to make sure I'm no loner in sch and at least get some help from experienced ppl hahaha. Nevertheless, games in uni camps are really extreme! Dirty to the core and crazy like hell, but really fun if you have the right crowd hahaha ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So hopefully the people in my grp tmr are more than just quiet people sticking around just for the sake of it. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh for my previous camp, I did:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Played lame games which you had to restart once you fail until you get it right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2)Built a raft using pipes, ropes and buckets and bring it out to sea &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3)Ate Eno salt with water (you should try it if you haven't)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4)Got peanut butter smeared on me by my friends ._.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5)Slpt in a tent and woke up being all sweaty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6)Went tunneling and end up getting loads of blueblack cuz it was so dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7)Played wet games (as of the pic above)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8)Danced like nobody's biz pretending to be in a club&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9)Played 'lao ying zuo xiao ji' (which was hilarious)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10)Made cool new friends :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So toodles till the next time I break camp! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&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/11895554-6229009915548330357?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6229009915548330357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6229009915548330357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6229009915548330357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6229009915548330357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/08/camps.html' title='Camps'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Lf2LUunT24M/TjgSy0HD8TI/AAAAAAAAA8o/2d0wcHHOEZE/s72-c/282414_10150255848069685_596704684_7760169_4545900_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8763335060985105555</id><published>2011-08-01T17:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T02:36:18.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For the better</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Make animated gifs at gifninja!" href="http://gifninja.com/animated-gifs/146669/kata-guruma"&gt;&lt;img alt="Kata Guruma" src="http://gifninja.com/animatedgifs/146669/kata-guruma.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Make animated gifs at gifninja!" href="http://gifninja.com/animated-gifs/146701/sasae-surikomi-ashi"&gt;&lt;img alt="Sasae Surikomi Ashi" src="http://gifninja.com/animatedgifs/146701/sasae-surikomi-ashi.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case you're wondering if I took my grading the other day, I didn't. Nevertheless, I didn't regret going for trging on that day itself cuz I was able to catch whatever I have been working towards for the past 3 months on tape. It was as if all these times we had been training for was all worth it. I've seen myself improve from zlitch to the standards I can accomplish today. And I'm proud, of myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It wasn't on of our best runs of course but it was good enough for me :) All the pictures and a full run video is on facebook if you're wondering. (It's as if I alrdy had the grading) At least now in my heart I know what are the sweats and pains I have to go through in order to achieve my black belt. In that way I guess I'll definitely appreciate it more as compared to a bunch of losers doing motions in which I could have accomplish 3 months ago. So yes, I'm very proud of myself and thankful even though I didn't take my black belt. Although it's very wasted but maybe life's just trying to make a fool out of me once again. And it isn't that bad, is it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My apologises for the lousy grammer and spelling for the previous post, just had to get rid of all the rage. Nevertheless, I'm contented with my own achievements, and that's all that matters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8763335060985105555?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8763335060985105555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8763335060985105555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8763335060985105555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8763335060985105555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/08/for-better.html' title='For the better'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-4209212927829232027</id><published>2011-07-26T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T16:13:53.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For what it's worth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9rliG1_NzQ/Ti50Y2WaqMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/-Ynqywcgdh0/s1600/tumblr_loxja5GvVA1qf7ikto1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 268px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633568154142288066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d9rliG1_NzQ/Ti50Y2WaqMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/-Ynqywcgdh0/s400/tumblr_loxja5GvVA1qf7ikto1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just got the news that there will be no grading from sensei. Stating that he will be not free today whn he was the one who specially chose it 2 weeks ago. On my dad's birday. So we had to celebrate my dad's birday earlier this week on sunday to compensate for today itself. And here comes the news from sensei that "I'm not ready for my grading cuz I never train enough" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow there's so much to say about that statement I don't know where to start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Personally, I'm not disappointed with myself or anything of that sort. I'm definitely angry with the final change of plans and frustated for ever believing in you and treating you with upmost respect when you don't deserve any in the first place. Later time I use to pity you and feel bad whn I don't help out (whn I'm not obligned to). But now I finally know why all your students have left. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, it's not my loss, it's yours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But most importantly, all I know is that I have put in my best effort in doing whatever I was aiming to accomplish and I know I have reached my goal. I thank my best partner for nage no kata Guoying for continuously partnering me throughout everything. Having to endure my throws without pulling up and taking care and forcing your shit out. HAHAHA. But nevertheless, thanks for being there whn I needed you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I swear no one will ever do nage no kata as good as me and you despite the imperfections. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So thanks for everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think today most likely be the end for my judo/jujitsu journey, I honestly don't think it will end like that. But it's ok, cuz I know I've done myself proud in the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking forward to my probably last trging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;br /&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/11895554-4209212927829232027?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4209212927829232027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4209212927829232027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4209212927829232027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4209212927829232027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/for-what-its-worth.html' title='For what it&apos;s worth.'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-d9rliG1_NzQ/Ti50Y2WaqMI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/-Ynqywcgdh0/s72-c/tumblr_loxja5GvVA1qf7ikto1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7337540846430750678</id><published>2011-07-25T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T22:36:32.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nerves.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFhohSluWIE/Ti188EqeOwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/JXmDwFwjQaE/s1600/tumblr_lo9bulnHtP1qm2htqo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 294px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5633296080396237570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MFhohSluWIE/Ti188EqeOwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/JXmDwFwjQaE/s400/tumblr_lo9bulnHtP1qm2htqo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tomorrow is the day that determines what I really deserve. What I have been working towards for probably 8 years of my life. Jujitsu had always been my dad's option for me, I have never had good reflexes or strength. At first I couldn't do a simple throw or punch properly, my breakfalls were like shit and I get blueblacks all the time (I still do). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'd say that you made me realised the true passion I have for judo/jujitsu. I'm not entirely good in remembering techniques or performing a perfect throw or teaching students or playing randori and so on. But I've nutured to become stronger, mentally and physically. And I have you to thank for scolding me during trgings despite the lousy attitudes I give, for torturing me during trgings and so on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here comes the day where I will no longer be just a student, where I will be looked upon by different people. Whether older, stronger, more profound in techniques or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But nevertheless, I'll make sure I'll live up to my own standards. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hopefully nothing goes wrong tmr for my black belt grading omg. It seems real actually typing it out. Hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me luck :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7337540846430750678?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7337540846430750678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7337540846430750678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7337540846430750678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7337540846430750678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/nerves.html' title='Nerves.'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-MFhohSluWIE/Ti188EqeOwI/AAAAAAAAA8I/JXmDwFwjQaE/s72-c/tumblr_lo9bulnHtP1qm2htqo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6643713158640202955</id><published>2011-07-24T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T23:20:57.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhBWOBGPlso/Tiw1QAegceI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QQCMjNbpwQ8/s1600/tumblr_logcmpmLca1qzg3f8o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 329px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632935783055782370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LhBWOBGPlso/Tiw1QAegceI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QQCMjNbpwQ8/s400/tumblr_logcmpmLca1qzg3f8o1_500.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So the journey to hogwarts has ended, once and for all. Can't believe that after all these years of growing up with Harry Potter, it's finally over. Zit. Fullstop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Was hoping the movie was going to last longer, it's as if everything's in fast forward. There's this bittersweet feeling when the finale went on screen. When you see the words 'Nineteen Years Later'. Cause you know it's the end, and nothing can deny it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, rather than bothering about the things you cannot change, I'm grateful, for I have been one of the few generations to grow up together with Harry Potter. While many are denied of this fantastic privilege, anticipating the films to go on screen. Rushing to buy the newest book of Harry Potter hot from the oven. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At least I know my next dream move: to go to &lt;s&gt;Hogwarts&lt;/s&gt; Harry Potter World Theme Park!!!!!! Can't Wait :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you Harry Potter, for my wonderful childhood ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6643713158640202955?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6643713158640202955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6643713158640202955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6643713158640202955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6643713158640202955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/tribute_24.html' title='A Tribute'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-LhBWOBGPlso/Tiw1QAegceI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QQCMjNbpwQ8/s72-c/tumblr_logcmpmLca1qzg3f8o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-226017421403464930</id><published>2011-07-21T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:05:52.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6YUxr_sM9w/Tib08aoz0tI/AAAAAAAAA44/mStczd76boY/s1600/tumblr_loh42fjRla1qcbk34o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 283px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631457702853202642" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-a6YUxr_sM9w/Tib08aoz0tI/AAAAAAAAA44/mStczd76boY/s400/tumblr_loh42fjRla1qcbk34o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNr6pUH1AdE/Tib08HjHQNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Qb2CzWOzzCA/s1600/tumblr_lo4qtjxPmK1qdmdo7o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631457697729036498" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HNr6pUH1AdE/Tib08HjHQNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/Qb2CzWOzzCA/s400/tumblr_lo4qtjxPmK1qdmdo7o1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gonna catch this epic conclusion on saturday, Gold Class. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After eleven long years, &lt;s&gt;it has finally come to an end  &lt;/s&gt; a new beginning has begun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't believe that when I first watched this show I was 8 or probably older? :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood: Eggcited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;/edited&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;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this will be my last birday post for the year, special delications to my bestf ahsiao ♥ As you know I went to shanghai during my birday so due to my busy schedule during that period of time, I was unable to squeeze anytime out, even for my bestf. But being always so swt and thoughtful, she decided to give me a belated birday celebration @Hard Rock Cafe Singapore :) And we had the time of our lives, talking, laughing, getting embarrassed by tonnes of hard rock employees: Me being the 'birday girl' having to stand on a chair and she had to make everyone sing a birday song for me. Most embarassing moment yet!!!! :O I was blushing like mad ._. But nevertheless, it was perfect :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02d7Gq6Lo-I/TifnmbOh7sI/AAAAAAAAA64/_iHkKrMTQaY/s1600/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631724506379841218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-02d7Gq6Lo-I/TifnmbOh7sI/AAAAAAAAA64/_iHkKrMTQaY/s400/IMG_0820.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1uHI4qFRYI/Tifnlsj0xnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/bjN8ntMId4E/s1600/IMG_0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631724493852690034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F1uHI4qFRYI/Tifnlsj0xnI/AAAAAAAAA6w/bjN8ntMId4E/s400/IMG_0791.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bBGbcAlALV0/TifnlUBvuPI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vJHoVaJX23I/s1600/IMG_0826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631724487267301618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bBGbcAlALV0/TifnlUBvuPI/AAAAAAAAA6o/vJHoVaJX23I/s400/IMG_0826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVyTNfBHxps/Tifnk1R6SvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/rPcQCbj01XM/s1600/IMG_0809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631724479013604082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVyTNfBHxps/Tifnk1R6SvI/AAAAAAAAA6g/rPcQCbj01XM/s400/IMG_0809.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fuvmAogMFA/TifnkRPqQFI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Pa6qqZ5IKq4/s1600/IMG_0805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631724469340487762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--fuvmAogMFA/TifnkRPqQFI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/Pa6qqZ5IKq4/s400/IMG_0805.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our first ever polariods taken together. (Which was my first ever polaroids yet! And the best part was I get to keep them!!!) Polaroids are starting to grow on me despite the fact that I keep convincing myself that I don't need one cuz the films' too ex :( But how lovely it would be if I'd just be able to capture every single moment with my most fav people at the most memorable places during the best moments of our lives!!! Omg I've got to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And best part about the stuff alrdy happened, guess what she got me????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-poCFek2pAQ8/TifqS9yxy2I/AAAAAAAAA74/zia_zZIXXv4/s1600/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631727470596180834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-poCFek2pAQ8/TifqS9yxy2I/AAAAAAAAA74/zia_zZIXXv4/s400/IMG_0812.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6o60Smb58tc/TifqSkorlFI/AAAAAAAAA7w/BFnDRRzZ3_w/s1600/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631727463842944082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6o60Smb58tc/TifqSkorlFI/AAAAAAAAA7w/BFnDRRzZ3_w/s400/IMG_0816.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPONGEBOB CUPCAKES!!! IS SHE THE BEST BESTF A GIRL CAN HAVE OR WHAT??? I'm so blessed! :) Just look at how cute the cupcakes are!! Absolutely overwhemled with happiness ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dj3ftx_u34/TifqSYntpMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Po0qlvRhUPA/s1600/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631727460617659586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2dj3ftx_u34/TifqSYntpMI/AAAAAAAAA7o/Po0qlvRhUPA/s400/IMG_0819.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She also made me a handmade card :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuvwVVIIw8E/TifqRwLS3DI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vMdOthUqLsE/s1600/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631727449761045554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KuvwVVIIw8E/TifqRwLS3DI/AAAAAAAAA7g/vMdOthUqLsE/s400/IMG_0796.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well all I can say is that I'm really blessed to have known someone like you and allow our friendship to eslate to the point of bestf! Things are going to be different nest time as we are going to different schs, studying different stuff and you be making new friends and spending more time in hostels. But nevertheless, always remember you have a friend like me if you ever feel bored/gay/whatever. I'll be here 24/7 ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything!♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;I love you bestf!♥&lt;br /&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-226017421403464930?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/226017421403464930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=226017421403464930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/226017421403464930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/226017421403464930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/gonna-catch-this-epic-conclusion-on_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-a6YUxr_sM9w/Tib08aoz0tI/AAAAAAAAA44/mStczd76boY/s72-c/tumblr_loh42fjRla1qcbk34o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6348332568134671855</id><published>2011-07-18T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T23:44:26.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry Potter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wuu08nOhbOg/TiRLjeP9D0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0pFf8VqsCdE/s1600/tumblr_loam6u2ULx1qf557zo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 267px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630708506907447106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Wuu08nOhbOg/TiRLjeP9D0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0pFf8VqsCdE/s400/tumblr_loam6u2ULx1qf557zo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been spending most of my days indulged in these goodies. I'm ashamed that I have only finally decided to cast my eyes upon these whn the last and final show of Harry Potter is premiering. Deep inside me I knew I have always been a Harry Potter fan, whether or not I have read the books. I've caught every single show with a tinge of excitement cause I'll never know what to expect. They say the show's always better whn you don't read the books. But nevertheless I'd appear more or less confused at the parts not elaborated clearly cuz the director would have assume those who catch the shows are those who actually read the books. Sometimes I feel they should spare a thoughts for the non-readers, but in the case for Harry Potter, YOU'RE A FOOL FOR NOT READING THE BOOKS!!!! (JK ROWLING IS EXTRAORDINARY!) Can't believe I missed out so much. At least I've finally fin the whole series and I'm glad my holidays are not spent in vain ^^ Harry Potter is ♥. Kinda sad and relunctant that all these have to come to an end, I'm glad I grew up with him :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I said, I spent my actual birday in Shanghai on a biz trip with a bunch of adults and me being the youngest. It was different but nevertheless heartwarming to see a bunch of people whom you have only know for probably 3 months and some even less than 2 days celebrate your birday for you. It's like you never knew people other than your loved ones really cared for you. Ultimately, I didn't regret going for this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVEbRX0x4pM/TiROazSgmCI/AAAAAAAAA4A/vJm5EyaTrKs/s1600/268114_2078320991495_1049107236_2421224_2609441_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630711656471369762" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vVEbRX0x4pM/TiROazSgmCI/AAAAAAAAA4A/vJm5EyaTrKs/s400/268114_2078320991495_1049107236_2421224_2609441_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This woman beside me is my boss, she is the one who has grant me amazing opportunities to learn, to experience for myself what the real biz world is like. (Particularly in China) She is the one who has taught me from scratch, and allowed me to nuture and grow through her guidance. Despite our indifferences, I have learnt stuff I have never been able to grasp so professionally. And most importantly, she's the one who helped to organised my surprise birday party on 26june2011, 12am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bhee-e6hKLI/TiROaz-E1kI/AAAAAAAAA34/cMNPojUbt1g/s1600/270214_2078320071472_1049107236_2421219_2071496_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630711656654100034" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bhee-e6hKLI/TiROaz-E1kI/AAAAAAAAA34/cMNPojUbt1g/s400/270214_2078320071472_1049107236_2421219_2071496_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see, we ended our day with KTV. From the crowd you can see the different generation and obviously the gap in the songs they were singing so apparently I was sitting at the side communicating with people that were nearer towards my own age. Never did I expect that at 12am they blasted birday songs of different language and a huge birday cake moblised in front of me :) The cake was from the big boss of the china company. Really grateful. (Despite the amt of cream on the cake)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NU__QCtIhOw/TiROar5borI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kK2GuKZHLVo/s1600/261959_2078321671512_1049107236_2421227_1143459_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630711654487138994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NU__QCtIhOw/TiROar5borI/AAAAAAAAA3w/kK2GuKZHLVo/s400/261959_2078321671512_1049107236_2421227_1143459_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ae2PicDPpgs/TiROarsnolI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zf09o0MEZPY/s1600/262329_2078323591560_1049107236_2421233_1829419_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630711654433399378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ae2PicDPpgs/TiROarsnolI/AAAAAAAAA3o/zf09o0MEZPY/s400/262329_2078323591560_1049107236_2421233_1829419_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0zZTO-ozB4/TiROaW6uv1I/AAAAAAAAA3g/YK-LeCQm4AA/s1600/268744_2078324551584_1049107236_2421236_4613023_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630711648855441234" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0zZTO-ozB4/TiROaW6uv1I/AAAAAAAAA3g/YK-LeCQm4AA/s400/268744_2078324551584_1049107236_2421236_4613023_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had champangne and the big boss dotted my head with cream saying it's a blessing in china as they called it. So you can see me looking ridiculously at the different no of cameras. At least I didn't look really retarded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoaakyOpr88/TiRSqQTlX0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/s0On1wWjpZ0/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630716320005054274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zoaakyOpr88/TiRSqQTlX0I/AAAAAAAAA4o/s0On1wWjpZ0/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B6.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cK1UbYmWxrA/TiRSqDdrabI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Zj5mYy-N70o/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630716316557732274" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cK1UbYmWxrA/TiRSqDdrabI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Zj5mYy-N70o/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by the time I returned to the hotel, it was nearly 2am. My bosses were still downstairs having a biz discussion while I was upstairs enjoying my bath while my all-so-swt boyf waiting patiently for me on skype when he had work the next day. So whn I went on skype he had a birday cake in front of him and a candle lit on the comp screen. ♥ Can't believe how lucky I am to get such an awesome boyf like him :)&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, then he ate the cake -.-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPCQVUrzSdY/TiRSp0s5bHI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/p70UPRG6O74/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B11.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630716312595033202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZPCQVUrzSdY/TiRSp0s5bHI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/p70UPRG6O74/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B11.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Su45vcsE4/TiRSpoR4EaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/duOMV4WcGPY/s1600/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B12.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630716309260472738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-N8Su45vcsE4/TiRSpoR4EaI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/duOMV4WcGPY/s400/Video%2Bcall%2Bsnapshot%2B12.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elmo also joined in the fun and came to wish me happy birday so cute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think I had the thought that I had to buy myself a cupcake from a bakery in china and get a candle and sing happy birday to myself under my blanket. Silly but true.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, this birday would probably be the most unforgettable birday yet. But I'm glad and I'm grateful for the people in my life (even those who just decided to say hello and stay for a while in my life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimately, I've learnt so much about biz, manners, tolerance, characters, feelings and people. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6348332568134671855?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6348332568134671855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6348332568134671855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6348332568134671855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6348332568134671855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-Wuu08nOhbOg/TiRLjeP9D0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/0pFf8VqsCdE/s72-c/tumblr_loam6u2ULx1qf557zo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4410156799410032716</id><published>2011-07-04T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T23:03:11.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th Birday ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAJQDNJ1-YU/ThHPuRnR6qI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FDr_78-2uZk/s1600/IMG_0716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625505803471547042" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAJQDNJ1-YU/ThHPuRnR6qI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FDr_78-2uZk/s400/IMG_0716.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IOtqGDEkWw/ThHPuLhYwDI/AAAAAAAAA2o/l0fwZHWaRXc/s1600/IMG_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625505801836216370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7IOtqGDEkWw/ThHPuLhYwDI/AAAAAAAAA2o/l0fwZHWaRXc/s400/IMG_0717.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start ranting on the stuff happening prior to my birday, I'd like you to see what I have been spending my time on for the past 6 months :) It's mend to be a scrapbook, but it seems more like an oversize artjournal now hahaha. It's made with sweat, tears, love and ultimately uhu glue! Uhu glue is probably the best invention yet, seriously! It makes everything stick, from dried petals, shells even stuff toys hahaha! Above is one of my fav pages of the book :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2eDcNf6OMA/ThHPtqspMnI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QVZ9gSDfHWI/s1600/IMG_0725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625505793025061490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G2eDcNf6OMA/ThHPtqspMnI/AAAAAAAAA2g/QVZ9gSDfHWI/s400/IMG_0725.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LfBBxvgTmM/ThHPtYyPH6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zXi-2I9j47k/s1600/IMG_0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625505788216680354" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LfBBxvgTmM/ThHPtYyPH6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/zXi-2I9j47k/s400/IMG_0731.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9OgnUAWEy8/ThHPs-614DI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1JsGEeEIDvM/s1600/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625505781273452594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q9OgnUAWEy8/ThHPs-614DI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/1JsGEeEIDvM/s400/IMG_0727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I celebrated my birday earlier this year for the first time due to the fact that I had to go on a biz trip with my boss during the period of my birday. I was very reluctant to go, but I managed to come upon experiences that I'd never have gained in sch. So overall, I didn't regret going for it. (Will blog about the Shanghai one next time :&amp;gt;) So as usual, my birday feast was managed by my one and only most incredible/awesome/pretty/superb mom in the whole wide world ^^ The lobster soup and meat was heavenly, the meat was toppled with mozerilla cheese&amp;amp;pizza topping cheese then baked in the oven till golden brown. The meat was soft, tender and juicy, you could feel the juice of the lobster once you sink your teeth in it. There was also the all-time favourite Lagasana that only appeared once a year (sometimes once in two years) Everyone couldn't help having like at least 3 servings! :x Besides that there were the usual Rocket salad, bagette (that goes with the soup), pan-fried mushroom with butter, as well as the seaweed and jellyfish toppled with anchovies!:) It was one of the most sastifying and fulfilling dinner ever~ Made with love xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But best of all was the company, just all of us laughing and talking like there were no boundaries, no obstacles in our topics :) Just love the times spent together♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second best part of my birday was the presents &amp;amp;the card! I especially love cards during my birday as it tends to depict all the heartwarming and heartfelt wishes from the ones you love♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYZHyVtAkg/ThHTo4gKSSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/RuADf_akK98/s1600/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625510108877965602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fuYZHyVtAkg/ThHTo4gKSSI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/RuADf_akK98/s400/IMG_0740.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LV belt was from my family, my second branded item ^^ It came as a surprise considering the fact that I never expected them to buy something so expensive for me. And I haven't had the right chance to wear it out yet! So for now it's placed soundly at home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_55tUFpttdQ/ThHToRKcIAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/D1yUFbzrUM0/s1600/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625510098317877250" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_55tUFpttdQ/ThHToRKcIAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/D1yUFbzrUM0/s400/IMG_0738.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ph3IPL9A9Y/ThHToDHQVnI/AAAAAAAAA3A/mB3tGS2fv0c/s1600/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625510094546425458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Ph3IPL9A9Y/ThHToDHQVnI/AAAAAAAAA3A/mB3tGS2fv0c/s400/IMG_0724.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was from mylove, which was our 6years prezzie. I still can't imagine you in a girl's shop choosing bags hahaha. But at least your taste is getting better! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKBArJ1nrYs/ThHTn9Q6fcI/AAAAAAAAA24/Ze81t81B5qw/s1600/IMG_0751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625510092976324034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKBArJ1nrYs/ThHTn9Q6fcI/AAAAAAAAA24/Ze81t81B5qw/s400/IMG_0751.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was also from him, which was my 19th birday present :) Didn't know he had the artistic genes in him for scrapbooking as well. Thought all his 'artistic' talent went to designing CONDOS hahhahahhaahhahha :P Thanks Baby♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This birday was different yet memorable as I had to spend it in Shanghai but nevertheless it showed me who were the ones who love me♥ And the amount of true friends I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it ain't about money, present or whatsoever. But the thoughts of others which makes them indifferent from the others. I love you people! :) Thanks for all the wishes by phone, facebook, twitter and so on.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I think I'm gng to blog more than one birday post haha still waiting for the photos of my shanghai cele :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4410156799410032716?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4410156799410032716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4410156799410032716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4410156799410032716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4410156799410032716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/07/19th-birday.html' title='19th Birday ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-hAJQDNJ1-YU/ThHPuRnR6qI/AAAAAAAAA2w/FDr_78-2uZk/s72-c/IMG_0716.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-103633130549329884</id><published>2011-06-30T23:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T01:16:47.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Years ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_We2z9MjhNM/TgyZmYIEX6I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/f6om-I8lu8E/s1600/261763_10150344554883146_631733145_10238447_7413066_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038919269277602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_We2z9MjhNM/TgyZmYIEX6I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/f6om-I8lu8E/s400/261763_10150344554883146_631733145_10238447_7413066_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQPi0Y-v6Xc/TgyZmD840_I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4LxHt5UBdJk/s1600/261639_10150344554233146_631733145_10238436_5743878_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038913853674482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xQPi0Y-v6Xc/TgyZmD840_I/AAAAAAAAA0Q/4LxHt5UBdJk/s400/261639_10150344554233146_631733145_10238436_5743878_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much things to say I don't know what to start with, but june has been a really great month for me considering the fact that it has the most no of importants events happening in my life. So on 21 June 2011, we celebrated our 6years♥. It's been a very long journey together for the both of us, nevertheless, it's still going strong. We've been at each other's side for so long there seems to be an invisible bond that links us together unexpectedly. We know how one another is feeling like as if it's telepathic, and without any words we know what to do next. It scares me sometimes that someone knows stuff about me that even I, myself don't even know. But it's really heartwarming to have someone there for you whnever you need him, regardless whether you want to share good news with him or whn you need a shoulder to cry on or whn you need someone to share your troubles with. So I'm thankful, for having someone like you, in my life. And I know for now, that I'm never letting you go♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uVooC6TdF3c/TgyZlhE2_DI/AAAAAAAAA0I/tO8mvZxqTq4/s1600/270396_10150344555668146_631733145_10238457_366203_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038904491867186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uVooC6TdF3c/TgyZlhE2_DI/AAAAAAAAA0I/tO8mvZxqTq4/s400/270396_10150344555668146_631733145_10238457_366203_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS3Rn3z9NAQ/TgyZlugAPSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NLoC387cENM/s1600/262305_10150344553903146_631733145_10238431_141148_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038908095380770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JS3Rn3z9NAQ/TgyZlugAPSI/AAAAAAAAA0A/NLoC387cENM/s400/262305_10150344553903146_631733145_10238431_141148_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0PmSk8xiR4/TgyZldA1ABI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8zwhzduiTx4/s1600/263797_10150344553718146_631733145_10238428_1380632_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624038903401218066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w0PmSk8xiR4/TgyZldA1ABI/AAAAAAAAAz4/8zwhzduiTx4/s400/263797_10150344553718146_631733145_10238428_1380632_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05Lqrh8gzNY/TgyhmqnkWcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kHd9ntVc1PM/s1600/264192_10150344553843146_631733145_10238430_2633976_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624047720326257090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-05Lqrh8gzNY/TgyhmqnkWcI/AAAAAAAAA1A/kHd9ntVc1PM/s400/264192_10150344553843146_631733145_10238430_2633976_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGk6NMzgxn8/TgyhmR7_1iI/AAAAAAAAA04/WjCe3eWZ2p8/s1600/260012_10150344554488146_631733145_10238439_6098850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624047713701058082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RGk6NMzgxn8/TgyhmR7_1iI/AAAAAAAAA04/WjCe3eWZ2p8/s400/260012_10150344554488146_631733145_10238439_6098850_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCNgOH0-ng4/TgyhmPPlGmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RyMlsYQ8Bw4/s1600/263887_10150344555593146_631733145_10238456_3154473_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624047712977885794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FCNgOH0-ng4/TgyhmPPlGmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/RyMlsYQ8Bw4/s400/263887_10150344555593146_631733145_10238456_3154473_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcegFUZpooo/Tgyhlx8qE1I/AAAAAAAAA0o/kLz4zl8KMSg/s1600/271050_10150344555138146_631733145_10238450_3982544_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624047705113891666" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pcegFUZpooo/Tgyhlx8qE1I/AAAAAAAAA0o/kLz4zl8KMSg/s400/271050_10150344555138146_631733145_10238450_3982544_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we celebrated our anniversary at MBS that day, it was my first time there and the whole experience was really great. Despite the fact that there were so many routes to the hotel we couldn't figure out where the valet parking was suppose to be. We went shopping during the aftnoon and boy, was there a lot of shops! We manage to fin touring the whole of MBS considering the fact that we spent the whole aftnoon there, luckily my legs didn't ache as much as I thought it would :x Then we went outside of the shopping mall and started shooting pictures of the surroundings. The scenery's really good though, really nice for photoshoot and all. I have to admit the architecture of MBS and it's surroundings was really well done. It kind of fits in with singapore as a whole. ^^ Really lovin' the pictures we took, credits to Mr Neo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ab4bYORGDNw/Tgyo1JXY53I/AAAAAAAAA1o/NCHTEh9KNVY/s1600/259845_10150344556033146_631733145_10238462_412967_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624055665679460210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ab4bYORGDNw/Tgyo1JXY53I/AAAAAAAAA1o/NCHTEh9KNVY/s400/259845_10150344556033146_631733145_10238462_412967_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNNdimVpLAI/Tgyo03S2NYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/RgRdo4uJvww/s1600/268027_10150344556128146_631733145_10238463_8157328_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624055660828571010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNNdimVpLAI/Tgyo03S2NYI/AAAAAAAAA1g/RgRdo4uJvww/s400/268027_10150344556128146_631733145_10238463_8157328_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVJCumNIRvo/TgyrGD-0VFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ssvHhKXzzW8/s1600/269474_10150344556298146_631733145_10238465_3754165_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624058155315254354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yVJCumNIRvo/TgyrGD-0VFI/AAAAAAAAA2I/ssvHhKXzzW8/s400/269474_10150344556298146_631733145_10238465_3754165_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after much shopping, we headed to dinner at a bistro called DB. It serves westernized cuisine which was a pricey but at a reasonable cost, in a sense that the food was above averaged. For appetizers, I ordered a Al fungi thingy (I forgot what it was called) and he ordered some veggie soup if I'm not wrong. Mine tasted really good cuz the mushrooms tasted really awesome in a sense that it really brings out the essence of the mushroom taste. The crust was really thin as well, and it makes you keep wanting somemore. His soup was just nice, not very creamy but it tasted more like potatoes to me haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eg6yo3RjtdM/TgyrGIgsA3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/zCuMHIoNtjg/s1600/261755_10150344552363146_631733145_10238403_2765297_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624058156531057522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eg6yo3RjtdM/TgyrGIgsA3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/zCuMHIoNtjg/s400/261755_10150344552363146_631733145_10238403_2765297_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxn7IId80M0/TgyrFR91bpI/AAAAAAAAA14/nXBPHKWfego/s1600/271040_10150344552238146_631733145_10238402_753043_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624058141889359506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Nxn7IId80M0/TgyrFR91bpI/AAAAAAAAA14/nXBPHKWfego/s400/271040_10150344552238146_631733145_10238402_753043_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the main course, I had lamb while he had dory fillet risotto. I don't know whether mine was risotto as well cuz the rice seemed to be a little too tiny. The lamb was ok, tasted like kebab. But I really fancied the sausage, tasted delicious! :) I kinda prefer his to mine though, cuz the fish was really soft and fresh, the cheese and cream sauce on the risotto just made it perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lh27CnZz_QY/TgyrFWxlfpI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mVmn4BIrxkM/s1600/264999_10150344552788146_631733145_10238413_3547306_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624058143180160658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lh27CnZz_QY/TgyrFWxlfpI/AAAAAAAAA1w/mVmn4BIrxkM/s400/264999_10150344552788146_631733145_10238413_3547306_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We shared dessert, cuz we were more or less full from everything. But luckily we didn't give it a miss, cuz the souffle was awesome! I don't understand why for bistros, desserts are always the best! Same thing happened for the Mt Faber one. The souffle was really really really good! Delicious~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSCMyImNQb8/Tgyhlgkv9VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/lLIhAuDMp-M/s1600/264253_10150344553228146_631733145_10238421_7454001_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624047700450211154" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VSCMyImNQb8/Tgyhlgkv9VI/AAAAAAAAA0g/lLIhAuDMp-M/s400/264253_10150344553228146_631733145_10238421_7454001_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1NR7dvWFzM/Tgyo0gvaAMI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/flqtwmZvJjc/s1600/268496_10150344556848146_631733145_10238472_7327196_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624055654774341826" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-j1NR7dvWFzM/Tgyo0gvaAMI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/flqtwmZvJjc/s400/268496_10150344556848146_631733145_10238472_7327196_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTOaV9F4cqE/Tgyo0YDplNI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Rf0hDyk1k7A/s1600/267563_10150344556973146_631733145_10238474_2111494_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624055652443329746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nTOaV9F4cqE/Tgyo0YDplNI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/Rf0hDyk1k7A/s400/267563_10150344556973146_631733145_10238474_2111494_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end the day, we caught Lion King♥. The show was spectacular, with really explicit handicrafted costumes, awesome lighting effects, really remarkable voices as well as amazing sound effects! But to top it all, I had great company♥. I really liked the show most cuz of the songs, esp Hakuna Matata, Circle of Life, Can You Feel The Love Tonight as well as the new song, Can't Wait to Be King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really enjoyed the day, it was simply perfect!♥ But nothing beats great company♥&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for making our 6 years so unforgettable! Each anni is getting better than the last, probably because I love you a little more every year? :')&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for always being there for me, I don't know what I'll do without you.&lt;br /&gt;I Love You Babe♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-103633130549329884?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/103633130549329884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=103633130549329884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/103633130549329884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/103633130549329884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/06/6-years.html' title='6 Years ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-_We2z9MjhNM/TgyZmYIEX6I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/f6om-I8lu8E/s72-c/261763_10150344554883146_631733145_10238447_7413066_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5448885377885195676</id><published>2011-06-16T00:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:14:07.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've been mia-ing for so long from blogging that I have so much to tell you guys!! (But I doubt anyone actually read this thing now anw. But nevertheless I'll still continue with it cuz it seems like a place for me to read my own thoughts haha) I'm weird by nature. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, reason why I'm blogging now is cuz I'm kinda stuck in a dilemma. A dilemma which concerns my birday and a learning while working opportunity overseas. So, the working opp is that the company in which I'm working in now is planning to merge with a China (Shanghai) company and my boss has invited me to go with her to this business opp. Where they are going to meet with the new company and hold meetings concerning the merger, the China company will bring us to visit the surroundings which includes the factories and all that. Apparently my parents both agree on the fact that this is a very good opportunity cause what are the chances that a 18 going on 19 years teenager get invited to such an event overseas? And I may not even get such a chance whn I actually enter the working life. This trip will definitely allow me to gain more experience in doing business and of course in the merging of companies and even learning extra things as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But the thing is that it's going to be from 23-28 june, in which I'll be spending my birday overseas. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I'll cry if I go for the trip cuz I'll be so homesick and all that as I've never spend a birday apart from my family before. Well, the prob with me is that I treat birdays very dearly, it's always that heartwarming feeling you get when the people around you express their love and care for you by making a homemade card, buying presents, making your birday memorable or even just coming down with a cake and singing happy birday. It's the only time you know who are the people who are your true friends, and the love, let's just say it's indescrible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know my birday is not a big deal and all but there a part in me that's not willing to decide between the two.......... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: I'll still be updating on all the other stuff currently/has happened in my life. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5448885377885195676?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5448885377885195676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5448885377885195676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5448885377885195676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5448885377885195676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/06/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-2603372546914907896</id><published>2011-05-24T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:12:48.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birday Bestff ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcD40AWM1hQ/TdqYlaI0w_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/nUa8FXsT4Pk/s1600/181776_494293638234_567753234_6121895_7367011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609964054282290162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BcD40AWM1hQ/TdqYlaI0w_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/nUa8FXsT4Pk/s400/181776_494293638234_567753234_6121895_7367011_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jna87im4Xm4/TdqYk2KkFRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jqzlh57AEHo/s1600/165656_484844764677_624554677_5949692_2241658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609964044625909010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jna87im4Xm4/TdqYk2KkFRI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jqzlh57AEHo/s400/165656_484844764677_624554677_5949692_2241658_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRBaTXCy9f8/TdqYkiWfrPI/AAAAAAAAAzc/igcALlEGDhA/s1600/163734_484842489677_624554677_5949629_6074996_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609964039307242738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DRBaTXCy9f8/TdqYkiWfrPI/AAAAAAAAAzc/igcALlEGDhA/s400/163734_484842489677_624554677_5949629_6074996_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6Ngr67ckuo/TdqYkZu9jRI/AAAAAAAAAzU/DYx7KqUuwwk/s1600/163659_494826877794_743912794_6043920_4406607_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609964036993944850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D6Ngr67ckuo/TdqYkZu9jRI/AAAAAAAAAzU/DYx7KqUuwwk/s400/163659_494826877794_743912794_6043920_4406607_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82mMRRjymHo/TdqYkNtVZ8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/iunJGqYBkew/s1600/165380_494826817794_743912794_6043917_4962593_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609964033765894082" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-82mMRRjymHo/TdqYkNtVZ8I/AAAAAAAAAzM/iunJGqYBkew/s400/165380_494826817794_743912794_6043917_4962593_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry I'm a little late in posting this, but ytd (23May2011) was my bestest friend's birday! I'm feeling a little guilty cause I didn't spend this special day with her cause I was at work and blahblah, but nevertheless I hope you did enjoy your day!!!♥ To be honest, from the first day we met, I never imagined us to be so good friends. Cause you always seemed like the nerdy kind (probably due to your specs) and not those super siao one. Until the day I found out that you were the ultimate laughing machine! We were never really very close in sec sch, never doing stuff that we do today. Just good ole pals, having fun, laughing together and greeting each other in sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was probably until JC did our relationship grew closer, got to thank tuition as well cause that's the only place we hang out. You made me realised that good friends don't have to be hanging out 24/7 with one another. Don't have to be seeing each other everyday, but just keeping in contact and having stuff in common to talk about. No barriers, nothing. And most importntly, is that we both treasure this friendship♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks for always being there during my toughest times, listening to my rubbish/gibberish/rants and whatsoever. Thanks for treasuring this friendship as much as I do, or else there'll never be today. So all I hope for on this special day of yours is for you to be happy and enjoying your birday like you always wanted to. Well, if anything goes wrong, you know you'll always have me here by your side, no matter what ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;So HAPPY BIRDAY DEAREST AHSIAO! ♥&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU~~~~~♥&lt;/font&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/11895554-2603372546914907896?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2603372546914907896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2603372546914907896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2603372546914907896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2603372546914907896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/05/happy-birday-bestff.html' title='Happy Birday Bestff ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-BcD40AWM1hQ/TdqYlaI0w_I/AAAAAAAAAzs/nUa8FXsT4Pk/s72-c/181776_494293638234_567753234_6121895_7367011_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-2817997509100676476</id><published>2011-05-20T17:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T01:12:48.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horatio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFNRMGqND6E/TdYu_hNbAhI/AAAAAAAAAzE/UX4ixNzXMMY/s1600/244301_1865137702961_1076572745_31868732_2371887_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608722054717833746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TFNRMGqND6E/TdYu_hNbAhI/AAAAAAAAAzE/UX4ixNzXMMY/s400/244301_1865137702961_1076572745_31868732_2371887_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uePqlR2q7jI/TdYu_r4tToI/AAAAAAAAAy8/h7RQ2q3FOOs/s1600/228243_1865138462980_1076572745_31868733_6792362_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608722057583742594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uePqlR2q7jI/TdYu_r4tToI/AAAAAAAAAy8/h7RQ2q3FOOs/s400/228243_1865138462980_1076572745_31868733_6792362_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V8Jv-BjT7ps/TdYu_cK4xJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_rG6I_WFCCc/s1600/223260_1865139423004_1076572745_31868736_8073552_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608722053365023890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V8Jv-BjT7ps/TdYu_cK4xJI/AAAAAAAAAy0/_rG6I_WFCCc/s400/223260_1865139423004_1076572745_31868736_8073552_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This handsome boy has been the best thing in my life nowadays. He's incredible in such a way that he learns tricks in a jeepy but tends to get distracted very easily hence only able to focus fully whn trained alone. He's ever so playful and naughty, playing with his toys while keeping himself entertained by anything and everything. He loves getting wet esp by lying on grounds or places that have water. Most probably due to the scorching weather. He's teething, so he bites absolutely anything. But my mum's sastifying his appetite with cooked bones which he adores. He loves his squeaky ball and is so protective of it that he has to put his ball in the water bowl while he drinks water cause he fears we'll steal it from him. Occasionally he takes our slippers or shoes and hids it in the garden which we refer to as his jungle. Which results in having our shoes being placed indoors from then on. My mum is attempting to get rid of the moss in the garden so she takes the changko and removes it, but H gives her a BIG help and eventually we have a hole in the garden. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He waits for me to get home every night, no matter how late it is. Regardless whether at 11 or all the way till 1am. He waits patiently for me at the door keeping a lookout whn he hears the buzz of the gate opening. Then he starts running to me like as if I'm gone for days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's like my everything, my soul. 'Cause he's the source of my happiness and I love him with all my heart &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2817997509100676476?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2817997509100676476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2817997509100676476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2817997509100676476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2817997509100676476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/05/horatio.html' title='Horatio'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-TFNRMGqND6E/TdYu_hNbAhI/AAAAAAAAAzE/UX4ixNzXMMY/s72-c/244301_1865137702961_1076572745_31868732_2371887_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-2074173193055220344</id><published>2011-05-14T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T01:11:21.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving is sharing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q619EmNQT7g/Tc1hNL50NFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/D4Psw-Y4qgU/s1600/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606243990307615826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q619EmNQT7g/Tc1hNL50NFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/D4Psw-Y4qgU/s400/IMG_0524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7f6R5Kms4A/Tc1hMmqnMYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/fVeBquhN6ps/s1600/IMG_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606243980311736706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-f7f6R5Kms4A/Tc1hMmqnMYI/AAAAAAAAAyc/fVeBquhN6ps/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XBjyVCMT3I/Tc1hMV9timI/AAAAAAAAAyU/jL6W0lt7QaM/s1600/IMG_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606243975828441698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1XBjyVCMT3I/Tc1hMV9timI/AAAAAAAAAyU/jL6W0lt7QaM/s400/IMG_0531.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been the most meaningful day at work cause instead of going to work, we went to volunteer at a vesak day celebration carnival at Bukit gombak. Luckily I didn't have to go there by myself cause it's super far away ._. The tentage was located opposite the mrt station so I got to get a glimpse of the stadium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, the memories there. The epic 4x100relay where I ran with only one shoe cause my senior accidentally stepped on it and it fell out -.- The hot afternoons waiting just for the race and supporting other gaybirds. Doing warm ups at the back of the stadium/ running up and down the stairs. Walking with spikes on uneven stoney concrete grounds. Omg these are the times that makes me miss track ever so much, luckily there's still memories. &amp;lt;3  So, we went to help out by arranging flowers 'professionally'. Apparently I'm a noob at it so I just went with my feeling plus some professional advice. Anw, it really cheers me up to see so much flowers there, lovin' how the bright and beautiful colours just light the entire place up. Flowers just make my day ^^  The volunteers there were mostly people over 40/50/60 so I was the youngest there. But I really admire how they treat every single arrangement of flowers they made. With such concentration, focus, patience and creativity on every single one, despite the fact that most of them had lousy eyesight. It was really fun anw, good experience too :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8-TyPmOJgw/Tc1hL_vs2kI/AAAAAAAAAyM/YqAxHVj191o/s1600/IMG_0547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606243969864096322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8-TyPmOJgw/Tc1hL_vs2kI/AAAAAAAAAyM/YqAxHVj191o/s400/IMG_0547.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2ivAMuH9sw/Tc1hLn9IE6I/AAAAAAAAAyE/3NFLHZdHXlA/s1600/IMG_0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 299px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606243963477955490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-O2ivAMuH9sw/Tc1hLn9IE6I/AAAAAAAAAyE/3NFLHZdHXlA/s400/IMG_0537.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybyRXdYtZ6A/Tc1j42bDikI/AAAAAAAAAys/IO_j4IXUxVo/s1600/IMG_0542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 299px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606246939478952514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ybyRXdYtZ6A/Tc1j42bDikI/AAAAAAAAAys/IO_j4IXUxVo/s400/IMG_0542.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a tideous day of work at the very least I returned with one really pretty daisy. Lovin' my daisy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I realise how easy I'm contented by stuff.&lt;br /&gt;If I could get a pretty flower every other day, my life would be perfect. ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2074173193055220344?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2074173193055220344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2074173193055220344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2074173193055220344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2074173193055220344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/05/giving-is-sharing.html' title='Giving is sharing'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-q619EmNQT7g/Tc1hNL50NFI/AAAAAAAAAyk/D4Psw-Y4qgU/s72-c/IMG_0524.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-3065442528730005796</id><published>2011-05-03T01:41:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T02:22:30.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acting Touristy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQUkMYoqqXY/Tb7tOyFJknI/AAAAAAAAAwc/GUQkahC1Xq4/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602175824712798834" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oQUkMYoqqXY/Tb7tOyFJknI/AAAAAAAAAwc/GUQkahC1Xq4/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B022.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jwLUkRmcIY/Tb7tOXLGpGI/AAAAAAAAAwU/6GBVL_W-x2w/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602175817490015330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1jwLUkRmcIY/Tb7tOXLGpGI/AAAAAAAAAwU/6GBVL_W-x2w/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTbP8UKa378/Tb7tWGn0KMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/xxiX9K8iTPQ/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602175950485989570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yTbP8UKa378/Tb7tWGn0KMI/AAAAAAAAAwk/xxiX9K8iTPQ/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B009.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went on my first ever visit to Haji Lane with bff today. Didn't have a cam with me so all the pics taken are from Iphone Cam, so pardon me for the lousy resolutions. The effects of many of the photos were taken by the app called 'lemeleme' updated version which is simply awesome cause you have so many effects to play with :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roamed around Arab Street acting all touristy and taking shots, we both always enjoyed doing stuff like that. Feels good knowing and discovering S'pore in a whole new way, at least this way it won't seem as boring right? Well, they always seem to say 'It's not the places you go that matter but the company you have.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, it's always fun going out with bff cause we're so carefree and everything seems perfect when we're hanging out :) I really hope this never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E0k-cBUABKU/Tb7y0WY5yiI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bng9B527OEk/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602181967672625698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E0k-cBUABKU/Tb7y0WY5yiI/AAAAAAAAAw8/bng9B527OEk/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NfzlKAFCxA/Tb7y0LKSgJI/AAAAAAAAAw0/RLaCEapxMKc/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602181964658540690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4NfzlKAFCxA/Tb7y0LKSgJI/AAAAAAAAAw0/RLaCEapxMKc/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvQtZGf1so0/Tb7yzROxuuI/AAAAAAAAAws/Onlm6B3rnzk/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602181949108108002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvQtZGf1so0/Tb7yzROxuuI/AAAAAAAAAws/Onlm6B3rnzk/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B005.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We roamed around the area and we came upon loads of interesting shops and stuff, like places selling batik baskets which look like really fancy picnic baskets. But too bad we don't usually go picnic the whole time. Then we chanced upon this awesome old toys museum, which was filled with loads of cool stuff and definitely toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sm3nW1Sd2Pg/Tb70Bsp6NEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/uKNHnIOJmOI/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183296499463234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sm3nW1Sd2Pg/Tb70Bsp6NEI/AAAAAAAAAxU/uKNHnIOJmOI/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTyPtwGTITs/Tb70BK04w_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/0z3T9qtbJuY/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183287418700786" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KTyPtwGTITs/Tb70BK04w_I/AAAAAAAAAxM/0z3T9qtbJuY/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B012.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0WdrIzJZ8aU/Tb70A3p9glI/AAAAAAAAAxE/K1O8tt_xdOc/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183282272600658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0WdrIzJZ8aU/Tb70A3p9glI/AAAAAAAAAxE/K1O8tt_xdOc/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXzj9c4FuY4/Tb70WA62IdI/AAAAAAAAAxs/AvJjE7ocyRE/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183645536592338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXzj9c4FuY4/Tb70WA62IdI/AAAAAAAAAxs/AvJjE7ocyRE/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B016.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XINoU57CdOY/Tb70V5oFogI/AAAAAAAAAxk/E56bC8N0EiQ/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183643578868226" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XINoU57CdOY/Tb70V5oFogI/AAAAAAAAAxk/E56bC8N0EiQ/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B017.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43quvetqE40/Tb70V22lK_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/Tdj6ggRWd5M/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183642834349042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-43quvetqE40/Tb70V22lK_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/Tdj6ggRWd5M/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B018.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzUeBXwShjo/Tb70oZ2cT_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/i6DPdTfd_y8/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183961466654706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KzUeBXwShjo/Tb70oZ2cT_I/AAAAAAAAAx0/i6DPdTfd_y8/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B021.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWYaFK7zDN0/Tb70oYs5mtI/AAAAAAAAAx8/gNlmrA4dP2c/s1600/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5602183961158195922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JWYaFK7zDN0/Tb70oYs5mtI/AAAAAAAAAx8/gNlmrA4dP2c/s400/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B023.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we came upon this magnificent office building which I forgot what it's called. Anw the design was like superb and grand, and I decided that I'll work in IBM/DHL/any office that's located there hahaha. It'll be so great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, my day was a blast and I love my bff :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what'll do if this friendship ever drifts apart. Us going to two different schools located miles away from each other, different courses. Overwhelmed with schoolwork and everything else in the uni, not being able to meet up every single week to catch up or even talk properly on whatsapp. Gosh, I can't imagine. They say people move on with their lives, but I hope we remain in each other's forever &amp;lt;3&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/11895554-3065442528730005796?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3065442528730005796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3065442528730005796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3065442528730005796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3065442528730005796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/05/acting-touristy.html' title='Acting Touristy'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-oQUkMYoqqXY/Tb7tOyFJknI/AAAAAAAAAwc/GUQkahC1Xq4/s72-c/03052011%2BHaji%2Blane%2B022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-1302994580381492252</id><published>2011-04-28T01:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T01:46:53.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KRy3w7q894/TbhTP8mmAlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/d0Ruc1_Ceho/s1600/23042011%2B032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600317670066356818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2KRy3w7q894/TbhTP8mmAlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/d0Ruc1_Ceho/s400/23042011%2B032.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes it gets me wondering how amazing our bond towards each other is. The fact that we know sth is wrong with one another without the need of having to say it out loud. It feels like some part of us is connected together in such a way that is incredible. It may sound ridiculous but whn I look into his eyes, I see his soul and it connects with me in such a way that I know what's happening in his life. Whether it's bad/good/happy/sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok enough said, it's starting to sound creepy alrdy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, this week has been good news so far. Interview was ok, meaning managable. I feel that SMU's SIS is really the thing for me, and the dean was saying about how appealing the graduates are as well as how tough the course actually is. But still, I hope I get some good news from that soon :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Once that happens, it would be choices. NUS--NTU--SMU? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even if I don't say so, some part of me is afraid of what's coming up. Of what actually holds for me in the future. Whether I'll be replaced. (Well, it's just me anw)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have been feeling really tired these few days, probably because of the preparation for the interview and all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, and I'm going on business trips very soon! Eggcited much :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Feeling accomplished ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nights people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-1302994580381492252?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/1302994580381492252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=1302994580381492252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1302994580381492252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1302994580381492252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/sometimes-it-gets-me-wondering-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-2KRy3w7q894/TbhTP8mmAlI/AAAAAAAAAwM/d0Ruc1_Ceho/s72-c/23042011%2B032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7482983679654928454</id><published>2011-04-26T10:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:31:17.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Splish Splash</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_KHeo4RjXQ/TbYsfAgxifI/AAAAAAAAAwE/_ijhgnKwgsE/s1600/tumblr_ljirkh5o5r1qb62c4o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599712097906821618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r_KHeo4RjXQ/TbYsfAgxifI/AAAAAAAAAwE/_ijhgnKwgsE/s400/tumblr_ljirkh5o5r1qb62c4o1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught the movie Grown Ups recently and it made me feel like going to a water park! But exactly how many water parks are there is S'pore? 2? Counting the one in Jurong? Haha, how I wish Big Splash was still open. Although the water was sea water but at least they had HUGE slides \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe we can have an outing to pasir ris's wild wild wet? Lol, looks a little kiddy though lol. &lt;em&gt;WHY S'PORE SO SMALL :( &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, I'm going for my SIS interview later in the aftnoon. Didn't really prepare like super a lot cause I heard their interview style is considerably different from others. Just hope my creative juices and funky ideas don't fail me now :x&lt;br /&gt;The caterpillars in my tummy are starting to grow to form butterflies, oh man. I need to eat a frog now! So they can then eat the butterflies in there ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, sorry I know I'm lame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anw, wish me luck! &amp;lt;3 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7482983679654928454?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7482983679654928454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7482983679654928454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7482983679654928454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7482983679654928454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/splish-splash.html' title='Splish Splash'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-r_KHeo4RjXQ/TbYsfAgxifI/AAAAAAAAAwE/_ijhgnKwgsE/s72-c/tumblr_ljirkh5o5r1qb62c4o1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5871995063221650659</id><published>2011-04-25T02:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-26T10:20:21.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Miss Sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibLvCRzY2U8/TbRuVApV7aI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-8syKwLV4no/s1600/tumblr_ljd2kfswPw1qa2txho1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599221543958080930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ibLvCRzY2U8/TbRuVApV7aI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-8syKwLV4no/s400/tumblr_ljd2kfswPw1qa2txho1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that girl I see&lt;br /&gt;Staring straight right at me&lt;br /&gt;Why is my reflection someone I don't know?&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I cannot hide, who I am though I tried&lt;br /&gt;When will my reflection show who I am inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I wonder how many people actually know who I am inside. Little Miss Sunshine? Think again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5871995063221650659?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5871995063221650659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5871995063221650659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5871995063221650659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5871995063221650659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='Little Miss Sunshine'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-ibLvCRzY2U8/TbRuVApV7aI/AAAAAAAAAv8/-8syKwLV4no/s72-c/tumblr_ljd2kfswPw1qa2txho1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4410150880851688282</id><published>2011-04-23T03:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-23T03:29:10.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Sunflower Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNxvmH60Em4/TbHR4Mh8VdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lRULlJZjnhY/s1600/23042011%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598486575164708306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hNxvmH60Em4/TbHR4Mh8VdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lRULlJZjnhY/s400/23042011%2B008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmOgLhjduiw/TbHR3wM3rUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/LozzAwtn-XU/s1600/23042011%2B002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598486567560129858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pmOgLhjduiw/TbHR3wM3rUI/AAAAAAAAAvs/LozzAwtn-XU/s400/23042011%2B002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prXF82XwcLA/TbHR394YBBI/AAAAAAAAAvk/I1_BwWE1ktw/s1600/23042011%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5598486571232265234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-prXF82XwcLA/TbHR394YBBI/AAAAAAAAAvk/I1_BwWE1ktw/s400/23042011%2B013.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He never fails to brighten up my day by giving me a surprise at the most unexpected moments in life. (Usually at the time whn he makes an excuse to go to the toliet and disappear for the longest time ever, then returning with sth you never expect.) But nevertheless, I love him for that. Well, from what I've remembered the first time he did it he came back with a pug/bulldog stuff toy. And recently on days before valentine's he went to buy some stupid fake lousy gift (360degrees pen &amp;amp; a card) from borders. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, thanks love &amp;lt;3 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been really busy thruout the entire week with judo demo and stuff. It's been ages since I last did a demo and my breakfalls were like shit then ._. Obviously I panicked and blacked out during some parts of the performance due to nervousness, but still everything turnt out pretty well. Going to nyp feels like going back to school all over again for obvious reasons. At least we can breakfall properly there instead of taking people's bullshit at the dojo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's feels really good to fall properly, it makes me feel stronger in a sense that I know I won't get hurt in the process. This, I am proud of, cause not everyone can take a real throw. Besides, it builds my confidence level and I feel that I'm worthy of my grade. Well, that's just me anw. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, did I tell you that my mind's really screwed up nowadays? I mixed up the dates for my interview and luckily I found out in the end before I actually went the next day. Apparently it's this week, 26 April 2011. To think I was going to go last tues, omg I would make a fool out of myself. HAHAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Getting sleepy now but keeping my eyes open to wait for you.. But I doubt I'll make it before you get home ._. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you anws, and I know you know it too :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights people!&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/11895554-4410150880851688282?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4410150880851688282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4410150880851688282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4410150880851688282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4410150880851688282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/international-sunflower-day.html' title='International Sunflower Day'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-hNxvmH60Em4/TbHR4Mh8VdI/AAAAAAAAAv0/lRULlJZjnhY/s72-c/23042011%2B008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7886707651208561382</id><published>2011-04-18T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:37:55.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell of a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynB-s773LyI/Tasic8-LJxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vrdvJ1nmlDo/s1600/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596604842736559890" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ynB-s773LyI/Tasic8-LJxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vrdvJ1nmlDo/s400/IMG_0256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week have been a hell of a week. Working every single day, with no off-days :( Late nights all the way till 12am, tolerating inefficient &lt;s&gt;people&lt;/s&gt; adults who doesn't know how to get the work done and still insisting their way. Designing of flyer, keying in customer's membership lists on the internet ._. Oh man, I can't imagine work like that in the future :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got selected for SMU's info system management, which is apparently IT and business together. Very relieved to actually received a call from them no matter what course it was, cause I've been waiting for it for ages now. Anw, the course is about the integration of IT and business, like the designing of softwares and computer nerdy stuff to increase the productivity of the company and stuff like that. The good thing is that there are more career prospects in the future and I don't mind doing the course cause it still has something to do with business. Technicially, I'm more of a business student anw. And since the world is evolving to new media like the internet and the use of computers and stuff, this course seems to be of a very good opportunity for me right now. Just hope that I don't actually screw up the interview *prays*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been hanging out a lot with my 2 ♥ and a lot more this coming week. Sometimes I'm afraid you'll get bored of me cause we're seeing each other so much, that there's no space for you to do your own stuff. I'm afraid that we run out of topics to talk about, and it becomes a chore to talk to each other. But that's just me, I'm always full of silly thoughts like you said. Hahaha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anw, just to let you know, I'll never get bored of you. (Even if I say I am, cuz I love you :&amp;gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S Horatio's pic of playing dead summarizes everything in the whole week :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7886707651208561382?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7886707651208561382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7886707651208561382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7886707651208561382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7886707651208561382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/hell-of-week.html' title='Hell of a week'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-ynB-s773LyI/Tasic8-LJxI/AAAAAAAAAvc/vrdvJ1nmlDo/s72-c/IMG_0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6317682859393452115</id><published>2011-04-12T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T01:19:09.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottling</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aK39P7Yg4aI/TaM37wD2LyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/wbxWlqYKvGw/s1600/tumblr_lirewooLXC1qzk4ruo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594376661777133346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aK39P7Yg4aI/TaM37wD2LyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/wbxWlqYKvGw/s400/tumblr_lirewooLXC1qzk4ruo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Humans are the same, having a thousand diff thoughts in their head and having an irresistable urge to let them all out but instead forcing them to stay within yourself and never let anyone know. And you know what it's called? --- bottling things up. And if it makes us so miserable inside out and makes out heart ache like a devil is eating a hole in it, then why do we still do it? Some people do it cause of ego, they are afraid to admit the truth cause they don't want anyone to know their true self. They are worried of how people will look at them, whether they will see them as they were before. Whether anything will change if they were to speak the truth. So instead to letting their true self show, they keep it within themself, and no one will ever know. Others do it cause it's better for everyone, they feel that if they let those thoughts out, it will eventually hurt someone other than themselves. So they sacrifice and hurt themselves to make others happy. But well, the question is ---- is it all worth it? Sometimes we are alike, more than you think. It's just we don't realise it. Whatever happens, I'm here if you need me. :) When it's over, it's all going to be fine. After all, what's a rainbow without a little rain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6317682859393452115?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6317682859393452115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6317682859393452115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6317682859393452115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6317682859393452115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/bottling.html' title='Bottling'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-aK39P7Yg4aI/TaM37wD2LyI/AAAAAAAAAvU/wbxWlqYKvGw/s72-c/tumblr_lirewooLXC1qzk4ruo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5939936350695562054</id><published>2011-04-09T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T00:07:02.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Water fun :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCCE11e88Pw/TaB-gB-dUfI/AAAAAAAAAus/6YFmaIBRrqY/s1600/IMG_0268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593609825945473522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rCCE11e88Pw/TaB-gB-dUfI/AAAAAAAAAus/6YFmaIBRrqY/s400/IMG_0268.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgFsqEnY884/TaB-f8zBPhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/IJgXBX15z10/s1600/IMG_0275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593609824555318802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pgFsqEnY884/TaB-f8zBPhI/AAAAAAAAAuk/IJgXBX15z10/s400/IMG_0275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had an awesome time bathing Horatio today with ahsiao &amp;amp; my sisters :) We had great fun, struggling with the water hose, getting sprayed by water from both horatio and the water hose. Reason why horatio is getting us all wet cause he keeps attempting to shake the water off his body and causing us to get wet. Ahsiao then attempted to play with his fur and gave him a mohawk. Hahahaha. At the end of the bathe, it was us who needed a bathe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbSaD_iKgG4/TaCA31JF7DI/AAAAAAAAAvM/GYYHoYezj9s/s1600/IMG_0274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593612433840532530" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YbSaD_iKgG4/TaCA31JF7DI/AAAAAAAAAvM/GYYHoYezj9s/s400/IMG_0274.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UEIm4Ru-O0/TaCA3pbSM_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/gIhNBm5wDz8/s1600/IMG_0272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593612430695609330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2UEIm4Ru-O0/TaCA3pbSM_I/AAAAAAAAAvE/gIhNBm5wDz8/s400/IMG_0272.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WHORwvPO7w/TaCA3GN2w0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/C2Yjct1CVT0/s1600/IMG_0270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593612421244044098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1WHORwvPO7w/TaCA3GN2w0I/AAAAAAAAAu8/C2Yjct1CVT0/s400/IMG_0270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--MbyMDnjNuQ/TaCA22OFDVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/8cJRU5vxwm8/s1600/IMG_0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593612416950013266" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--MbyMDnjNuQ/TaCA22OFDVI/AAAAAAAAAu0/8cJRU5vxwm8/s400/IMG_0269.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After the bathe, it was not over. There was still the blowdrying and the brushing and the ear cleaning. Apparently H was shy whenever ahsiao was looking at him and he would peek glances at her now and then. Hahaha, he act shy one la seriously. Can be actor liao, sully he'll be able to win the oscars! Lol like in Marley &amp;amp; Me! So cool, then probably it will be Horatio &amp;amp; Huishia :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, we played with H and there has been a conclusion: "Ahsiao is old alrdy." Cause H can outrun her! Haha, apparently he outruns everyone. And after a couple of times of playing catch/fetch with H she's exhausted hahaha. Talk about stamina! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol, anw we had a great time! And I'm looking forward to spending most of the days with her next week! Hooray! :) Loves&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/11895554-5939936350695562054?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5939936350695562054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5939936350695562054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5939936350695562054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5939936350695562054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/water-fun.html' title='Water fun :)'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-rCCE11e88Pw/TaB-gB-dUfI/AAAAAAAAAus/6YFmaIBRrqY/s72-c/IMG_0268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8593107371599486179</id><published>2011-04-07T00:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T01:12:02.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected turnouts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIxCourS10s/TZybtJM1qQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zHWAUhwDQjM/s1600/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592516037153499394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jIxCourS10s/TZybtJM1qQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zHWAUhwDQjM/s400/IMG_0369.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have been hanging out a lot with the most unexpected people in my life, singrui and shiying :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Most unexpected cause I didn't think we'll still be so close after such a long break of not much communication with each other. But luckily nothing has changed and I'm thankful for that, just that sing2 has become prettier and skinnier due to track and contacts. Shiying has lost her braces ^^ We were ok close in secondary school but not close till a very large extend, but still, always cherish what you have. We're having lunch almost every week just to accompany the noob sing cause she's always eating alone like a LONER~ Lol, and we're in love with food for thought! Best thing everrrrrrrrr! I wonder how long more this can keep up, but still..... :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Work has been quite an experience, doing basic work that I more or less are familiar with and stuff. I think I'm doing well, studying powerpoints at free times and googling a lot more nowadays. Currently going to design a flyer for the company, but I'm afraid I won't do well enough cause I'm not proficient in adobe photoshop :x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But nevertheless, working at orchard has been fun cause I get to go shopping here and there whenever I'm early heh heh or whn the office is not open yet ^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off day tmr woohoo~ and then friday's going to be busyyybeeeeeee!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My eyelids are closing, nights! Xoxo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/11895554-8593107371599486179?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8593107371599486179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8593107371599486179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8593107371599486179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8593107371599486179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/unexpected-turnouts.html' title='Unexpected turnouts'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-jIxCourS10s/TZybtJM1qQI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zHWAUhwDQjM/s72-c/IMG_0369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8625632279073322944</id><published>2011-04-05T00:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:27:39.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horatio ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7_RZYqgRiI/TZnupv3lyzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/g0o_FNv_TGs/s1600/IMG_0218.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591762813348858674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7_RZYqgRiI/TZnupv3lyzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/g0o_FNv_TGs/s400/IMG_0218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My life has been all about this guy recently, and I've never been happier. He's been the cutest/naughtiest/cleverest thing ever. He's playful by nature, and obviously his inside terror has unleashed itself. He plucks out plants and flowers, chew them then spitting them out again, thereby destroying my mum's garden. Now, he's terrified of my mum whenever he sees her cause he's scared she canes him again. So he hids between the pots of plants, or underneath the sink, whereever he feels she cannot see him. And technicially he's right, cause my mum always fails to spot him until 5 mins later. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKdIH2amhWE/TZnvpHhWBwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/T219hADIQTg/s1600/IMG_0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591763902029760258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GKdIH2amhWE/TZnvpHhWBwI/AAAAAAAAAuE/T219hADIQTg/s400/IMG_0210.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He slps behind the tub instead of in it, &lt;s&gt;likes&lt;/s&gt; loveeeesss water. Whenever someone water the plants of wash the floor, he never fails to lie on that place aftwards which makes me having to wipe him dry all over again. He's an attention seeker of course, barking at you if you don't give him any attention or rather play with him. He loves to play catching as well as hide and seek, he's a real good seeker if you ask me. And he's really cute whn he plays :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5psQjpFNFU/TZnxApQtTTI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Vju0umMduDg/s1600/IMG_0217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591765405735406898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V5psQjpFNFU/TZnxApQtTTI/AAAAAAAAAuU/Vju0umMduDg/s400/IMG_0217.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvu0h2T04fU/TZnxADwn3lI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wiWGDurV4zc/s1600/IMG_0215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591765395668721234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Vvu0h2T04fU/TZnxADwn3lI/AAAAAAAAAuM/wiWGDurV4zc/s400/IMG_0215.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really love him all so much ♥ and nothing can ever change that no matter how naughty he gets :) He's also getting bigger day by day. Gonna get my dad to take pics of him with his pro cam sometime soon! Yay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He never fails to make my day no matter how hard/tiring/frustrating/boring it gets :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&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/11895554-8625632279073322944?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8625632279073322944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8625632279073322944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8625632279073322944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8625632279073322944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/04/horatio.html' title='Horatio ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-d7_RZYqgRiI/TZnupv3lyzI/AAAAAAAAAt8/g0o_FNv_TGs/s72-c/IMG_0218.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7167297225203171266</id><published>2011-03-29T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:10:26.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new surprise ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXjMhJw2goI/TZH0N08LdYI/AAAAAAAAAt0/kavOFlSW1ks/s1600/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589517130930025858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXjMhJw2goI/TZH0N08LdYI/AAAAAAAAAt0/kavOFlSW1ks/s400/IMG_0821.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4qvz_M7Yyo/TZH0Nm4FiqI/AAAAAAAAAts/54k3TyKHplE/s1600/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589517127154764450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e4qvz_M7Yyo/TZH0Nm4FiqI/AAAAAAAAAts/54k3TyKHplE/s400/IMG_0815.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehxr3BVz4NQ/TZH0NefRveI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jl2FnqtDVGo/s1600/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589517124903222754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ehxr3BVz4NQ/TZH0NefRveI/AAAAAAAAAtk/jl2FnqtDVGo/s400/IMG_0814.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqWJNoiIWK8/TZH0NJhxfQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/AdJNXWlSqrs/s1600/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589517119276547330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZqWJNoiIWK8/TZH0NJhxfQI/AAAAAAAAAtc/AdJNXWlSqrs/s400/IMG_0824.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNKeQMEpvGI/TZH0MxxEpuI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zulDmyeM9JE/s1600/IMG_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589517112898266850" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iNKeQMEpvGI/TZH0MxxEpuI/AAAAAAAAAtU/zulDmyeM9JE/s400/IMG_0822.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Surprise!! Did you guys guessed correctly what I got? :) He's the most awesome/cute/clever/naughty little thing ever!!! Got him on saturday, 26march2010. And his name is Horatio ♥ Named him after CSI Miami's most awesome detective ever -- Horatio Caine. I've been obsessed with watching CSI Miami since after A's and it's the most incredible show ever! Thrilling, nerve-racking and unexpected. And if you realised, Horatio Caine in the show has the same hair colour as Horatio's fur :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Horatio was super shy on his first day, like as if he's the most angelic thing ever. He sits in a corner and look at you, not moving a single inch from where you've put him. Obviously it was a deception cause things turn out different the next few couple of days. So we decided to play ball with him on his first day and the most incredible thing is that he has learnt how to fetch immediately! Clever or what? ^^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And he has the cutest way of going to chase the ball, jumping jumping jumping. Then walking with the ball in his mouth, his tail high, so ever proud of himself. Haha, that poop. All these photos are taken on the first day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, he's a terror. He bites newspaper and rips them into tinsy winy tiny piece all over the place and sometimes eat them then spitting them out again. He got scolded by yours truly in the end, and he gave the super guilty face which disappears after you pat him or cuddle him. But the good thing is, he doesn't play with newspapers --- until next time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently he's on a chewing spree now considering the fact that he's toothing. The worse part is he bites ever thing, including my mum's garden's plants hahaha. And my mum is super angry with him. He bites all the leaves out and chew them and eventually spit them out again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But nevertheless, I love him with all my heart. ♥ &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/11895554-7167297225203171266?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7167297225203171266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7167297225203171266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7167297225203171266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7167297225203171266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-new-surprise.html' title='My new surprise ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-UXjMhJw2goI/TZH0N08LdYI/AAAAAAAAAt0/kavOFlSW1ks/s72-c/IMG_0821.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-7967061548636684693</id><published>2011-03-24T02:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T03:03:30.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's too short to be not eggcited :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYEltxbFu3w/TYpD-54qhnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/i3V1GdSgnMw/s1600/tumblr_lhwtsxZaDS1qewacoo1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587353035675960946" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qYEltxbFu3w/TYpD-54qhnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/i3V1GdSgnMw/s400/tumblr_lhwtsxZaDS1qewacoo1_400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life's been good nowadays. Finally settled all my uni applications, so it feels like I've put a heavy heart down and everything feels light like before. Really hope things turn out well :) I think I've got the worrying syndrome from my boyf -.- God, I worry about everything. I have to stop hanging out so much around you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry about whether SMU is going to call me for interview and whether I'll miss the call or sth. Cause some of my closest ppl know I don't on my phone whn I'm slping and since I'm slping in so late nowadays I'm afraid I'll miss the call whn I'm slping. Zzz Ikr, my boyf's affecting me ._. Can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I'm going to have a new excitement in my life. I can't wait for saturday really. Haven't told any of my friends yet except for the closest ones ^^ But it's going to be sooooooo GREAT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ahsiao for dinner today and it was great as usual, it always feels like I can be me around her all the time. And laughter's always part of the whole thing, it's like you can put everything aside just for the moment and enjoy the moment. We laugh at everything seriously, but it feels good. Like a breather or a stress reliever hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin's having sorethroat and I swear it's hilarious, hahaha I don't mean to be mean but again, GET WELL SOON, DRINK LOADS OF WATER AND DON'T TALK SO MUCH IF YOU'RE READING THIS LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's thurs, so means 2 more dayyyssss \m/&lt;br /&gt;Wait for my new surprise, I'm sure you'll be as eggcited as I am now haha. And I'm sure to be blogging about it ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7967061548636684693?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7967061548636684693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7967061548636684693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7967061548636684693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7967061548636684693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/lifes-too-short-to-be-not-eggcited.html' title='Life&apos;s too short to be not eggcited :)'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-qYEltxbFu3w/TYpD-54qhnI/AAAAAAAAAtM/i3V1GdSgnMw/s72-c/tumblr_lhwtsxZaDS1qewacoo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-291387561588317425</id><published>2011-03-16T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T02:07:54.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The truth hurts, yes.</title><content type='html'>They say, people who always tell you the truth, the words that would hurt your heart like razors are the ones who truely care. No matter how horrible or nasty the words might be, and how much it makes no sense at all at that particular point of time. At the end of the day, when your heart settles and your mind is no longer full of thoughts would you come to understand the truth. The truth that we have been denying since forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally gathered my courage and am ready to face it, to prove everyone wrong once again. To start from zero where I had no expectations, no worries and no disappointments. You're right, I think too highly of myself nowadays, always expecting myself to achieve my fullest potential when sometimes I'm not working hard enough. I've been too overconfident and now I've fallen, as expected. But the point is to get up once again and keep moving forward, no? I'll go back in time when I was in sec 2 and start all over again with that same attitude. Well, it's never too late to start over :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I have no idea what this post is for, but I'm in the mood to blog so what the heck.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't understand a single word, I apologize. Cause only those who knew my life story would.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-291387561588317425?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/291387561588317425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=291387561588317425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/291387561588317425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/291387561588317425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/truth-hurts-yes.html' title='The truth hurts, yes.'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-2837410334174659851</id><published>2011-03-10T01:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T02:01:04.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6KgsT2JYhI/TXe90-yGlgI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Mi1WiDomswM/s1600/life%2Bgoes%2Bon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582138981053011458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6KgsT2JYhI/TXe90-yGlgI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Mi1WiDomswM/s400/life%2Bgoes%2Bon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flowers that we once beautiful, radiant with colours bringing smiles into people's life, wither and die. People, like friends that we once so important in your life leave. When your world crashes down on you and hopes becomes insignificant, people carry on with their lives, not at all stopping cause of you. Eventually you'll have to get over everything and stand up by your own. Lucky ones will have people, like family and your loved ones there for you, supporting you when you fall. But not everyone will be able to understand your situation, to share the feelings you have. So at the end of the day, it is you who have to convince yourself that you're ok and it's time to move on to a new beginning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After all, they say when one door closes, god always tend to open up a new one. But sometimes, you're so upset that you don't notice the other one that is open for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whatever has been done, cannot be changed. All I have to do now is keep moving forward. I don't regret anything, I did my best and that's all that matters now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the best is yet to come, no? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's just hope I have what it takes to get in the course I want, regardless whether results/testimonal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for those we were always there when I needed you, and thank you for those who cared. I'm so glad I have friends like you. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is one of the many reasons why I love you baby, thank you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2837410334174659851?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2837410334174659851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2837410334174659851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2837410334174659851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2837410334174659851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/flowers-that-we-once-beautiful-radiant.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-V6KgsT2JYhI/TXe90-yGlgI/AAAAAAAAAtE/Mi1WiDomswM/s72-c/life%2Bgoes%2Bon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6695685698338419945</id><published>2011-03-04T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T01:40:24.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-22xYzHiiIDk/TW_R1dz6cZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/EA6o0YeHY7c/s1600/tumblr_lhcioseGcq1qf0ylbo1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579909179800973714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-22xYzHiiIDk/TW_R1dz6cZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/EA6o0YeHY7c/s400/tumblr_lhcioseGcq1qf0ylbo1_400.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This would be my motto for today. I'm still scared but I know it's going to be over soon or later. I'm so glad I have awesome friends here who care about me and would stand by me and support me through thick and thin. In times like this, these are the friends that matter the most. Thank  you ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My boyf is the cutest, he has butterflies in his stomach cause he feels like he's the one taking the results. Hahaha, I love you babe. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I hope and pray that I'll do just fine ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6695685698338419945?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6695685698338419945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6695685698338419945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6695685698338419945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6695685698338419945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-would-be-my-motto-for-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-22xYzHiiIDk/TW_R1dz6cZI/AAAAAAAAAs8/EA6o0YeHY7c/s72-c/tumblr_lhcioseGcq1qf0ylbo1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-1923684417021421057</id><published>2011-03-03T00:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T01:06:07.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><content type='html'>My emotions are screwing with me in every single way. My mind has been on one thing for the past few weeks: results. And the day has come, tomorrow at 2.30pm. Oh god, you cannot imagine the amount of fear in me. That feeling of "What if" is back and I don't know it's going anywhere this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been slping well for the past two weeks, with weird dreams of the most unexpected and random things. Having to flip in bed for ages with my eyes close before I actually fall aslp. The feeling of having something on my chest, and the inevitable racing of my heart. My palms are sweaty and my emotions are screwing with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The no of "what ifs" in my head is overwhelming and I don't know what to do, that's why I'm occupying my days with events or outings just so I get my mind off it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if:&lt;br /&gt;1)The same thing is happening again like it has been in O's.&lt;br /&gt;2)All the hard work I have put in have gone down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;3)I'm not up to it.&lt;br /&gt;4)I fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;5)I cannot get into a university?&lt;br /&gt;..................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I really don't know what to do. And to tell you the truth, I'm scared. Scared out of my wits and I can't help it. Everything is depending on tomorrow. I can't imagine life after tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all, and if you see me, the best thing you can do now is to give me a hug. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-1923684417021421057?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/1923684417021421057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=1923684417021421057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1923684417021421057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/1923684417021421057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-613589294963975168</id><published>2011-03-02T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T01:53:42.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're my sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Ww-VZ1FT0/TW0p51RAh2I/AAAAAAAAArw/7Ysdex62wF4/s1600/IMG_0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7Ww-VZ1FT0/TW0p51RAh2I/AAAAAAAAArw/7Ysdex62wF4/s400/IMG_0091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579161586909611874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpiP__Cq_Dc/TW0p5hz2TSI/AAAAAAAAAro/lOf8AOX-lGE/s1600/IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hpiP__Cq_Dc/TW0p5hz2TSI/AAAAAAAAAro/lOf8AOX-lGE/s400/IMG_0096.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579161581687033122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunflowers make me happy, esp during times like now where stress/anxiety/worry is overwhelming me. To me, sunflowers are just like the sun, they give me warmth and a inevitable sense of happiness everytime I see them. It never fails to put a smile on my face, just for the simplest reason: To watch it bloom so radiantly. With them in the house, it gets my mind off whatever stuff just for a while. Which is apparently what I need most. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NliYOcZLIY/TW0yE4qhQdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/7lstgRqEdjU/s1600/IMG_0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5NliYOcZLIY/TW0yE4qhQdI/AAAAAAAAAsY/7lstgRqEdjU/s400/IMG_0100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579170572893503954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOdBjg_dCuY/TW0yEWwpjJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CGpZW3Mi_7A/s1600/IMG_0105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EOdBjg_dCuY/TW0yEWwpjJI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/CGpZW3Mi_7A/s400/IMG_0105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579170563792407698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vms61Ipzm4U/TW0yEBTY21I/AAAAAAAAAsI/F61tCex_7nc/s1600/IMG_0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vms61Ipzm4U/TW0yEBTY21I/AAAAAAAAAsI/F61tCex_7nc/s400/IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579170558032534354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-RX8VNX--o/TW0yDrV4_BI/AAAAAAAAAsA/HrasPW6f_9A/s1600/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q-RX8VNX--o/TW0yDrV4_BI/AAAAAAAAAsA/HrasPW6f_9A/s400/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579170552137448466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-Dg4fhkmdY/TW0yDHEI5WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dLaHpcui7lQ/s1600/IMG_0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-M-Dg4fhkmdY/TW0yDHEI5WI/AAAAAAAAAr4/dLaHpcui7lQ/s400/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579170542399317346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The daisies were a wonderful touch to the entire thing, the bright yet awesome colours never fails to remind me that my life is full of colors :) To sum it all, I really like flowers, and I know they never fail to make me happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum says these flowers are for good luck&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;I love my mum :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxcxhG9hG3g/TW0ykE7idKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/jZjCEDv6rS4/s1600/IMG_0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lxcxhG9hG3g/TW0ykE7idKI/AAAAAAAAAsg/jZjCEDv6rS4/s400/IMG_0102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579171108762055842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-613589294963975168?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/613589294963975168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=613589294963975168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/613589294963975168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/613589294963975168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/03/youre-my-sunshine.html' title='You&apos;re my sunshine'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-P7Ww-VZ1FT0/TW0p51RAh2I/AAAAAAAAArw/7Ysdex62wF4/s72-c/IMG_0091.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-9017982085771252821</id><published>2011-02-28T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T01:57:07.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyf's birday party ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYoRcz6DAUg/TWp8qLZLcCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/okxi4sTmDBE/s1600/IMG_0083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RYoRcz6DAUg/TWp8qLZLcCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/okxi4sTmDBE/s400/IMG_0083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578408152506527778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WNs6rXQzyIY/TWp8pgOXjMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qSGAkYN6Biw/s1600/IMG_0082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WNs6rXQzyIY/TWp8pgOXjMI/AAAAAAAAAqg/qSGAkYN6Biw/s400/IMG_0082.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578408140918459586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n9S6ieGrjo/TWp-vRx0cHI/AAAAAAAAAq4/sNk_yEOiiVA/s1600/IMG_0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0n9S6ieGrjo/TWp-vRx0cHI/AAAAAAAAAq4/sNk_yEOiiVA/s400/IMG_0763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578410439143092338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBiqFfC43T0/TWp-u6svINI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XV4K61s-NAo/s1600/IMG_0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IBiqFfC43T0/TWp-u6svINI/AAAAAAAAAqw/XV4K61s-NAo/s400/IMG_0764.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578410432947757266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my regular tumblring when I came upon a food tumblr, that made pretty cookies and mouthwatering pastries. So I managed to come upon this very incredible little thing, &lt;strong&gt;Flaming strawberries cupcakes&lt;/strong&gt;. You make the strawberries hollow and simply pour liquor (more than 80proof which is 40%alc). And finally, light it! If you're using 80proof liquor, you'll get the non-luminous flame, which is blue. And it's awesomely nice♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be a surprise for the 5 and 3/4 years old little boy at his room. Just me, him and qian. Then the &lt;strong&gt;whole&lt;/strong&gt; judo gang came up and kaypo -.- And there were quite a no of complications actually. &lt;br /&gt;1)The icing on the strawberries were gone. (Icing sugar helps to light the flame)&lt;br /&gt;2)The stupid lighter light alrdy the fire went out. (The flame was only there for a few seconds whn it was supposely 30sec to 1min.)&lt;br /&gt;3)The aircon in the room was too bloody strong.&lt;br /&gt;4)I only managed to light 2 strawberries and then someone attempted to help me light the rest cause I burnt myself. And the lighter spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;5)The birday boy was making a lot of noise outside and trying to barge in with his key. Luckily hanboon was behind the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So apparently I panicked after the lighter broke, and then someone went to get the kitchen lighting thing. The one you use whn you cook lol like a gun. I'm sorry but I don't know what's called. Lol, so I spammed liquor on the strawberries which dripped to the muffin and light it. Luckily it worked!!!!! Omg or else I don't know what to do. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly the strawberries with liquor aft it was flamed was nicer than the normal strawberries. You should try it, it's really good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with special thanks to qian and the judo gang, it surprise turned out &lt;s&gt;just fine&lt;/s&gt; great!♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NaBnL-0mNs/TWqBOYaH1sI/AAAAAAAAArI/MkfbnAKWKhM/s1600/181504_10150195142658146_631733145_9023092_1906003_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2NaBnL-0mNs/TWqBOYaH1sI/AAAAAAAAArI/MkfbnAKWKhM/s400/181504_10150195142658146_631733145_9023092_1906003_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578413172521948866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMySGstwJ5A/TWqQKSoY4FI/AAAAAAAAArg/Rk6s_xDEu04/s1600/180645_1761235585451_1075910314_31974745_2869021_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dMySGstwJ5A/TWqQKSoY4FI/AAAAAAAAArg/Rk6s_xDEu04/s400/180645_1761235585451_1075910314_31974745_2869021_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578429594926112850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV65vfnVYIM/TWqBOQ57KLI/AAAAAAAAArA/jkpTWt4N_1M/s1600/183140_10150195144103146_631733145_9023121_627012_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UV65vfnVYIM/TWqBOQ57KLI/AAAAAAAAArA/jkpTWt4N_1M/s400/183140_10150195144103146_631733145_9023121_627012_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578413170507851954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the &lt;em&gt;highlight of the day&lt;/em&gt; as they claim it. I got sabotaged, dammit. So bloody embarrassed, everyone else in the entire house, all the aunties, uncles, gramps, kids, cousins, maids were literally watching show la!!! Curse the stupid person who started chanting!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm determined not to go next year or else I will have to do CPR, if you know what I mean. I totally made a fool out of myself, and his mum helped in the sabotage._. &lt;br /&gt;My cheeks were hot like hell and red. Still feeling damn embarrassed, cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that stupid mr neo was acting shy la please. Chey. I don't want to say you.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, the party was normal. Luckily I asked qian along or else I don't know what I'll do. Haha thanks again! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Couka6DjT7E/TWqOFJn67xI/AAAAAAAAArY/19JP8QDma9o/s1600/183305_1761230825332_1075910314_31974721_5414017_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Couka6DjT7E/TWqOFJn67xI/AAAAAAAAArY/19JP8QDma9o/s400/183305_1761230825332_1075910314_31974721_5414017_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578427307585629970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFr6JeWa4E4/TWqMXihRTSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/87tdu2wcn24/s1600/182465_1761217224992_1075910314_31974690_7913513_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zFr6JeWa4E4/TWqMXihRTSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/87tdu2wcn24/s400/182465_1761217224992_1075910314_31974690_7913513_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578425424483011874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time catching up ♥ &lt;br /&gt;Just like old times♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-9017982085771252821?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/9017982085771252821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=9017982085771252821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/9017982085771252821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/9017982085771252821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/boyfs-birday-party.html' title='Boyf&apos;s birday party ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-RYoRcz6DAUg/TWp8qLZLcCI/AAAAAAAAAqo/okxi4sTmDBE/s72-c/IMG_0083.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5590539099055785457</id><published>2011-02-26T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T03:01:48.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bncGUKPI9Xg/TWf55xELX8I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ah-DVklAP6A/s1600/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bncGUKPI9Xg/TWf55xELX8I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ah-DVklAP6A/s400/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577701434340368322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vMIRESCC4jg/TWf55yBOlpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iBMZDH-clRY/s1600/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vMIRESCC4jg/TWf55yBOlpI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iBMZDH-clRY/s400/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577701434596431506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuWncrRz9BM/TWf56FKXHPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/w3htzPGj9O4/s1600/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GuWncrRz9BM/TWf56FKXHPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/w3htzPGj9O4/s400/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577701439735012594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night is the excuse for every single reason. From staying out late outside to walking with no destination in a single direction from one place to another with the risk of getting lost. But every single minute spent was worth it, all the way until we parted. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My bestf and I did the most unexpected thing today, we walked from bugis all the way to &lt;s&gt;mustafa&lt;/s&gt; farrer park mrt. And we were intending to go to chinatown, the irony. Haha, my legs are sore from all that walking cause apparently I wasn't wearing the good shoes as claimed by ahsiao. But still, even with blisters from my feet, it didn't stop me from enjoying myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us visited mustafa for the first time! And seriously, there's everything! Super cool seriously. Next time I organise a costume party, ppl please go to mustafa and buy your props. Damn cheap leh, and it's at least more appropriate than just wearing sliver mask and normal clothings. TYVM :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GqNnMPQKPnk/TWf57MBTTJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/uN8JpRZhYoI/s1600/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GqNnMPQKPnk/TWf57MBTTJI/AAAAAAAAAqY/uN8JpRZhYoI/s400/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577701458755931282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0l7t0pmBa0/TWf56bGJB1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/sOYYLNu83OU/s1600/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R0l7t0pmBa0/TWf56bGJB1I/AAAAAAAAAqQ/sOYYLNu83OU/s400/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577701445622892370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the buffet we went, apparently it's known for their desserts and it's rated on insing to be one of the top best dessert buffet. 'Let's sweet'. But turnt out the dessert weren't the best, but their pizzas are good!!!! :) Really spammed the chocolate fondue though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was different, yet awesome :) &lt;br /&gt;I could get used to this, with proper walking shoes next time!&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I really miss 'The Line' if you know what I mean :*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5590539099055785457?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5590539099055785457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5590539099055785457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5590539099055785457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5590539099055785457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/friday-night.html' title='Friday Night'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-bncGUKPI9Xg/TWf55xELX8I/AAAAAAAAAqA/Ah-DVklAP6A/s72-c/Buffet%2B25%2BFeb%2B2011%2B005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-161766790261991554</id><published>2011-02-24T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:39:47.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the life♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxVcAoW-AVU/TWYR0kk375I/AAAAAAAAApw/BL6hTluMmmM/s1600/IMG_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oxVcAoW-AVU/TWYR0kk375I/AAAAAAAAApw/BL6hTluMmmM/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577164783414144914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been on a regular routine, that is jogging with my mum at Ecp once ever week :)It's really nice waking up at 6.30am in the morning not dreading the thoughts of going to sch and stuff. The feeling's really different, no commitments, no resposibilities, no nothing. I feel light, &lt;s&gt;ok not my weight apparently&lt;/s&gt;, like as if there's nothing weighing me down. The air in the mornings are really fresh esp at ecp with a tint of mint and forestry. Been seeing a lot of older generations in the park, doing tai chi, taking a jog and all that. Not much of the working adults actually. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the A's period, I have always dreamt and fantasized about how it would be like after A's. Having the time to be able to go for morning jogs and enjoying the fresh air. Having Amercian/English/Hawker centre breakfast after that and not having to worry about anything at all. Lucky for me, I have my mum to drag me out of bed in the early morning whn the sun isn't out yet. Or else I don't think this wonderful/awesome/relaxing life of mine would be possible. I won't be able to appreciate life this much, cause I know whn I get older these times with my mum would be rare. Or even impossible. Cherish the times now, they say. Before you regret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to prefer waking up at noon cause I know I have basically nothing to do aft A's. So I would slp my mornings away so that I'll have less time doing nothing. Haha, people get bored easily as you know. Lol, and one of them is me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, everything's changed. And I like it :) I'm doing the things I love and I don't regret any of it♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Me and my mum had coffee bean breakfast today and boy was it good!♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-161766790261991554?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/161766790261991554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=161766790261991554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/161766790261991554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/161766790261991554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/this-is-life.html' title='This is the life♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-oxVcAoW-AVU/TWYR0kk375I/AAAAAAAAApw/BL6hTluMmmM/s72-c/IMG_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5413185145167240991</id><published>2011-02-23T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T16:46:27.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WoVxdjoias/TWTEazmcP7I/AAAAAAAAApo/rR3vkHOIjak/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0WoVxdjoias/TWTEazmcP7I/AAAAAAAAApo/rR3vkHOIjak/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576798203398602674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be a whole new person, &lt;s&gt;no more bad attitudes&lt;/s&gt; some bad attitudes outside of the places I'm actually allowed to portray it. I'm going to try, but it's not guranteed to work immediately. That's for sure. At least I'm going to make that effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been seeing my bestf for ages now!! Luckily for us, we're meeting on friday! problem is the place, not much feel ah. Been busy trying to occupy myself with anything and everything so my thoughts won't get in my way. Results are coming out next week, I think. And I'm scared to my wits, like seriously. The fear of wondering whether all my hard work is worth it's while. The fear of feeling the sense of disappointment all over again. This fear is going to make me crazy. So if you see me, please don't ask. Cause if you do, I'm going to tell you I don't know. Unless you're someone worth explaining my feelings to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TYVM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5413185145167240991?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5413185145167240991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5413185145167240991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5413185145167240991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5413185145167240991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-0WoVxdjoias/TWTEazmcP7I/AAAAAAAAApo/rR3vkHOIjak/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-240789393013980780</id><published>2011-02-22T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T02:24:57.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenalin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBWGaSDEbq0/TWKgCL1XBjI/AAAAAAAAApg/DHz7Y6XX8Ew/s1600/tumblr_lfr179FvM81qzpe8uo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBWGaSDEbq0/TWKgCL1XBjI/AAAAAAAAApg/DHz7Y6XX8Ew/s400/tumblr_lfr179FvM81qzpe8uo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576195248034874930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an adrenalin rush yesterday and decided to go jogging. It felt great really, all the emotions inside me were simply converted to strength and energy. It felt like I could run forever, like as if the energy inside me would never run out. Normally after probably 1.6k my calf/ thigh muscles will start to ache or rather every part of my body will just beg me to stop and take a break. But yesterday was different and the after effects of that run is appearing now. Haha, evidence of aging :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, the quote will be my new motto and I'm living by it. You know something? Sometimes, I'm angry with you cause you're always right. And the reason's purely that simple. Nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thanks, I guess? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-240789393013980780?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/240789393013980780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=240789393013980780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/240789393013980780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/240789393013980780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/adrenalin.html' title='Adrenalin'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-EBWGaSDEbq0/TWKgCL1XBjI/AAAAAAAAApg/DHz7Y6XX8Ew/s72-c/tumblr_lfr179FvM81qzpe8uo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8847583074248176536</id><published>2011-02-21T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T01:42:09.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZECbG64vaF8/TWFN0OxtLqI/AAAAAAAAApY/CnIFH00i3G0/s1600/tumblr_lgw15pn6Qp1qbs8umo1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZECbG64vaF8/TWFN0OxtLqI/AAAAAAAAApY/CnIFH00i3G0/s400/tumblr_lgw15pn6Qp1qbs8umo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575823373376499362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard having to draw a line between stuff and issues, even harder to prevent your emotions from getting involved. There will be disagreement, discontentment and whatsoever. But maybe it's time I try. Sometimes I have to remind myself about the things I want, the things I set out to do. As being human entitles us to forget, whether temporary or permanently. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, they say the right person in your life is the same person who you love and hate the most. No? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can get through this shit, starting now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8847583074248176536?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8847583074248176536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8847583074248176536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8847583074248176536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8847583074248176536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/its-hard-having-to-draw-line-between.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-ZECbG64vaF8/TWFN0OxtLqI/AAAAAAAAApY/CnIFH00i3G0/s72-c/tumblr_lgw15pn6Qp1qbs8umo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8786276223366445381</id><published>2011-02-14T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T23:55:19.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine's ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPKtLuG1zLk/TVlJUIjj0aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/D3dMAsKAc4Y/s1600/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RPKtLuG1zLk/TVlJUIjj0aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/D3dMAsKAc4Y/s400/IMG_0755.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573566624090542498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-61DjvRJc5QY/TVlJT2nnpnI/AAAAAAAAAog/sTIJlbpYaEI/s1600/IMG_0756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-61DjvRJc5QY/TVlJT2nnpnI/AAAAAAAAAog/sTIJlbpYaEI/s400/IMG_0756.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573566619275732594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentine's was a surprise this year, simple yet awesome ♥ Thanks to mr neo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He made a fool out of me! Starting from ytd he gave me my valentine's day present, which was apparently a pen which can rotate 360degrees and a card. The first thought that came in my head was "Who the hell gives a pen for valentine's? -.-" And he was like "Look!! The pen turns 360degrees! You can play with it whn you go to U the next time" (in a very eggcited tone) The worst thing was in the card he mentioned about the reason why he gave the pen. Because he didn't know what to buy, and he wrote a corny phrase "hope the 360degrees pen would help you overcome 360degrees of challenges" And all I tot was like ?!?!??!??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today he appeared at my gate with a bouquet of roses and presents in army uni -.- Apparently I ganged up with my mum to trick him in believing that I'm not home. So whn he came my mum was like making excuses and saying that I went out alrdy. And she asked him to come in and wait, but in actual fact I was sitting there watching tv lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVdhJIzlSAo/TVlP5RBFrCI/AAAAAAAAApQ/iHQEE_HfZuU/s1600/IMG_0753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RVdhJIzlSAo/TVlP5RBFrCI/AAAAAAAAApQ/iHQEE_HfZuU/s400/IMG_0753.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573573859086806050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyt9AVKjaBs/TVlP4sx8VYI/AAAAAAAAApI/4F325KJD3vk/s1600/IMG_0757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Iyt9AVKjaBs/TVlP4sx8VYI/AAAAAAAAApI/4F325KJD3vk/s400/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573573849359603074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRy6wIE1Cws/TVlP4D8MT-I/AAAAAAAAApA/JCT12YgUeeI/s1600/IMG_0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tRy6wIE1Cws/TVlP4D8MT-I/AAAAAAAAApA/JCT12YgUeeI/s400/IMG_0759.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573573838396739554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rc7RtDTOK6M/TVlP3zrmd-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/B3HsfgkxZ3E/s1600/IMG_0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rc7RtDTOK6M/TVlP3zrmd-I/AAAAAAAAAo4/B3HsfgkxZ3E/s400/IMG_0760.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573573834032183266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-5q5Y6fneA/TVlP3WEkwLI/AAAAAAAAAow/Urxik4A-EnM/s1600/IMG_0762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-c-5q5Y6fneA/TVlP3WEkwLI/AAAAAAAAAow/Urxik4A-EnM/s400/IMG_0762.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573573826083864754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact, he was planning all these from the start. Making an excuse to go to the TOLIET on sat whn we were having lunch, and disappearing for a very long while. As he went to borders to search for a card and a stupid goofy gift that would pissed me off. While actually ordering the flowers and getting the real present alrdy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why I keep falling in love with that bloody idiot -.- &lt;br /&gt;Can't stand him seriously ♥&lt;br /&gt;I hope you guys have an awesome Valentine's ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8786276223366445381?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8786276223366445381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8786276223366445381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8786276223366445381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8786276223366445381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/valentines.html' title='Valentine&apos;s ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-RPKtLuG1zLk/TVlJUIjj0aI/AAAAAAAAAoo/D3dMAsKAc4Y/s72-c/IMG_0755.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5005898935099872102</id><published>2011-02-13T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T02:32:32.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SV31kckbLbY/TVbPtTvUlhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bvE7rEwTtF0/s1600/tumblr_lgcw0aGiCO1qdo62to1_400.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SV31kckbLbY/TVbPtTvUlhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bvE7rEwTtF0/s400/tumblr_lgcw0aGiCO1qdo62to1_400.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572869966217385490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes people don't understand each other. The fact that they thought the other party would be ok with something cause it has always been this way. Well, maybe they are wrong. Maybe the person is just keeping it this way just not to let the predictable things happen. The predictable things that one prevents from happening. Minds are complicated, but sometimes those complicated minds operate by the simplest theory. "Things would be better this way." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, words like "I'm okay" comes up and "I'm used to it" not just so to cover up the pain. But to avoid any issues that arises with the topic, cause even one may not know what is wrong. But whn someone says it to you, you should always know that they are doing it out of love, unconditional love. And the best solution is just to give the person a hug, to tell them that they are not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, emotions gets to me. And I don't know why either, perharps it's just the guys definition of "YOU PMS AH". But you know what? Maybe they're right, cause this is unexplainable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5005898935099872102?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5005898935099872102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5005898935099872102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5005898935099872102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5005898935099872102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/sometimes-people-dont-understand-each.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/-SV31kckbLbY/TVbPtTvUlhI/AAAAAAAAAoY/bvE7rEwTtF0/s72-c/tumblr_lgcw0aGiCO1qdo62to1_400.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-5504074616362867448</id><published>2011-02-08T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T01:41:21.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome friends, great company ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAnrkGuzEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-OuUx4aQRCA/s1600/179421_494293528234_567753234_6121892_70375_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAnrkGuzEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-OuUx4aQRCA/s400/179421_494293528234_567753234_6121892_70375_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570996368437070914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAnrebCUxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9jOZ-ONedpE/s1600/181776_494293638234_567753234_6121895_7367011_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAnrebCUxI/AAAAAAAAAlY/9jOZ-ONedpE/s400/181776_494293638234_567753234_6121895_7367011_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570996366911623954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day Four of CNY was one of the best days of CNY itself. Started it off with my two bestf coming to my house to get hongbaos. Qian taught us how to play poker and we all started becoming pros at cheating/taking a gamble. All of us would purposely take the risk of following the other person's bet to see who has the balls to last till the end. Totally hilarious! Cause we were like shouting "Come la, follow!!" "All in!!!" lol. Nevertheless we had loads of fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAovm7f-LI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9vKDW5c9leQ/s1600/DSC_4264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAovm7f-LI/AAAAAAAAAlo/9vKDW5c9leQ/s400/DSC_4264.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570997537426372786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The party started whn the 6/4 peeps started arriving @6pm. There was the usual "awkward silence" whn people started coming in due to the lack of topics to talk about. Usually it would always be reminising about old times and chan mali chan never fails to make the topic of the day with the throwing of staple bullets, lead and all the rubbish stuff cause apparently she was one of the worst teachers that we distested hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqbduBE5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/VmhyAxiWfx8/s1600/DSC_4252.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqbduBE5I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/VmhyAxiWfx8/s400/DSC_4252.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570999390379774866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqaypTgHI/AAAAAAAAAmI/9-OZrI9kH98/s1600/DSC_4255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqaypTgHI/AAAAAAAAAmI/9-OZrI9kH98/s400/DSC_4255.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570999378817286258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqaUkxSgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/6vnhAhItbMw/s1600/DSC_4257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqaUkxSgI/AAAAAAAAAmA/6vnhAhItbMw/s400/DSC_4257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570999370745203202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqZ4XicmI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eceKdHTkNoY/s1600/DSC_4259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqZ4XicmI/AAAAAAAAAl4/eceKdHTkNoY/s400/DSC_4259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570999363173511778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqZffXQJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GnyPxQNV40s/s1600/DSC_4263.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAqZffXQJI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GnyPxQNV40s/s400/DSC_4263.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570999356495446162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner then started and all of us sitting around a round table just felt like the old times, just no more catching/ hide &amp;seek/ crocodile @the pull up bars/ playing with bomb bags/ water balloons and all the games. Haha the good times we once had :) Still remembered we used to play catching/ ice &amp;water on my front porch. So all these were replaced with crazy blackjack. With loads of hilarious actions like arranging your coins in a certain manner so that it will bring in all the luck. And also hoping the banker loses hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr85tZaeI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rw2qfwdp3jo/s1600/DSC_4266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr85tZaeI/AAAAAAAAAm4/rw2qfwdp3jo/s400/DSC_4266.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571001064340679138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr8UxfaKI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0AWZL1H97Ig/s1600/DSC_4270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr8UxfaKI/AAAAAAAAAmw/0AWZL1H97Ig/s400/DSC_4270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571001054425737378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr75mz7GI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8XK8cTczYuA/s1600/DSC_4272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr75mz7GI/AAAAAAAAAmo/8XK8cTczYuA/s400/DSC_4272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571001047133187170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr7L_dJ8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/arU0f99qzSE/s1600/DSC_4275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr7L_dJ8I/AAAAAAAAAmg/arU0f99qzSE/s400/DSC_4275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571001034888521666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr6pWhlXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/s278Y5qCVKk/s1600/DSC_4277.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAr6pWhlXI/AAAAAAAAAmY/s278Y5qCVKk/s400/DSC_4277.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571001025590039922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs-Rs7EFI/AAAAAAAAAng/XjN2taF0t-g/s1600/DSC_4279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs-Rs7EFI/AAAAAAAAAng/XjN2taF0t-g/s400/DSC_4279.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002187472638034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs-CXsqDI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1p1um-nI9GA/s1600/DSC_4281.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs-CXsqDI/AAAAAAAAAnY/1p1um-nI9GA/s400/DSC_4281.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002183357081650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9yP2riI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iitDNcXJ4Ek/s1600/DSC_4287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9yP2riI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/iitDNcXJ4Ek/s400/DSC_4287.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002179029216802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9XePkqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/up2yNgZ4WtI/s1600/DSC_4290.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9XePkqI/AAAAAAAAAnI/up2yNgZ4WtI/s400/DSC_4290.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002171841811106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9IvyMBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PbBXO2c7NSU/s1600/DSC_4292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAs9IvyMBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/PbBXO2c7NSU/s400/DSC_4292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002167888850962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAtOYQpHfI/AAAAAAAAAno/YL4ovMy5VRo/s1600/DSC_4297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAtOYQpHfI/AAAAAAAAAno/YL4ovMy5VRo/s400/DSC_4297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571002464110976498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Yum Seng, apparently we had to Yum thrice before we can drink our red wine. Lol some idiot held the breath for so bloody long I nearly suffocated haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuVIUMrgI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/X1ff7ZoMsBA/s1600/DSC_4300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuVIUMrgI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/X1ff7ZoMsBA/s400/DSC_4300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003679601634818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuUa7BuVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/FYsCn1GTUkg/s1600/DSC_4303.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuUa7BuVI/AAAAAAAAAoI/FYsCn1GTUkg/s400/DSC_4303.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003667416463698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuTswGl9I/AAAAAAAAAoA/eWYi5IgN45I/s1600/DSC_4306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuTswGl9I/AAAAAAAAAoA/eWYi5IgN45I/s400/DSC_4306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003655022614482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuS5ER9FI/AAAAAAAAAn4/NsqfOZRt4fs/s1600/DSC_4312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuS5ER9FI/AAAAAAAAAn4/NsqfOZRt4fs/s400/DSC_4312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003641148601426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuSdo6zZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TIWeFS9NkWc/s1600/DSC_4315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAuSdo6zZI/AAAAAAAAAnw/TIWeFS9NkWc/s400/DSC_4315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571003633786080658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended CNY with a blast esp during the last gamble session of blackjack. All of were so eggcited and high we all bet $10 or rather all in. Apparently all of us had pretty good cards and the banker (Yikun) had a 16. But he hengheng pick up a 5 and got 21! Bastard! Win all our $10 bucks. Lol but it was fun nevertheless :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say was CNY this year was the best ever and nothing can bet that ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-5504074616362867448?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/5504074616362867448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=5504074616362867448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5504074616362867448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/5504074616362867448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/awesome-friends-great-company.html' title='Awesome friends, great company ♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TVAnrkGuzEI/AAAAAAAAAlg/-OuUx4aQRCA/s72-c/179421_494293528234_567753234_6121892_70375_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-8384247159833938173</id><published>2011-02-07T02:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T03:26:15.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese New Year Day Two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7rktkC--I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BK9tkw1zRvg/s1600/DSC_4162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7rktkC--I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BK9tkw1zRvg/s400/DSC_4162.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570648805042486242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese New Year was super awesome this year with two lion dance troupes performing in my house with a special appearance of the dragon. The first lion dance troupe was the tradition one which comes every single year and the other is the special appearance one cause apparentlt my dad wanted the dragon lol. But altogether it was a blast, performance after performance, each one better than before. Loads of 'Huat ah' and surprised like the Cai Shen Yeah and the rabbit lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tkT0LpII/AAAAAAAAAhg/pCIVnLwleg4/s1600/DSC_4018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tkT0LpII/AAAAAAAAAhg/pCIVnLwleg4/s400/DSC_4018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570650997154096258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lion dance troupe, with the ugly green lion which bring wealth which is the king of all the other lions even the dragon has to bow to it. Also with the red normal lions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tjR8sZtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/hBkHDCPb27Y/s1600/DSC_4022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tjR8sZtI/AAAAAAAAAhY/hBkHDCPb27Y/s400/DSC_4022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570650979473057490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tiyAj9CI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/wJPvOYKi2ek/s1600/DSC_4019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tiyAj9CI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/wJPvOYKi2ek/s400/DSC_4019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570650970899346466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tiV313TI/AAAAAAAAAhI/gfYTX4sjpbs/s1600/DSC_4025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7tiV313TI/AAAAAAAAAhI/gfYTX4sjpbs/s400/DSC_4025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570650963346578738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7thQOgEpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0rh5FYY3vAg/s1600/DSC_4032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7thQOgEpI/AAAAAAAAAhA/0rh5FYY3vAg/s400/DSC_4032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570650944651137682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We build a formation of a centipede out of oranges, chillis for its legs, smaller oranges and blueberries for its eyes and also celery for it's fellers. Apparently the lions have to conquer the centipede in order to get to the plate filled with vege and more oranges. And this stupid lion very clever, the first thing it did was stomp on the centipede's head and then rape it of its legs(made by chillis) and then made all of the oranges disappear -.- The second guy in the lion suit had a plastic bag! There was 28 oranges that made up the centipede's body and then all of it disappeared and all of us were like o.o lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vCILwPtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/OzVDOoqrkaA/s1600/DSC_4036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vCILwPtI/AAAAAAAAAiI/OzVDOoqrkaA/s400/DSC_4036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570652608939441874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vBJflMWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/aQ9VebLoZsU/s1600/DSC_4038A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vBJflMWI/AAAAAAAAAiA/aQ9VebLoZsU/s400/DSC_4038A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570652592111169890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vAhCI5aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SOEQYxtX1u0/s1600/DSC_4039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vAhCI5aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/SOEQYxtX1u0/s400/DSC_4039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570652581250262434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vATXr3AI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JYHILBwLp3o/s1600/DSC_4046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7vATXr3AI/AAAAAAAAAhw/JYHILBwLp3o/s400/DSC_4046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570652577582537730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7u_xNaQcI/AAAAAAAAAho/mUSZEXfM8QE/s1600/DSC_4049A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7u_xNaQcI/AAAAAAAAAho/mUSZEXfM8QE/s400/DSC_4049A.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570652568412635586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wa1eIZzI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0hi3cIR9ONk/s1600/DSC_4050A.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wa1eIZzI/AAAAAAAAAiw/0hi3cIR9ONk/s400/DSC_4050A.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570654132924606258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7waQgukKI/AAAAAAAAAio/M-Cth2rNbbo/s1600/DSC_4061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7waQgukKI/AAAAAAAAAio/M-Cth2rNbbo/s400/DSC_4061.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570654123003383970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wZ8iAgnI/AAAAAAAAAig/bORyOzCW_mg/s1600/DSC_4072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wZ8iAgnI/AAAAAAAAAig/bORyOzCW_mg/s400/DSC_4072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570654117640045170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wZE6M_BI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JQ_MrETTnqk/s1600/DSC_4100%2BA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wZE6M_BI/AAAAAAAAAiY/JQ_MrETTnqk/s400/DSC_4100%2BA.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570654102709140498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wYt5TzcI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gnKmIUO93P0/s1600/DSC_4116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7wYt5TzcI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/gnKmIUO93P0/s400/DSC_4116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570654096531377602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the second troupe with the yellow lions and the dragon :)The dragon was awesome cause it was the first time we had it in our house haha. Oh, and then Cai Sheng Dao!!!Kids got sweets from the Cai sheng and adults got hongbaos filled with 4D no lol. I went through loads of trouble to get my hongbao cause at first the cai sheng don't want to give me lol. Then I joking tell the guy in charge wa never give me then next year don't need come liao luh lol. Then the stupid cai sheng come and disturb me, want give don't want give. Lol idiot haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xxj_h-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Eqzowu-nyP4/s1600/DSC_4122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xxj_h-sI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Eqzowu-nyP4/s400/DSC_4122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570655622881475266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xxID2GfI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/t-QkjFlO2tA/s1600/DSC_4129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xxID2GfI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/t-QkjFlO2tA/s400/DSC_4129.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570655615383378418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xwcMQyGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8cGVWK8WlCU/s1600/DSC_4137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xwcMQyGI/AAAAAAAAAjI/8cGVWK8WlCU/s400/DSC_4137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570655603607521378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xv1-MAkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9h6xnVnJleI/s1600/DSC_4138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xv1-MAkI/AAAAAAAAAjA/9h6xnVnJleI/s400/DSC_4138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570655593347940930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xvZ1phWI/AAAAAAAAAi4/gYgXz4nUNfU/s1600/DSC_4139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7xvZ1phWI/AAAAAAAAAi4/gYgXz4nUNfU/s400/DSC_4139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570655585795933538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came another special appearance of the rabbit! Lol this troupe full of surprises I tell you lol. Once my mum saw the rabbit she went straight to the fridge and dig out a carrot to disturb the rabbit lol. The rabbit was carrying sweets in his basket and my mum wanted angpaos so she say he never give angbao then she don't want to give him the carrot lol. Then later they ask the rabbit to eat the carrot lol. But apparently he stuffed it into his mascot head lol damn hilarous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zFGNz_YI/AAAAAAAAAkA/F_CtD6a-AXc/s1600/DSC_4144A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 218px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zFGNz_YI/AAAAAAAAAkA/F_CtD6a-AXc/s400/DSC_4144A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570657057997323650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zEqG8AEI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eLuS0OCiry4/s1600/DSC_4152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zEqG8AEI/AAAAAAAAAj4/eLuS0OCiry4/s400/DSC_4152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570657050452295746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zEAAzzaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/h-2hNNVQkgs/s1600/DSC_4156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zEAAzzaI/AAAAAAAAAjw/h-2hNNVQkgs/s400/DSC_4156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570657039152303522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zDip58tI/AAAAAAAAAjo/D5HVR5w2mBM/s1600/DSC_4168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zDip58tI/AAAAAAAAAjo/D5HVR5w2mBM/s400/DSC_4168.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570657031271609042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zDIN6rTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JG2TczOGGgA/s1600/DSC_4174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7zDIN6rTI/AAAAAAAAAjg/JG2TczOGGgA/s400/DSC_4174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570657024174894386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70dgctBcI/AAAAAAAAAko/XPrkSiGAn-k/s1600/DSC_4184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70dgctBcI/AAAAAAAAAko/XPrkSiGAn-k/s400/DSC_4184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570658576867591618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70dN3JcOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/eH-JBcdKKAA/s1600/DSC_4189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70dN3JcOI/AAAAAAAAAkg/eH-JBcdKKAA/s400/DSC_4189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570658571878232290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70cbLOTxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KkEriKCe4aU/s1600/DSC_4192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70cbLOTxI/AAAAAAAAAkY/KkEriKCe4aU/s400/DSC_4192.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570658558272229138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70b-FtF9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/V5CVcGDwZd0/s1600/DSC_4199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70b-FtF9I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/V5CVcGDwZd0/s400/DSC_4199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570658550464452562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70bJ4d2XI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nxU1EFkscp0/s1600/DSC_4215.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU70bJ4d2XI/AAAAAAAAAkI/nxU1EFkscp0/s400/DSC_4215.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570658536450283890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my cousins fooling around, chowhan came to watch the performance too. Lucky for him that day's performance was awesome! Lol free show! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71phs1ABI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QqnsmXaC12s/s1600/DSC_4204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71phs1ABI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/QqnsmXaC12s/s400/DSC_4204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570659882873716754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71pMsV_kI/AAAAAAAAAlI/AmAtT3bUoAc/s1600/DSC_4223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71pMsV_kI/AAAAAAAAAlI/AmAtT3bUoAc/s400/DSC_4223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570659877234540098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71ohg86dI/AAAAAAAAAlA/asPRvWbWZ74/s1600/DSC_4226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71ohg86dI/AAAAAAAAAlA/asPRvWbWZ74/s400/DSC_4226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570659865644034514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71oKhqF_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/8SNMfJ6e_Vw/s1600/DSC_4225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71oKhqF_I/AAAAAAAAAk4/8SNMfJ6e_Vw/s400/DSC_4225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570659859472979954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71ntJy1LI/AAAAAAAAAkw/acDv7a9mADI/s1600/DSC_4227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TU71ntJy1LI/AAAAAAAAAkw/acDv7a9mADI/s400/DSC_4227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570659851588261042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you enjoyed your CNY as much as I did :) &lt;br /&gt;Huat ah!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-8384247159833938173?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/8384247159833938173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=8384247159833938173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8384247159833938173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/8384247159833938173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-day-two.html' title='Chinese New Year Day Two'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TU7rktkC--I/AAAAAAAAAg4/BK9tkw1zRvg/s72-c/DSC_4162.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-2910951135212285656</id><published>2011-01-23T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:16:31.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTxGA-Tv2DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eYtxssmVDNY/s1600/tumblr_l4tt3sgwuM1qbm6f8o1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTxGA-Tv2DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eYtxssmVDNY/s400/tumblr_l4tt3sgwuM1qbm6f8o1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565400222062860338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've got what I want :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2910951135212285656?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2910951135212285656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2910951135212285656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2910951135212285656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2910951135212285656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-think-i-got-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TTxGA-Tv2DI/AAAAAAAAAgs/eYtxssmVDNY/s72-c/tumblr_l4tt3sgwuM1qbm6f8o1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-3881009381717250396</id><published>2011-01-21T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T02:32:12.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate the fact that I can't stop myself from falling in love with you all over again deeper every single day. It's like we're in a force field where there are only both of us, and we get pulled together unknowingly. But what I know is that it takes a lot to seperate us again cause a field is a region of space in which a force is experienced, and no force in the universe is great enough to be able to do that♥ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reminding me why I fell in love with you in the first place♥&lt;br /&gt;I love you, now and forever♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-3881009381717250396?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3881009381717250396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3881009381717250396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3881009381717250396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3881009381717250396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-hate-fact-that-i-cant-stop-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-3658860139298352166</id><published>2011-01-20T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:44:32.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome</title><content type='html'>Dinner dates with ahsiao have always been nothing but awesome regardless whatever places we go, whatever food we eat. Cause it's the company that matters :) Just a simple dinner with someone so dear can make up my entire week. It doesn't have to be classy restaurants with overpriced food or great shopping areas. We can have as much fun and laughter just in swensens @PP :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the start, we made complete jokes about pens shaped like duck making quack noises if you press the cap for too long. "Let's quack until that man turns around." Then we went on to take off hair from the computer duster shaped like a toliet plunger and started dusting each other. Haha, the complete fools we make ourselves look like. Fighting over the huge 'very hungry caterpillar'. But during those particular instances, it seems like the world's just us alone, oblivious to any gestures/comments/looks from other people. Laughter from our heart :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could get used to this~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to run some errands for my mum and went to the fish market and saw this cute guy just suited for ahsiao^^ But she doesn't want to have any associations with him :( Maybe I shall secretly hook her up next time. Mwuhahaha. Went off to the korean market and was gayily fascinated with the chopsticks that had rings attached to it. Where you had to place your fingers in there, and we made a big fuss about how to correct hold it. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally settled at swensons and dinner always seems like the longest time of all. We spent most of the times talking, even with random topics coming in. And the silence wasn't any sign awkward at all :) We ended up having quite a number of laughs until both of us had stomachache and had to call for time out haha. Great times ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope all these never goes away~ &lt;br /&gt;I love you bestf ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S my work doesn't start till aft Cny ^^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-3658860139298352166?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3658860139298352166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3658860139298352166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3658860139298352166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3658860139298352166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/awesome.html' title='Awesome'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-7957827575153621565</id><published>2011-01-17T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:32:05.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Start</title><content type='html'>Today(16 Jan 2011-Sunday) marks the start of my first ever working life. I'm not exactly working but instead I'm like an intern, to gain more experience in business and all. I didn't expected that today would be the first day I start work cause apparently I was told that it was a briefing. But instead it turned out to be a meeting with kind of like the big clients. (Wow who gets that on a first day @work?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was caught offguard and all but at least I didn't screw up in any way possible. I didn't do anything stupid like falling off a chair or spilling my drink or saying anything stupid. I was listening to the speaker actually and I learnt how to market products in a very convincing manner. But after around 2 whole hours I got lost in the marketing campaign like all that was talking was the figures. My whole mind was blur and the speaker just keep saying figures and unknown names like 'Money putt'. Even the names sounded weird or maybe I was dreaming by that time. I was unaware of what to copy so I kept peeking at what the auntie next to me was scribbing and totally copy and pasted everything onto my book. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today wasn't all that bad, just tired and bored and lost. Nevertheless I did gain valuable experience in advertising and marketing of products. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my next work day is tues, Yay me ^^V &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For various reasons, I did love today&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7957827575153621565?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7957827575153621565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7957827575153621565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7957827575153621565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7957827575153621565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/start.html' title='The Start'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-779641051600074586</id><published>2011-01-15T18:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:55:07.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doodles</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTF7O77-ExI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1iZtuM0ww-E/s1600/168443_1645881741699_1076572745_31540570_7448098_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTF7O77-ExI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1iZtuM0ww-E/s400/168443_1645881741699_1076572745_31540570_7448098_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562362511316882194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how I spent my saturday. Was reading Time Traveller's Wife while listening to music and a song got stuck in my head, as usual. So this time it's Love The Way You Lie&lt;3 It's a real awesome song!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the song kept repeating itself in my head and I was in the mood to doodle, so here it was! I was actually helping my sis decorate her homework book or sth like that lol. Feeling really artistic nowadays, ever since I started decorating my sis's birday card. And surprisingly I'm really into art journaling aft seeing loads of awesome pics on tumblr. So I guess I may start doing sth like that just that it won't be a journal cause I never know whn I'm in the mood for doodling. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the very least my saturday wasn't really wasted and it kept my mind of various things for a change :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-779641051600074586?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/779641051600074586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=779641051600074586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/779641051600074586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/779641051600074586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/doodles.html' title='Doodles'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TTF7O77-ExI/AAAAAAAAAgk/1iZtuM0ww-E/s72-c/168443_1645881741699_1076572745_31540570_7448098_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-6686068258800524716</id><published>2011-01-14T16:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T16:36:20.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay Awesome Dinner♥♥♥♥♥</title><content type='html'>There's nothing better than a gay post from Lai Lu Yen :) &lt;br /&gt;Love you to the maxxxxxx♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reblogged all of the below from whereisluyen.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True friends are hard to come by. Yet I'm lucky to not have one, but three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met one of them ytd night for a dinner date!&lt;br /&gt;@Hwee Why we never take photos? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started with me waiting for the noob Hwee for a long time at the Mrt platform. She never changes her bad habit of being late tsk tsk. Then, when she reached City Hall, she claimed she has already searched the whole place two freaking rounds and yet still couldn't spot me. So, being a not so knowlegable citizen about the Mrt, I thought I was so hard to spot, like I'm transparent or smth lol..................and it ended up that she was upstairs and I'm downstairs. We're both at different platforms, with trains heading different directions. Officially, this became a Noobs Unite kind of meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, me still blaming her for not telling me earlier that are actually two platforms, and she blaming me that she didn't know I came from the other direction, we gayed our way to Secret Recipe to get her sister's birthday cake. Now the gayer part of the night arrived. This guy working there has a very creative mind and interesting taste for smiley faces. When asked for a smiley face to be written on the cake, first he drew ^^, which is fine because both of us thought he will stop. But no! Next, he added a smile below. Okay, still not so bad......then, he added two eyes underneath those "eyebrows"! Yes, basically, me and Hwee were both experiencing a mixture of !!!! and "I'm gonna burst out laughing" kind of feelings. Haha epic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTAIWrdHrII/AAAAAAAAAgc/PKzmntjpqNg/s1600/face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 219px; height: 211px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TTAIWrdHrII/AAAAAAAAAgc/PKzmntjpqNg/s400/face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561954725517569154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHHAHAHAHAHHAAHAH the guy needs to attend a workshop on drawing smiley faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We gayly travelled to Cafe Cartel aft that. Took some time to order what we want. While Hwee busy checking out the 50% after 9pm desserts and coffee -.- So, our St Louis Pork Ribs and Dory Fish Pasta came. With Sea Breeze and mushroom soup of the day. She dumped two of her ribs to me and I swear they looked untouched at the end of the day because Idk how to eat ribs ah lol. Meanwhile, she gave me a bad summary of Desperate Housewives from Season 1 to Season 7. And she only rmbs Blair in Gossip Girl :( We had Choc Cheesecake for dessert and we went to collect the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the cake had its first trip to a public toilet. Nobody except my noob friend will bring a cake into a toilet. And we have to take turns looking after the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day ended with me forgetting to redeem my water bottle back from Miss Tay's LV bag haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a good night. Wink wink.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-6686068258800524716?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/6686068258800524716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=6686068258800524716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6686068258800524716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/6686068258800524716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/gay-awesome-dinner.html' title='Gay Awesome Dinner♥♥♥♥♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TTAIWrdHrII/AAAAAAAAAgc/PKzmntjpqNg/s72-c/face.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4623062076186953519</id><published>2011-01-12T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T00:56:01.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coach potato much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSyIFP_12ZI/AAAAAAAAAgU/SwkCyBMphw8/s1600/desperate-housewives.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 242px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSyIFP_12ZI/AAAAAAAAAgU/SwkCyBMphw8/s400/desperate-housewives.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560969263670745490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the end of A's, I've been occupying my free time with this :) Started all the way from the first season to season 7 and waiting for the next episode to come out every monday ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really expected myself to watch such a show cause at first whn I was in like sec4 I thought it was a bit dirty cause all I see on the tv was underwear, hot ladies and loads of men. Lol, but ever since I started watching it, it's much more than that. It's about trust and ultimately friendship. I really look up to the friendship that those few ladies have, the fact that their friendship still remain standing and strong no matter what major or life changing events happen that would affect them in every way. The fact that they would forgive and forget just to keep their friendship together. The poker sessions every week, to bond and gossip. Although I know it's a show but it tells a lot, well to me :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope my friendships turns out like that&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Catching gossip girl now~ that's how much free time I have :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4623062076186953519?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4623062076186953519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4623062076186953519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4623062076186953519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4623062076186953519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/coach-potato-much.html' title='Coach potato much.'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TSyIFP_12ZI/AAAAAAAAAgU/SwkCyBMphw8/s72-c/desperate-housewives.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4311466009151458915</id><published>2011-01-10T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T17:37:45.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends</title><content type='html'>Sometimes I wonder what's the use of having friends whn nearly all of them just disappear cause they have moved on with their lives. Then you would just look back at the times you have spent together and asked yourself what the hell happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times where you guys would never run out of topics to talk about on the phone and not realise how much time has past until you hung up. The times where there were no boundaries between both of you, no invisible wall in between, no awkwardness and no silence. Times where you guys share 2 small plates of food and getting those 'are they poor?' stares. During those carefree times, you came up with plans, plans that you would want to accomplish with those people whn we had free time. But the thing is that whn we do have those free time, problems come in, money issues, busy work/studying life. Even problems you never expected, like whn they ignore your msg and no even bothering to reply or reply aft days. Those people who you determine at a particular point of your life to be your bestf but turn out otherwise. But life's like that, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so I'm glad I have my friends now, you know who you are ^^ &lt;br /&gt;But if I ever let you go like I did with the others, I'm gng to hate myself for life.&lt;br /&gt;I love you, my bestf :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-4311466009151458915?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/4311466009151458915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=4311466009151458915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4311466009151458915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/4311466009151458915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/friends.html' title='Friends'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-7155877057028713897</id><published>2011-01-07T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T23:41:31.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flaws</title><content type='html'>Last night was one of the typical nights I found myself twisting and turning in bed, unable to fall aslp while having various random thoughts in my head. In the past these thoughts would most likely be of the equations and definitions that I had to remember. But now, it's very different. For instance, during one period I found myself thinking about me, how I've changed. And mostly, about the flaws I had/have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a little girl, I was playful, naughty, annoying, irritating and always getting into trouble. I couldn't stay still playing just toys cause I get bored very easily. I pestered my mum every now and then to play with me. I played in the drain trying to catch fish, crabs and tadpoles, which then caused me to twisted my ankle. That became an old injury and I tend to twist my ankle every now and then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was nine, I was sturborn, self-centered, selfish, arrogant, thinking I'm always right and arguing with people who gets in my way. I disobeyed my mum, I ran whn she took out the cane and got caned even harder. I retorted every sentence my mum said. It got better after a few years, but that little girl was still there whn I was in secondary school. I took up some responsibility, still having that stupid attitude of mine. My friends grew few, but true friends stayed. It was then I started changing, I no longer think I'm always right. I listen to opinions people had to give and consider them before making my own decisions. I tend to take in account of people feelings before anything in any case offending them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now I'm eighteen there's still a tiny part of that little girl inside me who's only being seen by certain unlucky people, which mostly includes my boyf haha. So I made myself a promise, kind of like a new year's resolution :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry to whoever I had offended in my life, maybe some part of time in pri/sec/jc you've hated me cause I was having a lousy attitude. I'm sorry and I hope you forgive whatever I've done during that period of time. Well, everyone has flaws and aft last night, I'm sure able to see them much more clearly now ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-7155877057028713897?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/7155877057028713897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=7155877057028713897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7155877057028713897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/7155877057028713897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/flaws.html' title='Flaws'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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-11895554.post-2200668407478677565</id><published>2011-01-04T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T20:43:40.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSMVnPqBbTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pi79vCed53g/s1600/tumblr_lefcifBDCo1qddkhgo1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSMVnPqBbTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pi79vCed53g/s400/tumblr_lefcifBDCo1qddkhgo1_500.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558310129067191602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tight hugs: The ones where they just hug you super tight for a long time with no words.&lt;br /&gt;Unexpected hugs: The ones where you’re just doing your own thing and they come from behind and hug you unexpectedly.&lt;br /&gt;Lift up hugs: The ones where you run up to them, and they have their arms all wide, and you just run up and you lift up your legs and they carry you.&lt;br /&gt;Spinning hugs: The ones where they hug you &amp; spin you around in circles.&lt;br /&gt;(via loveeholic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-2200668407478677565?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/2200668407478677565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=2200668407478677565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2200668407478677565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/2200668407478677565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/tight-hugs-ones-where-they-just-hug-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TSMVnPqBbTI/AAAAAAAAAgM/pi79vCed53g/s72-c/tumblr_lefcifBDCo1qddkhgo1_500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-3532276971263707132</id><published>2011-01-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T01:21:07.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Slpover with KPC♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCh5RP9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ygKkc2cvNG4/s1600/166547_484840189677_624554677_5949583_3334629_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557619945430148162" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCh5RP9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ygKkc2cvNG4/s400/166547_484840189677_624554677_5949583_3334629_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended the year with my favourite people, Kpc♥ Best way of putting a full stop to 2010 :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since we last met, all five of us gaying together &amp;amp;having fun. We laugh at the smallest thing &amp;amp;play with random stuff like for instance: pea's flying dog. The night was young and we started out with dinner @my garden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuUG8WLPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SSAK3xvFiVg/s1600/164384_484839514677_624554677_5949564_4538521_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633600659533042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuUG8WLPI/AAAAAAAAAd8/SSAK3xvFiVg/s400/164384_484839514677_624554677_5949564_4538521_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuT-2_p2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/oL3yvu7tFOM/s1600/164814_484840064677_624554677_5949577_5126096_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633598489601890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuT-2_p2I/AAAAAAAAAd0/oL3yvu7tFOM/s400/164814_484840064677_624554677_5949577_5126096_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTsUAVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/INHWPSysyx8/s1600/163790_484839664677_624554677_5949568_3992860_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633593511007986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTsUAVvI/AAAAAAAAAds/INHWPSysyx8/s400/163790_484839664677_624554677_5949568_3992860_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;look at how hungry karen is hahaha :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTrWjzZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/iOpqXSNIqWU/s1600/163820_484839614677_624554677_5949567_1465364_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633593253285266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTrWjzZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/iOpqXSNIqWU/s400/163820_484839614677_624554677_5949567_1465364_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTUdWlrI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ujFn932Q_VQ/s1600/162752_484840134677_624554677_5949580_3818137_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557633587107763890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCuTUdWlrI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ujFn932Q_VQ/s400/162752_484840134677_624554677_5949580_3818137_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Home cooked food by my awesome mum♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCvRGn-d2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KhvbMfjMnGU/s1600/167905_484839939677_624554677_5949573_1977300_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCvRGn-d2I/AAAAAAAAAeE/KhvbMfjMnGU/s400/167905_484839939677_624554677_5949573_1977300_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557634648546113378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCvoviJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_8x-wnjU7lI/s1600/162880_484840649677_624554677_5949589_4802216_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCvoviJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAeM/_8x-wnjU7lI/s400/162880_484840649677_624554677_5949589_4802216_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557635054664537746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came dessert, homemade chocolate fondue strawberries♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply love my mum, she's talented like in every single aspect, esp cooking :) she can make food simply irresitible and simply mouthwatering all by herself. From pocket burettos to roasted black pepper turkey topped with fresh gravy for xmas to chocolate fondue bananas in swensens :) She's just awesome, someday I'll learn all her specialties and mwuhaha. But that will definitly take a while considering that I can burn a towel just by melting chocolate ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued our night with baracadis, countdown, inception, long talks catching up, gaying♥ I love Kpc :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCx0bX9CvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2nwylN47p4Q/s1600/165116_484840859677_624554677_5949596_4003626_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCx0bX9CvI/AAAAAAAAAe0/2nwylN47p4Q/s400/165116_484840859677_624554677_5949596_4003626_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557637454434732786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCx0MWikcI/AAAAAAAAAes/sEuuHaihmMA/s1600/167855_484841429677_624554677_5949609_6088167_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCx0MWikcI/AAAAAAAAAes/sEuuHaihmMA/s400/167855_484841429677_624554677_5949609_6088167_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557637450402271682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxz2tusGI/AAAAAAAAAek/-jqsL54ppYs/s1600/168891_484841084677_624554677_5949604_5252188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxz2tusGI/AAAAAAAAAek/-jqsL54ppYs/s400/168891_484841084677_624554677_5949604_5252188_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557637444593954914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxzjocS8I/AAAAAAAAAec/j5I0V2h1CwY/s1600/167832_484844094677_624554677_5949678_1136313_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxzjocS8I/AAAAAAAAAec/j5I0V2h1CwY/s400/167832_484844094677_624554677_5949678_1136313_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557637439471504322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxzV4uBPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F-eAITAh4P0/s1600/167065_484843114677_624554677_5949647_6108740_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCxzV4uBPI/AAAAAAAAAeU/F-eAITAh4P0/s400/167065_484843114677_624554677_5949647_6108740_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557637435781678322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyX6c4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/o3nEBW2l_28/s1600/162758_484842204677_624554677_5949622_4319907_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyX6c4ZiI/AAAAAAAAAfc/o3nEBW2l_28/s400/162758_484842204677_624554677_5949622_4319907_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638064072320546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXapTOKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Qrt9SOkRIBY/s1600/163734_484842489677_624554677_5949629_6074996_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXapTOKI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Qrt9SOkRIBY/s400/163734_484842489677_624554677_5949629_6074996_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638055534475426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXHthDyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Z-jBvlNZDk0/s1600/164880_484842319677_624554677_5949625_5691350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXHthDyI/AAAAAAAAAfM/Z-jBvlNZDk0/s400/164880_484842319677_624554677_5949625_5691350_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638050451885858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXJallSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/t3Ecvu0V87I/s1600/165656_484844764677_624554677_5949692_2241658_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyXJallSI/AAAAAAAAAfE/t3Ecvu0V87I/s400/165656_484844764677_624554677_5949692_2241658_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638050909361442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brushing time :&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyWz48vLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/kGc3eVc4joQ/s1600/167504_484845444677_624554677_5949707_3593455_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCyWz48vLI/AAAAAAAAAe8/kGc3eVc4joQ/s400/167504_484845444677_624554677_5949707_3593455_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638045131127986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we woke up in the morning/noon to KFC delivery, cluedo &amp;more catching up :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzDicocaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aTeHVgXfyWM/s1600/167863_484846689677_624554677_5949742_4385699_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzDicocaI/AAAAAAAAAgE/aTeHVgXfyWM/s400/167863_484846689677_624554677_5949742_4385699_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638813543068066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzDeP2OwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hYNju6N8muw/s1600/164585_484846779677_624554677_5949747_7326484_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzDeP2OwI/AAAAAAAAAf8/hYNju6N8muw/s400/164585_484846779677_624554677_5949747_7326484_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638812415703810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzC5JCSWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/G8l3eVNRHgg/s1600/163773_484847104677_624554677_5949759_5778480_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzC5JCSWI/AAAAAAAAAf0/G8l3eVNRHgg/s400/163773_484847104677_624554677_5949759_5778480_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638802455021922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pea playing with her flying dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzCzXW6GI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7m57w3DpVYo/s1600/163759_484847249677_624554677_5949762_4656319_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzCzXW6GI/AAAAAAAAAfs/7m57w3DpVYo/s400/163759_484847249677_624554677_5949762_4656319_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638800904480866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us ignoring her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzCk6iWaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1rr2CC-iI-c/s1600/163668_484848119677_624554677_5949785_4029374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCzCk6iWaI/AAAAAAAAAfk/1rr2CC-iI-c/s400/163668_484848119677_624554677_5949785_4029374_n.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557638797025499554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cluedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here ends our 1st ever Kpc slumber party and 2010♥&lt;br /&gt;Let's hope we meet up soon and go for our bintan/batam/overseas trip with massages/spas/beaches/relaxation/shopping!!! :) I LOVE KPC♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11895554-3532276971263707132?l=huishia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/feeds/3532276971263707132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11895554&amp;postID=3532276971263707132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3532276971263707132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11895554/posts/default/3532276971263707132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huishia.blogspot.com/2011/01/slpover-with-kpc.html' title='Slpover with KPC♥'/><author><name>Hwee ♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16218558614274684940</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/_jEnuntm95J8/TSCh5RP9ZEI/AAAAAAAAAdU/ygKkc2cvNG4/s72-c/166547_484840189677_624554677_5949583_3334629_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11895554.post-4810051250750248926</id><published>2011-01-02T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T01:13:49.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>2010 has been a great year for me. Filled with tonnes of memories that would never ever be forgotten, regardless whether good or bad, happy or sad, tough or easy. I made new best friends, endured the toughest period of my life, gained experience that I would never have had if I weren't brave enough to venture out to get it. I learnt to take criticism and look at things at a whole new level :) So let's say, I'm really glad that 2010 is over but at same time having mixed emotions cause with every year you'll know that things will not be the same as before. Your normal sch friends may start to drift apart and the times spent together would never be the same cause everyone moved on. But nevertheless, good bye 2010 :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my 2010 in pixels and words :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TR9V14PAEGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/anGlWCDju7c/s1600/Ajc%2Borientation%2B2010%2B100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TR9V14PAEGI/AAAAAAAAAcs/anGlWCDju7c/s400/Ajc%2Borientation%2B2010%2B100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557254849315213410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jEnuntm95J8/TR9V1qToG1I/AAAAAAAAAck/oEkRKqF3_NA/s1
