<?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-4169986497870079162</id><updated>2011-10-07T20:36:13.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my heartfelt words</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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>256</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-7887629367959841856</id><published>2011-06-19T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T07:06:18.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 19 Jun 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of donating blood is just out of this world! i was quite nervous at first but after giving almost one bag of blood, i felt good. Happy that i may be helping someone in need =) couldnt give the entire bag of blood because the lady was worried i would pass out due to my small frame but its good enough. at least the blood's enough for a baby haha - according to my colleague =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yea, there were 4 of us. 2 couldnt give, one had asthma not long ago and the other couldnt seem to get blood flowing from both her arms. and the thing is, both of them were repeat blood doners. Whereas my other colleague and i were new donors and we were able to donate haha.. so funny. my 'rocker' machine kept on beeping, indicating that the blood is not flowing smoothly and whenever it beeps, all the nurses turned to look at me cos they were worried i might faint anytime lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good news! I passed my CA exam! =) Woohoo! its not a great mark cos i marginally passed but i wasnt expecting that i'd do well cos i didnt finish almost 1/4 of the paper. lucky i dont need to do a supplementary paper whew.. and pass rate was 67%. Dont know if i shld be feeling happy about that. mmm.. anyway, its time to start on my next module - audit. most dreaded one of all. eerrrwwkk! so dry and boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got a new phone. the sony ericsson xperia arc =) still trying to play around with the phone functions and applications. The good thing about this phone is the ability to customise the look on ur screen. Time to get creative! ;) i've missed the phone camera.. been out of touch with it for abt 2 yrs.. finally got to use it and its an 8mp camera! AHHHH i just love it! when i go back spore, i'm gonna take lotsa pictures with u guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been putting the phone camera to good use when my family and i went to the newly refurbished St. Mary's Cathedral in perth, just opposite the royal perth hospital. Such a beautiful place.. the church excuisite designs can blow u away.. cos it did for me =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrPC4QGKdeg/Tf3_-JsdhXI/AAAAAAAACDk/Nh4TLID6_80/s1600/DSC_0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619929353247622514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rrPC4QGKdeg/Tf3_-JsdhXI/AAAAAAAACDk/Nh4TLID6_80/s320/DSC_0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The altar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAf4-1Eev34/Tf3_9zpeWlI/AAAAAAAACDc/YFYIS-OdAvw/s1600/DSC_0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619929347329514066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZAf4-1Eev34/Tf3_9zpeWlI/AAAAAAAACDc/YFYIS-OdAvw/s320/DSC_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CO3VkJX10g/Tf3_9VrgesI/AAAAAAAACDU/o-VN62iYXTI/s1600/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619929339284978370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4CO3VkJX10g/Tf3_9VrgesI/AAAAAAAACDU/o-VN62iYXTI/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Beautiful coloured glass panes everywhere in the church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7j5rgQztVG0/Tf3_frBoghI/AAAAAAAACDM/HJMmutasvnY/s1600/DSC_0040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619928829618848274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7j5rgQztVG0/Tf3_frBoghI/AAAAAAAACDM/HJMmutasvnY/s320/DSC_0040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXmkDcWEkMY/Tf3_fYM5GBI/AAAAAAAACDE/W2C3IGC5XgI/s1600/DSC_0045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619928824565798930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UXmkDcWEkMY/Tf3_fYM5GBI/AAAAAAAACDE/W2C3IGC5XgI/s320/DSC_0045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzr8Lu7a4R0/Tf3_e01wtYI/AAAAAAAACC8/wpt-m96kZzA/s1600/DSC_0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619928815073539458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Xzr8Lu7a4R0/Tf3_e01wtYI/AAAAAAAACC8/wpt-m96kZzA/s320/DSC_0047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Standing inside the entrance of the church..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30v0vDSYz3w/Tf3_ei6cKZI/AAAAAAAACC0/JFlEffGFYAI/s1600/DSC_0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619928810261326226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-30v0vDSYz3w/Tf3_ei6cKZI/AAAAAAAACC0/JFlEffGFYAI/s320/DSC_0049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Outside the church..&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdZLQfEAJ50/Tf3_eSXEsCI/AAAAAAAACCs/-XbPkpKf-Bs/s1600/DSC_0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619928805818019874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdZLQfEAJ50/Tf3_eSXEsCI/AAAAAAAACCs/-XbPkpKf-Bs/s320/DSC_0056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I must say they did a beautiful job of restoring the church =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Only thing I didnt fancy abt the it was the echo. Because the church is so big, when the priest speaks, u can hear echo.. Other than that, the church is wonderful!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7887629367959841856?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7887629367959841856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7887629367959841856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7887629367959841856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7887629367959841856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/06/sun-19-jun-2011-feeling-of-donating.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/-rrPC4QGKdeg/Tf3_-JsdhXI/AAAAAAAACDk/Nh4TLID6_80/s72-c/DSC_0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-8790208506173426433</id><published>2011-06-12T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T07:40:29.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 12 Jun 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to all my friends who have waited so long for me to update my blog. or those who have given up waiting =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found it really difficult to juggle work and study life together. It was hard to breathe and I didnt have time for myself. No time for self-indulgence, just felt like a hermit crab at home. I didnt even touch my hotmail account or facebook as often as i used to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just glad that I've finished my first exam. Can relax a little now but there's still stress at work. But at least its more manageable with one less thing to worry about or work hard at =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked at all ur graduation holiday pics =D they're awesome! Bet u all had fun! Sadly, i've never had a graduation get-away.. or maybe, I didnt have anyone to go with to start. Besides, with work and studies now, I cant even dream of getting away =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got the pep-talk with dad today.. apparently mum forced him to talk to me about my house contribution. She was haunting me the past 2 days about how much i gave to support the household. Made me feel like an unfilial child =( I did ask earlier on how much I shld give or a rough estimate but u didnt want to say. I asked because I didnt want this to happen. Now u're making me feel like the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont say its ur fault cos the both of u arent working anymore. Now the whole family is counting on me to support them. Suddenly, I feel like I've taken on such great responsibility and a heavy burden. Wont be able to save much on my salary but I've no choice. My parents retired early and i'm the only breadwinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me for this is such a big shock to me. Give me time to adjust to this cos i'm suddenly earning much more but also giving away a lot. I hope u'll understand the heartache and pinch I'm feeling but I promise u I will do my job. Just allow me some time to wake up from my dream of still being a kid..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-8790208506173426433?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8790208506173426433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8790208506173426433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8790208506173426433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8790208506173426433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/06/sun-11-jun-2011-sorry-to-all-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2065238377999840349</id><published>2011-01-16T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T21:04:34.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 17 Jan 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my first crystal jade xiao long bao meal with my ex LTC colleague - zha jiang mian! learnt that a lot of pple whom i noe during my internship have left the company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On sat, i met up with jordain and a few others. had german cuisine and beer at 313.. it was nice catching up with them.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, i left the best for the last - i got the bank job!!! To start 7 feb.. at least i get to spend my cny in spore =D i'm so excited! super busy filling up forms and preparing for my CA/CPA enrolments but happy that the super long wait is well worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's about it. didnt blabber a lot, maybe cos im tired from takin drowsy medicine =p till nxt time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2065238377999840349?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2065238377999840349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2065238377999840349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2065238377999840349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2065238377999840349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/01/mon-17-jan-2011-had-my-first-crystal.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7812208203512476304</id><published>2011-01-09T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T21:19:33.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 11 Jan 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and sharon came back to spore last night.. and i saw Chinese Artiste Elvin Ng at the airport when i went to fetch them!!! ARGHHH!! I just finished catching the chinese serial 'Breakout' somemore.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had frog leg dinner at Bukit Timah after that.. It isnt as good as the one that Siew Hui brought me to at Chinatown.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSqL3uAvtGI/AAAAAAAACCc/B-BbxXZQOHw/s1600/165511_481720341645_540746645_6491328_5129694_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560410479302521954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSqL3uAvtGI/AAAAAAAACCc/B-BbxXZQOHw/s320/165511_481720341645_540746645_6491328_5129694_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSqLl0uWlrI/AAAAAAAACCM/0g-4fP4YzP0/s1600/165168_481720276645_540746645_6491326_2335813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560410171866781362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSqLl0uWlrI/AAAAAAAACCM/0g-4fP4YzP0/s320/165168_481720276645_540746645_6491326_2335813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm growing more and more anxious about the job outcome by the day. I've already missed my CA program enrolment because of the bank. I dun wan to miss the CPA enrolment =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7812208203512476304?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7812208203512476304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7812208203512476304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7812208203512476304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7812208203512476304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/01/mon-11-jan-2011-mum-and-sharon-came.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSqL3uAvtGI/AAAAAAAACCc/B-BbxXZQOHw/s72-c/165511_481720341645_540746645_6491328_5129694_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2077597878538165534</id><published>2011-01-07T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T01:19:47.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 8 Jan 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a wonderful time yesterday with sec and JC friends =) ate too full! till my tummy ached after i got home. indigestion.. =p lol.. First agenda was officially welcoming chel-min back home to spore =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaXS5_iI/AAAAAAAACCE/NjpbhrznIc8/s1600/167215_10150113228483474_776108473_7531887_4416261_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559718382174600738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaXS5_iI/AAAAAAAACCE/NjpbhrznIc8/s320/167215_10150113228483474_776108473_7531887_4416261_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Had lunch at NYDC at bugis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaS8jgaI/AAAAAAAACB8/rFCrhLC8nsk/s1600/167902_10150113229308474_776108473_7531905_3919786_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559718381007110562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaS8jgaI/AAAAAAAACB8/rFCrhLC8nsk/s320/167902_10150113229308474_776108473_7531905_3919786_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy warm choc fudge cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaPmGkSI/AAAAAAAACB0/NPknAEJrSnw/s1600/168153_10150113229248474_776108473_7531904_303440_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559718380107632930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaPmGkSI/AAAAAAAACB0/NPknAEJrSnw/s320/168153_10150113229248474_776108473_7531904_303440_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mango tango cheesecake.. nicely done! my favourite ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWZ-czTDI/AAAAAAAACBs/bl6ZM3sj3Ng/s1600/166616_485436413670_581558670_6226192_6856780_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559718375505218610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWZ-czTDI/AAAAAAAACBs/bl6ZM3sj3Ng/s320/166616_485436413670_581558670_6226192_6856780_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then it was dinner at vivo with JC friends. Had japanese bento sets and dessert afterwards at a fruit tart shop.. The most delicious thing i ever ate! everything there was good! I especially loved the mixed fruit tart! When we wanted to order more, everything was sold out =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWZq8bymI/AAAAAAAACBk/dAvOuXJTC0Y/s1600/168298_485437463670_581558670_6226220_3163231_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559718370269186658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWZq8bymI/AAAAAAAACBk/dAvOuXJTC0Y/s320/168298_485437463670_581558670_6226220_3163231_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jackson and his "I LOVE Freshmen Girls" T-shirt.. lol.. Got to play with mw's new DSLR Canon camera too! =) long time no touch! brings back alot of old memories in JC.. good times. heex..&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/4169986497870079162-2077597878538165534?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2077597878538165534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2077597878538165534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2077597878538165534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2077597878538165534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/01/sat-8-jan-2011-had-wonderful-time.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TSgWaXS5_iI/AAAAAAAACCE/NjpbhrznIc8/s72-c/167215_10150113228483474_776108473_7531887_4416261_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-5923346823234287248</id><published>2011-01-03T02:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T02:59:13.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 3 Jan 2011&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the beginning of the new year.. i ended last yr with a lovely macdonalds bfast with evelyn and michelle.. its so nice to see evelyn after so long =D she still looks so pretty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also had lotsa good food! On the day i landed, uncle brought us to eat rojak, chicken wing, fried oyster, satay at east coast.. Then i had nasi lemak da bao from cck mrt 2 nights ago. Last night, i met up with my fellow sec sch classmates and had bbq at a friend's condo. He cooks fantastically! His food are so tasty and they're not burnt at all! Today, I had the famous chweeh kueh from ghim moh and putu mayam! * drools.. More to go! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5923346823234287248?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5923346823234287248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5923346823234287248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5923346823234287248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5923346823234287248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2011/01/mon-3-jan-2011-its-beginning-of-new.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1244708296876324913</id><published>2010-12-22T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T22:33:10.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 23 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy baking and making stuff =D baked banana cake for david's 21st bdae and also gave some to my nando's manager who's been so nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also bought pavlova from the supermarket and topped it with whipped cream and plenty of fresh fruits! Pavlova is actually just a fancy name for meringue base.. haha.. Looks appetising huh? Yum yum..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TRLqfDFnZmI/AAAAAAAACBY/8dyhhGuFuQw/s1600/DSC05071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553759109626947170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TRLqfDFnZmI/AAAAAAAACBY/8dyhhGuFuQw/s320/DSC05071.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The accounting firm called me twice today.. first the director then the recruitment manager.. guess they must really be desperate to have me confirm my employment with them before they go off for x'mas and new year. But i'm still waiting for a reply from the bank. Feel so bad for lying to them about taking a road trip with no internet connection and i even lied about not receiving their mail cos i was already away. But they HAD to read me the contents of the letter. And so, I was literally pressured into verbally accepting their offer but i told them i'll mail them the signed contract by mid january as i'm not home. arghhhhh! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Stupid bank! why must u take so long to get back to me??!!! What if the bank later offers me a job as well? How am i going to turn down the accounting firm? i wouldnt have signed the contract yet but will they be cunning enough to voice tape my conversation with them and sue me based on that verbal confirmation? SIGHHHHSSSS..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1244708296876324913?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1244708296876324913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1244708296876324913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1244708296876324913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1244708296876324913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/thur-23-dec-2010-been-busy-baking-and.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TRLqfDFnZmI/AAAAAAAACBY/8dyhhGuFuQw/s72-c/DSC05071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-4141696215056809823</id><published>2010-12-21T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T05:01:01.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 21 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been offered an accounting job! FINALLY!! =) and its the job where i was the one asking qsns during the interview instead of answering them. haha.. got mailed the job contract today. Pay's alright but i'm still more keen in the Bankwest job - there's more job exposure, nearer office, higher pay and reputation. But Bankwest just called me today, apologising for not being able to let me noe the results of my application till 4 jan.. And i dunno how long i can wait till i must give the accounting job a reply regarding my job acceptance. Now i'm stuck.. oh oh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4141696215056809823?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4141696215056809823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4141696215056809823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4141696215056809823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4141696215056809823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/tue-21-dec-2010-ive-been-offered.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2304702121207019941</id><published>2010-12-19T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T23:38:13.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 20 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had good food the past few days. Dad bought lobsters - 3 for $15 each. Yikes! so expensive, can only eat once in a while.. but nice stuff! Dad's first western home-cooked meal since he came over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TQ78w9SVfpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qsP0bNijjYQ/s1600/DSC05040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653308609789586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TQ78w9SVfpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qsP0bNijjYQ/s320/DSC05040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; stuffed along with prawns, carrots, cauliflowers, potatoes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653313265822514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TQ78xOoa6zI/AAAAAAAACBI/Sp7308QoHLk/s320/DSC05042.JPG" border="0" /&gt;accompanied by a big bowl of salad and beer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552653313989811234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TQ78xRVCHCI/AAAAAAAACBQ/PRhYXrgs6XE/s320/DSC05043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Had crabs the 2nd time.. These crabs i got fresh from catching them at Safety Bay Beach in Mandurah with my Nando's colleagues.. The drive was 1 hour long -.- ok fine, i didnt help in catching them. i just watched HAHA.. i scared the crabs "bite" me as it did to my friends. We threw in about 7-8 crab nets and waited. it was really cold for a summer night. The wind was horribly strong and chilly. i wear 2 thick winter jackets also no use -.-" still shivering. The water current was also quite strong, making it difficult to catch crabs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard they used to catch 70 crabs but that night, sry early morning, we only caught abt 30. miserable catch.. 14 of us tgt and cant even split evenly. but i was lucky and got to bring home 5 crabs although i didnt do anything =X Mum cooked the crabs the nxt day - they weren't big. quite small but oh wells, it will do =) Freshly caught crabs taste different, it was salty because its salt water crabs. But the best bit was the meat was very tender.. YUM YUM! wish the crabs were bigger.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i hope to do crabbing again, with better chance that the weather will be warmer and that i dun need to work the nxt day. Horrible - i was so tired at work -.-" only got home at 6am and had to start work at 12pm.. oh wells, good experience though! HAHA.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also had chilli mussels at the recommended Concas pizza bar cafe down at Victoria Park. $36 for a big bowl of mussels with garlic bread and wine.. My family enjoyed it.. the meat was soft. My parents said they didnt have such soft mussels in spore. Guess we'd be going again sometime soon! haha..&lt;br /&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/4169986497870079162-2304702121207019941?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2304702121207019941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2304702121207019941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2304702121207019941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2304702121207019941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/mon-20-dec-2010-had-good-food-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TQ78w9SVfpI/AAAAAAAACBA/qsP0bNijjYQ/s72-c/DSC05040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-589504164463232763</id><published>2010-12-13T02:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T18:29:11.061-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 13 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gave my presentation today to a panel of 6 people. was nervous.. but its normal. thought i did ok.. but i dunno wad the panel thinks. will be waiting anxiously for the results! =) thx mimi for the encouragement..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a person swear at me for the 1st time! i was driving us home after work, pulling out of the parking lot. i indicated to get out but apparently, the guy behind me was driving very fast that when i got out, he horned at me. and when we reached the traffic light, it was red so we had to stop. the guy got out of his car, slammed his door and walked up to our car. he gave me the two fingers! middle eastern guy.. typical of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda says they're all like that. they think they're 'royal' and everyone should treat them like kings. oh wells.. was afraid he might smash the window or something. heng ar... was so lost when he sweared. LOL.. and if that wasnt enough, he overtook me later on and swerved into my lane, WITHOUT indicating! so obvious he did that on purpose cos it was such a sharp turn. -.-" where gt pple so childish take revenge like that one? adult somemore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-589504164463232763?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/589504164463232763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=589504164463232763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/589504164463232763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/589504164463232763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/mon-13-dec-2010-just-gave-my.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7770828201218658806</id><published>2010-12-10T04:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T04:59:02.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 10 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unbelievable! i've moved on to the nxt stage? Great.. Now i've got another thing to wry about!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7770828201218658806?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7770828201218658806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7770828201218658806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7770828201218658806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7770828201218658806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/fri-10-dec-2010-unbelievable-ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-8751838352134256330</id><published>2010-12-08T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T01:51:44.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 8 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short blackout last night at 11pm and the tealights that dad brought over from spore proved to be really useful, especially when its the same day he arrives in perth. The tealights are electrical and can be recharged, so no need to light candles =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've advanced to the nxt stage for a job application. Now its online testing. Already passed the phone interview and face to face interview. Online testing is the 3rd stage. If i succeed, i'll move on to panel presentation! Eeks! That's something new =X So nervous and scared..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-8751838352134256330?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8751838352134256330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8751838352134256330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8751838352134256330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8751838352134256330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/wed-8-dec-2010-had-short-blackout-last.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6339218495959400887</id><published>2010-12-06T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:26:42.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 7 Dec 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sharon finally graduated from high school.. attended her ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20cPxvOdI/AAAAAAAACA4/ga_6DsC5p48/s1600/DSC04909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547788713354803666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20cPxvOdI/AAAAAAAACA4/ga_6DsC5p48/s320/DSC04909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20bssSXWI/AAAAAAAACAw/gBnH-0NBiFE/s1600/DSC04917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547788703936699746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20bssSXWI/AAAAAAAACAw/gBnH-0NBiFE/s320/DSC04917.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon and Paesan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20bfeOQQI/AAAAAAAACAo/s4sgS6JBlC8/s1600/DSC04928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547788700388049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20bfeOQQI/AAAAAAAACAo/s4sgS6JBlC8/s320/DSC04928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20ahoc0zI/AAAAAAAACAg/qR6s34V6tSA/s1600/DSCN0013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547788683787948850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20ahoc0zI/AAAAAAAACAg/qR6s34V6tSA/s320/DSCN0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20aYiXClI/AAAAAAAACAY/-qXpPQq9IPg/s1600/DSCN0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547788681346484818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20aYiXClI/AAAAAAAACAY/-qXpPQq9IPg/s320/DSCN0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Paesan and his family..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had 2 face-to-face interviews earlier last week. So far, i've received a rejection email from one company. And the other, i'm still waiting for news. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mum asked when i would like to return to spore cos' she'll be booking the return flight tickets soon. Offer ends this midnight. Tentatively, its set at 10 Feb 2011 but she's asking if i would like to return earlier, seeing that job applications open in Feb. I dunno how to tell her that i'm having 2nd thoughts about australia. its already been 3 mths and i'm still w/o an accounting job. I noe i promised her 6 mths to a year. but.. i dunno how long i can wait. i feel so desperate and i start thinking to myself if the reason why companies dun wan to hire me is because i'm not good enough for them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda's also graduated from university and soon, she'll be looking for a job. I dunno how i will take it if she finds a job earlier than i do =( i mean, i'll be happy for her but sad for me.. u noe. Will chances of getting a job be different in spore for me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad's coming down to perth today and we're all going down to fetch him from the airport. It's gonna be so much harder to broach the subject with him around. He's the master of all persuasion. Ok let's say i get the job when i apply in Feb, but they'll only take me in in 2012! what do i do in 1 yr? i'm at a crossroads again and i'm feeling so LOST.. hais&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/4169986497870079162-6339218495959400887?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6339218495959400887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6339218495959400887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6339218495959400887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6339218495959400887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/12/tue-7-dec-2010-sharon-finally-graduated.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TP20cPxvOdI/AAAAAAAACA4/ga_6DsC5p48/s72-c/DSC04909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2988707090338783856</id><published>2010-11-26T06:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T07:28:40.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 26 Nov 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture update time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OwOh3CEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/smXFlTVxAs8/s1600/DSC04942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876994245527618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OwOh3CEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/smXFlTVxAs8/s320/DSC04942.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just baked cookies yesterday. Was supposed to cut out nice shapes but ended up making circle biscuits cos the shapes turned out horrible.. =( so sad. this is a pic of my best angel and star cookie. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_Ovns7gTI/AAAAAAAACAI/FeCn3FLWXFc/s1600/DSC04943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876983822975282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_Ovns7gTI/AAAAAAAACAI/FeCn3FLWXFc/s320/DSC04943.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after that, baked banana cake cos the bananas were getting too ripe. gotta eat soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OhECnbPI/AAAAAAAACAA/yLECOo4pTlQ/s1600/75128_10150094406601830_554061829_7700363_7395724_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876733732089074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OhECnbPI/AAAAAAAACAA/yLECOo4pTlQ/s320/75128_10150094406601830_554061829_7700363_7395724_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Celebrated minnie's 22nd bdae at her place.. they cooked nasi lemak and satay and they bought perth's famous apple pie too.. here's minnie's brother grilling the satays..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OglfMTiI/AAAAAAAAB_4/liBwdoiWT4I/s1600/155459_10150094408481830_554061829_7700402_943789_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876725530447394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OglfMTiI/AAAAAAAAB_4/liBwdoiWT4I/s320/155459_10150094408481830_554061829_7700402_943789_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Group photo! too bad we cant stay till late cos amanda had exam the nxt morn.. so we had to leave at 10.30pm. and missed the blowing of bdae cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OgAkianI/AAAAAAAAB_w/1JUQsvtK0Mw/s1600/156367_10150094407136830_554061829_7700376_332166_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876715620756082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OgAkianI/AAAAAAAAB_w/1JUQsvtK0Mw/s320/156367_10150094407136830_554061829_7700376_332166_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was taken just b4 we left the place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OfS_q-4I/AAAAAAAAB_o/q5T_mNFS28E/s1600/DSC04936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543876703386532738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OfS_q-4I/AAAAAAAAB_o/q5T_mNFS28E/s320/DSC04936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The chocolate brownie i baked for her bdae =D and thank goodness, she LOVED it! it was actually a failure. baked the brownie for more than 1/2 hr but inside still soft. so amanda saved the day by putting it into the microwave to cook. amazingly, it worked! whew~ and the brownie tasted quite good ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NuAF2zlI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Zgda_92nOGA/s1600/DSC04861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543875856498609746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NuAF2zlI/AAAAAAAAB_g/Zgda_92nOGA/s320/DSC04861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Yan.. Went to an italian restaurant in south perth for rohan's farewell dinner. he's going back to india to try his luck at finding a job as he's unable to find one here in perth. we wish him all the best! and miss him of cos.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NtvMLujI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/iwMJlT-exSE/s1600/DSC04862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543875851961743922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NtvMLujI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/iwMJlT-exSE/s320/DSC04862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Phoebe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NtEFCM0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ZNCTm8iK9bg/s1600/DSC04865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543875840389034818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_NtEFCM0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/ZNCTm8iK9bg/s320/DSC04865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M7J6d7gI/AAAAAAAAB_I/A6erM-SxYv8/s1600/DSC04866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543874982961868290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M7J6d7gI/AAAAAAAAB_I/A6erM-SxYv8/s320/DSC04866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M6i3dfkI/AAAAAAAAB_A/p9dFhzZZBC0/s1600/DSC04870.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543874972480273986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M6i3dfkI/AAAAAAAAB_A/p9dFhzZZBC0/s320/DSC04870.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rohan and Tim in the middle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M6JfloiI/AAAAAAAAB-4/k-SpdA5wVW8/s1600/DSC04871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543874965669257762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M6JfloiI/AAAAAAAAB-4/k-SpdA5wVW8/s320/DSC04871.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M5lZigMI/AAAAAAAAB-w/83D6jl2sXT4/s1600/DSC04874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543874955980210370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M5lZigMI/AAAAAAAAB-w/83D6jl2sXT4/s320/DSC04874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Big belly Rohan.. hehe i'm just joking. its just the way he sat and the angle of the camera =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M5UsW_pI/AAAAAAAAB-o/LKCRUgVAknE/s1600/DSC04875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543874951495745170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_M5UsW_pI/AAAAAAAAB-o/LKCRUgVAknE/s320/DSC04875.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This guy ah, say he had a really full lunch. didnt order anything for dinner but had space for ice cream waffle at gelare! HAHA.. the 5 of us shared a waffle with 2 ice cream scoops - pistachio and cookies and cream. The pistachio ice cream was green and i thought it was peppermint! make me so disappointed but it was still good! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4169986497870079162-2988707090338783856?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2988707090338783856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2988707090338783856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2988707090338783856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2988707090338783856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/11/fri-26-nov-2010-picture-update-time.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TO_OwOh3CEI/AAAAAAAACAQ/smXFlTVxAs8/s72-c/DSC04942.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-1743636102651704800</id><published>2010-11-22T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T06:40:45.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 22 Nov 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of my room.. wanted to post pictures of my entire house but mum was very strict about me blogging the photos cos it may "reveal" our house contents and security whereabouts. hais.. so if u guys are interested in finding out, come and visit me in perth yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9uYi3nhI/AAAAAAAAB-g/hoOEoCEz6c0/s1600/DSC04879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542380527248973330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9uYi3nhI/AAAAAAAAB-g/hoOEoCEz6c0/s320/DSC04879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My bed with side drawers =) ingenious! i LOVE it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9t1WsWqI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/VRiZC01x8JA/s1600/DSC04880.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542380517802662562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9t1WsWqI/AAAAAAAAB-Y/VRiZC01x8JA/s320/DSC04880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Toyboy at the foot of the bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9teT6L1I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/11LDh0VfU3Y/s1600/DSC04881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542380511616970578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9teT6L1I/AAAAAAAAB-Q/11LDh0VfU3Y/s320/DSC04881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Side wardrobe.. quite spacious =D another plus pt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9tCGdixI/AAAAAAAAB-I/aO-dC6VW1Hc/s1600/DSC04882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542380504044374802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9tCGdixI/AAAAAAAAB-I/aO-dC6VW1Hc/s320/DSC04882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bedside table..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp5-PrtWsI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xQBsSBJvOvM/s1600/DSC04883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376401701526210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp5-PrtWsI/AAAAAAAAB-A/xQBsSBJvOvM/s320/DSC04883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp59kLdHpI/AAAAAAAAB94/4BRjlRcfX_c/s1600/DSC04884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376390023519890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp59kLdHpI/AAAAAAAAB94/4BRjlRcfX_c/s320/DSC04884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp59GFuwnI/AAAAAAAAB9w/WGLd-rQHLdM/s1600/DSC04885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376381946446450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp59GFuwnI/AAAAAAAAB9w/WGLd-rQHLdM/s320/DSC04885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Too much space that i've nothing much to fill them up.. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp58WoPDhI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_7jv-4_uNNs/s1600/DSC04937.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376369206267410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp58WoPDhI/AAAAAAAAB9o/_7jv-4_uNNs/s320/DSC04937.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum actually bought this for my cousin in mind for x'mas but i fell so deeply in love wif it that it became my graduation gift. cheap cheap only! $6.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp57o87z1I/AAAAAAAAB9g/tt13ooWrZ8c/s1600/DSC04938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542376356945055570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp57o87z1I/AAAAAAAAB9g/tt13ooWrZ8c/s320/DSC04938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can fold somemore.. to become this cute standing doggie! so adorable la! amanda calls it Cobra Bubbles Version 2.0 -.-" She and her innovative weird names.. my poor doggie.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad just got a great offer for our spore warren house and if he accepts it, we have to move out in 3 mths time and downgrade to a smaller apartment cos we've alr gt a place in perth. Not looking forward to moving again.. ARGHHHH!!! nightmare!!! i'm so petrified of moving alr.. done it too many times..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1743636102651704800?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1743636102651704800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1743636102651704800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1743636102651704800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1743636102651704800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/11/mon-22-nov-2010-pictures-of-my-room.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TOp9uYi3nhI/AAAAAAAAB-g/hoOEoCEz6c0/s72-c/DSC04879.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-940468394385473987</id><published>2010-11-10T20:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:04:31.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 11 Nov 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking thru all my stuff as I unpack my things into cupboards and drawers makes me so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My photos and cards.. my gifts, photo frames. I am such a blessed person and I dun even realise that. My friends are such wonderful pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u zu xing for all the encouraging cards and bookmarks. It nv fails to cheer me up when im down. Thank u sean for the LONGEST letters and updates, although i have to squint my eyes to read ur tiniest handwriting ;) and for ur winnie pooh bear! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u to my JC friends for the lovely video u made for my farewell gift, customised and HEAVIEST ;) photo frame and the precious moments box stuffed wif lotsa encouraging scrolls! I've yet to finish opening all of them! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u dean for the scrapbk u made me, of spore photos taken wif ur amazing photography skills! they're REALLY REALLY good pics i swear! Though the scrapbk is still in spore, I have the CD disc of pics. Nice thinking! will make a note to rem to bring it back wif me to aussie the nxt i return to spore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u to my sec sch friends for the glittery farewell photo frame and to michelle for the continuous flow of handmade stuff and photoshopped mini pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to kai yin for the butterfly box with earrings, nice-smelling dried flowers and a cute pic of us. She bu de take out the stuff inside to put my little things. Thank u chel min for the eeyore which u gave me for whining all my troubles to when i'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank u david for all the stitch toys.. Thank u sheryl tang for the drawing of us during grad nite=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly, thank u to all who made my neoprints speak a thousand words =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and sisters say my room is the most decorated, and i owe it to all my friends for making it so homely =) Thanks guys, LOVE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-940468394385473987?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/940468394385473987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=940468394385473987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/940468394385473987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/940468394385473987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/11/thur-11-nov-2010-looking-thru-all-my.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1901175715885144684</id><published>2010-11-06T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T08:13:14.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 6 Nov 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from halloween =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVskbCN-uI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HvPpVUYvY-E/s1600/DSC04855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536450689910045410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVskbCN-uI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HvPpVUYvY-E/s320/DSC04855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVsj94sg-I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/V9d7feJ4d7s/s1600/DSC04856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536450682085475298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVsj94sg-I/AAAAAAAAB9Q/V9d7feJ4d7s/s320/DSC04856.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVsjox_cCI/AAAAAAAAB9I/vBI89IpdOFY/s1600/DSC04857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536450676420210722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVsjox_cCI/AAAAAAAAB9I/vBI89IpdOFY/s320/DSC04857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool huh? ;)&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/4169986497870079162-1901175715885144684?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1901175715885144684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1901175715885144684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1901175715885144684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1901175715885144684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/11/sat-6-nov-2010-pictures-from-halloween.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TNVskbCN-uI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/HvPpVUYvY-E/s72-c/DSC04855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2851476140176576029</id><published>2010-10-31T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:59:15.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 1 Nov 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have officially moved into our new house on 29 Oct, although not everything's in yet, like the bed frames, toy boys, mattresses and internet. The paving around the house has also yet to be done. But everything else is cleaned and stuff unpacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was sooo much to do the past week. I'm glad amanda and I took a week off from work to help around the house. We not only have to clean the new house but the old place as well. It was hectic and we were so tired from waking up at like 6 plus everyday and helping out. Sharon had to study for her TEE exams so she cldnt help much. Meals were always take-away fast food or maggi noodle. It was pathetic. So yes, i agree with michelle home cooked food is always the BEST! =D cos i've been having maggi noodles the past 3 days =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm finally able to take a breather. Starting work again at nando's tmr. So today, i'm over at my uncle's place, finally able to use internet again after 3 days. Gotta start searching for accounting jobs. Helping my mum scout for temporary USB internet for our house in the meantime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment, I haven heard any good news from the companies hiring. Haven even gone for any interviews. I try not to to think of my situation in a bad light. Maybe there was a reason as to why I havent gotten an accounting job as yet. Maybe the LORD wanted me to help my mum out, settle into our new place b4 getting me a job. Hopefully, i'd be able to find one soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the most exciting halloween we ever had. Mum bought 4 packets of sweets and we all thought it was TOO much. cos the first yr, we only had 3 kids visiting our old place. and none last yr. But we were wrong. Kids were swarming to out new house! Amanda made a halloween box and placed it outside our garage to attract kids to our place. There were altogether 4 knocks on our doors. The first was a group of 7 kids. Woa big shock! and were were wondering if we have enough sweets to last thru the night. Some were wearing cool scary masks. others wore fairy costumes. I liked the girl whose face was 'dripping' with 'blood'. Think she coloured her face with makeup or sth. hehe =) There was a dracula.. bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids LOVED our sweets. We got halloween sweets - brain popping sweet powder and eyeball marshmallows. By the 3rd visit, we were almost running out of sweets that we had to give out our small potato chip packets!! HAHA! The entire thing lasted for only 1/2 hr. from 7.00-7.30pm. and there were sooo many kids alr. lol.. Will post those pictures up another day.. heard sharon's bf family gave out $2 coins. cos they didnt prepare any sweets. hahaha funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok more of me nxt time! once the house looks all ready, i'll take pictures and post it online! As for the house address, i'll email everyone my new address once the mailbox arrives. Sayonara and take care~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2851476140176576029?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2851476140176576029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2851476140176576029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2851476140176576029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2851476140176576029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/10/mon-1-nov-2010-we-have-officially-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1706298394859292168</id><published>2010-10-20T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T06:55:40.181-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 20 Oct 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it everytime i talk to u my heart wrenches and tears start flowing? ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need sth to make me happy.. i guess sweet stuff will do for the time being. sighs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i have my piano here, then i can play it to alleviate my pain..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1706298394859292168?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1706298394859292168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1706298394859292168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1706298394859292168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1706298394859292168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-is-it-everytime-i-talk-to-u-my.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-8937695775327576071</id><published>2010-10-13T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T05:03:27.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 13 Oct 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just b4 my dad and grandma flew back to spore, we went as a family to the Perth Royal Show held once every yr for a week. Set off at 9.30am and only got back at 10.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWXNVMe3dI/AAAAAAAAB9A/mDOD7v9RIWY/s1600/DSC04703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527490372950744530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWXNVMe3dI/AAAAAAAAB9A/mDOD7v9RIWY/s320/DSC04703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWXNA276xI/AAAAAAAAB84/jvqyo80jTGI/s1600/DSC04726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527490367491664658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWXNA276xI/AAAAAAAAB84/jvqyo80jTGI/s320/DSC04726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cute chicken with feathers on its feet! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbl_7EnI/AAAAAAAAB8w/dw2mtOKbKKM/s1600/DSC04730.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527489518468010610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbl_7EnI/AAAAAAAAB8w/dw2mtOKbKKM/s320/DSC04730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where art thou head? HEHE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbditIFI/AAAAAAAAB8o/m0nBEur2Qs4/s1600/DSC04733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527489516197978194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbditIFI/AAAAAAAAB8o/m0nBEur2Qs4/s320/DSC04733.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My favourite pigeon! BOOM baby! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbP--_2I/AAAAAAAAB8g/ecAhKDK0Vnk/s1600/DSC04734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527489512558493538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWbP--_2I/AAAAAAAAB8g/ecAhKDK0Vnk/s320/DSC04734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; What i call a helicopter pigeon.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWa-KgCqI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/Pvu8yp6oJPw/s1600/DSC04737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527489507774958242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWa-KgCqI/AAAAAAAAB8Y/Pvu8yp6oJPw/s320/DSC04737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sitting down and having packed sandwiches while watching the dog show competition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWahRtjgI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/U06om3gFctc/s1600/DSC04740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527489500020575746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWWahRtjgI/AAAAAAAAB8Q/U06om3gFctc/s320/DSC04740.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOU3eL-tI/AAAAAAAAB8I/wiKeGrNlOJo/s1600/DSC04744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527480606806244050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOU3eL-tI/AAAAAAAAB8I/wiKeGrNlOJo/s320/DSC04744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOUux-hAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/ilMvXTndJ-k/s1600/DSC04753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527480604473328642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOUux-hAI/AAAAAAAAB8A/ilMvXTndJ-k/s320/DSC04753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pink sheep with red boy.. SUPER MATCHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOUL5HV-I/AAAAAAAAB74/qKCYSjz6oTs/s1600/DSC04754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527480595108026338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOUL5HV-I/AAAAAAAAB74/qKCYSjz6oTs/s320/DSC04754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOT71pXqI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Czsel08GrIs/s1600/DSC04756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527480590798511778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOT71pXqI/AAAAAAAAB7w/Czsel08GrIs/s320/DSC04756.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meditating cat wif pigeon sitting comfortably on it.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOTgZ7WsI/AAAAAAAAB7o/VUR1iv_LC1Y/s1600/DSC04759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527480583434492610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWOTgZ7WsI/AAAAAAAAB7o/VUR1iv_LC1Y/s320/DSC04759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM9uqdF2I/AAAAAAAAB7g/-SOoeKHdh60/s1600/DSC04763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527479109793159010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM9uqdF2I/AAAAAAAAB7g/-SOoeKHdh60/s320/DSC04763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Caught bunnies trying to mate in the act. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM9Pj1VbI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/n2pMJc-yxgY/s1600/DSC04771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527479101443888562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM9Pj1VbI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/n2pMJc-yxgY/s320/DSC04771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ice lobster sculpture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM8oWzpzI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FGVVknQaeHM/s1600/DSC04777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527479090920269618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM8oWzpzI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/FGVVknQaeHM/s320/DSC04777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yummy fresh oysters! wif free dip sauces of ur choice. $1 for one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM8BN2QYI/AAAAAAAAB7I/JIXvnC3AOM0/s1600/DSC04778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527479080413708674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM8BN2QYI/AAAAAAAAB7I/JIXvnC3AOM0/s320/DSC04778.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum bought EXTREME chilli hanaberra sauce... HOT~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM703YZJI/AAAAAAAAB7A/v-4d3hFUV3Q/s1600/DSC04779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527479077098251410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWM703YZJI/AAAAAAAAB7A/v-4d3hFUV3Q/s320/DSC04779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sharon and amanda bought their showbags...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK8eZ2jZI/AAAAAAAAB64/-51GnubR6CE/s1600/DSC04780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527476889225432466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK8eZ2jZI/AAAAAAAAB64/-51GnubR6CE/s320/DSC04780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fairies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK8K2tziI/AAAAAAAAB6w/8rW1OZ8-chk/s1600/DSC04782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527476883977784866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK8K2tziI/AAAAAAAAB6w/8rW1OZ8-chk/s320/DSC04782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pretty display flowers. Wanted to get one for my new room but it costs $50 each! OUCH.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7xSLqyI/AAAAAAAAB6o/PT_mSDk8HxM/s1600/DSC04786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527476877113666338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7xSLqyI/AAAAAAAAB6o/PT_mSDk8HxM/s320/DSC04786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7adLOfI/AAAAAAAAB6g/pQ1lVig4hcw/s1600/DSC04790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527476870985759218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7adLOfI/AAAAAAAAB6g/pQ1lVig4hcw/s320/DSC04790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bull competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7KwkJAI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/w7kYmvSRmWk/s1600/DSC04792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527476866772116482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWK7KwkJAI/AAAAAAAAB6Y/w7kYmvSRmWk/s320/DSC04792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 of us took this exhilarating ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfmKPEDI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/4U-9K-RHbPU/s1600/Photo189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527475293579579442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfmKPEDI/AAAAAAAAB6Q/4U-9K-RHbPU/s320/Photo189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; U guessed it right! Frankenstein and his wife..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfUZ-93I/AAAAAAAAB6I/QNxnkiAq0AM/s1600/Photo192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527475288813795186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfUZ-93I/AAAAAAAAB6I/QNxnkiAq0AM/s320/Photo192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We saw soo many beautiful cakes like this and mini cupcakes on display behind a glass.. so tempting to just grab them and eat! If it looks GREAT, it shld taste GREAT too right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfKsK_DI/AAAAAAAAB6A/uYNdobHUhEk/s1600/Photo193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527475286205725746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJfKsK_DI/AAAAAAAAB6A/uYNdobHUhEk/s320/Photo193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJe7pyrNI/AAAAAAAAB54/RzOXEoZo-TM/s1600/Photo196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527475282169212114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJe7pyrNI/AAAAAAAAB54/RzOXEoZo-TM/s320/Photo196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda, sharon and I got henna tattoos... i also bought a beach sarong dress but didnt noe how to wear it when i gt home, so cant wear it to take pic for u guys to see hehe.. i'm such a loser.. buy already but dunno how to wear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJeueKCLI/AAAAAAAAB5w/A85KTHaMfK4/s1600/Photo200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527475278630750386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWJeueKCLI/AAAAAAAAB5w/A85KTHaMfK4/s320/Photo200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Musical moving cartoon figures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At abt 7.30pm, we sat down on the soft grass in the main arena to watch kids as young as 8 yrs old ride their mini bikes on an elevated plank and zoom out into the air, doing their stunts. So scary!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that, we were given glow sticks for the fireworks. As usual, the fireworks NEVER fail to dazzle me =) Too bad i cldnt take videos or pics of them cos sharon's camera failed us halfway throughout the day =( It was also papa and grandma's first time watching fireworks so close for the 1st time! Really an eye-opener, i must say. The fireworks blew in our direction and we cld see it just directly ABOVE us.. not to mention the ashes also came down on us. HAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the show ended, we then packed up and headed home. Took the 1 hr journey home by train. Everyone was so exhausted from the day's activity but it was all WORTH it =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4169986497870079162-8937695775327576071?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8937695775327576071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8937695775327576071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8937695775327576071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8937695775327576071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/10/wed-13-oct-2010-just-b4-my-dad-and.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TLWXNVMe3dI/AAAAAAAAB9A/mDOD7v9RIWY/s72-c/DSC04703.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2456916144020957234</id><published>2010-10-10T00:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T00:55:53.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 10 Oct 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Bdae...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is slowly trickling by.. and i wish it goes by faster. For many of u who r still wondering, i haven gotten a job. I watch with mixed feelings as each one of my friends/acquaintances accept a job. I'm happy for them but down for myself. i dun understand how they can find one with the least amt of effort and I, on the other hand, dun even get a call for an interview when i put in the most effort lookin for one =( How do i lose out to them? I've got gd results and past working experience. i dun understand why.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like it was just yesterday i've changed my mindset abt stayin in Australia for gd. to be wif my family. but its a lot harder than i tot. Suddenly, i'm back in the middle of the line but with each passing day, i'm slowly inching towards my home country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving house end Oct. Took leave from nando's in the last wk of Oct to help out with the cleaning and moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sighs.. this yr has got to be the worst trial period of my life. haa! i was right. i am emo today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2456916144020957234?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2456916144020957234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2456916144020957234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2456916144020957234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2456916144020957234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/10/sun-10-oct-2010-happy-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6190219524048564583</id><published>2010-09-30T01:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T02:25:49.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out early monday morn wif family and uncle's family to Abingdon Miniature Village in Mandurah.. Sadly, we had to pay to get in.. but it was a nice place =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRScXVTVAI/AAAAAAAAB5o/-Q66uep2Gik/s1600/DSC04612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629690316248066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRScXVTVAI/AAAAAAAAB5o/-Q66uep2Gik/s320/DSC04612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The entrance of the village..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRScJjYyDI/AAAAAAAAB5g/POemu1HdzT0/s1600/DSC04617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629686617229362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRScJjYyDI/AAAAAAAAB5g/POemu1HdzT0/s320/DSC04617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSbrrgf6I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_FqsmzsHeWg/s1600/DSC04619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629678598225826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSbrrgf6I/AAAAAAAAB5Y/_FqsmzsHeWg/s320/DSC04619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSbYgJFTI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/aWSRmp2RmDU/s1600/DSC04623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629673450280242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSbYgJFTI/AAAAAAAAB5Q/aWSRmp2RmDU/s320/DSC04623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family photo! wif my 2 grandma's and uncle plus cousin selina on the right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSaxl2b6I/AAAAAAAAB5I/CqrEFEjjRuc/s1600/DSC04624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522629663005241250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRSaxl2b6I/AAAAAAAAB5I/CqrEFEjjRuc/s320/DSC04624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My FAVOURITE tree there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQpz72W7I/AAAAAAAAB5A/i-SycZV8UfA/s1600/DSC04630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522627722309163954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQpz72W7I/AAAAAAAAB5A/i-SycZV8UfA/s320/DSC04630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; beautiful leaves..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQpViiiQI/AAAAAAAAB44/xB-_Pf19jC8/s1600/DSC04631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522627714149943554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQpViiiQI/AAAAAAAAB44/xB-_Pf19jC8/s320/DSC04631.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The 3 GIANTS.. hehe. taken by sharon at the bottom of the stairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522627698139143602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQoZ5RHbI/AAAAAAAAB4o/c_rQrA48wNE/s320/DSC04634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The top of the stairs overlooks a maze and playground.. all of us went in to play the maze and i came out the last.. i literally went thru every corner. the rest thought i was 'lost'. HAHA =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQo_x-HLI/AAAAAAAAB4w/KfxAThZi5jI/s1600/DSC04633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522627708309085362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQo_x-HLI/AAAAAAAAB4w/KfxAThZi5jI/s320/DSC04633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; super pretty! i like.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQoHLI_UI/AAAAAAAAB4g/3IAPCTPYdw8/s1600/DSC04635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522627693113834818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRQoHLI_UI/AAAAAAAAB4g/3IAPCTPYdw8/s320/DSC04635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPMbed-FI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/GlMUCmkLjs8/s1600/DSC04637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522626118015645778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPMbed-FI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/GlMUCmkLjs8/s320/DSC04637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; too bad these flowers and trees only bloom during this spring season.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPMMIYH0I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Jv6xDVUoMIQ/s1600/DSC04641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522626113896456002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPMMIYH0I/AAAAAAAAB4Q/Jv6xDVUoMIQ/s320/DSC04641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i like this pic of them.. they look so loving..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPLiIwWiI/AAAAAAAAB4I/d7m1QP3tvbI/s1600/DSC04644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522626102623754786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPLiIwWiI/AAAAAAAAB4I/d7m1QP3tvbI/s320/DSC04644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a miniature train station.. and passing train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPLIFTjVI/AAAAAAAAB4A/YbJucdBaCFM/s1600/DSC04646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522626095629962578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPLIFTjVI/AAAAAAAAB4A/YbJucdBaCFM/s320/DSC04646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; miniature house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPK75FYAI/AAAAAAAAB34/hD5TUH5kVKg/s1600/DSC04649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522626092357476354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRPK75FYAI/AAAAAAAAB34/hD5TUH5kVKg/s320/DSC04649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there were miniature pple too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNtboRisI/AAAAAAAAB3w/AlWe1iTPu5c/s1600/DSC04650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522624485969201858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNtboRisI/AAAAAAAAB3w/AlWe1iTPu5c/s320/DSC04650.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNtCTEPGI/AAAAAAAAB3o/sCgjVmVzD28/s1600/DSC04654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522624479169363042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNtCTEPGI/AAAAAAAAB3o/sCgjVmVzD28/s320/DSC04654.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Presenting the flowers.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNspmxfJI/AAAAAAAAB3g/YCrp9VrzJn8/s1600/DSC04657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522624472541133970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNspmxfJI/AAAAAAAAB3g/YCrp9VrzJn8/s320/DSC04657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNsf9Cr1I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/INUf1O_pUCk/s1600/DSC04661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522624469950181202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNsf9Cr1I/AAAAAAAAB3Y/INUf1O_pUCk/s320/DSC04661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNsPu6ukI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/SRbJ0DI1O30/s1600/DSC04663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522624465595972162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRNsPu6ukI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/SRbJ0DI1O30/s320/DSC04663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we really did feed the mosquitos well. luckily i only had 1 bite on my feet.. whew.. sharon wasnt so lucky - she had 6-8 bites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMHYYZlFI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BuA4dSOK4pc/s1600/DSC04664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522622732750656594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMHYYZlFI/AAAAAAAAB3I/BuA4dSOK4pc/s320/DSC04664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMHP7lvrI/AAAAAAAAB3A/2KYuD8Kq8jM/s1600/DSC04667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522622730482335410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMHP7lvrI/AAAAAAAAB3A/2KYuD8Kq8jM/s320/DSC04667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMGqd8vkI/AAAAAAAAB24/3_H1xdRUfnA/s1600/DSC04668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522622720425901634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMGqd8vkI/AAAAAAAAB24/3_H1xdRUfnA/s320/DSC04668.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Grandma touching the flowers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMGVs8uXI/AAAAAAAAB2w/dmvh3QgG7KY/s1600/DSC04671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522622714851670386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMGVs8uXI/AAAAAAAAB2w/dmvh3QgG7KY/s320/DSC04671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we look so tiny!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMFy5fPkI/AAAAAAAAB2o/D7sjEZ_PJJw/s1600/DSC04675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522622705509023298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRMFy5fPkI/AAAAAAAAB2o/D7sjEZ_PJJw/s320/DSC04675.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after the garden trip, we went to mandurah city centre to have lunch at cicerrello's - famous fish and chips. the restaurant overlooks the river..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKdborD7I/AAAAAAAAB2g/8c5TXZVKnFY/s1600/DSC04679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522620912558084018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKdborD7I/AAAAAAAAB2g/8c5TXZVKnFY/s320/DSC04679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKdPMlcUI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/OzaxL6xvIPQ/s1600/DSC04686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522620909219049794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKdPMlcUI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/OzaxL6xvIPQ/s320/DSC04686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKcxtACYI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/fxmbP6khjv0/s1600/DSC04687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522620901301946754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKcxtACYI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/fxmbP6khjv0/s320/DSC04687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice one =) 3 pretty ladies in a frame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKciOWE0I/AAAAAAAAB2I/nM8-pVUpxxo/s1600/DSC04688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522620897146835778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKciOWE0I/AAAAAAAAB2I/nM8-pVUpxxo/s320/DSC04688.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKcJOUGNI/AAAAAAAAB2A/QdzGcV_neC0/s1600/DSC04689.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522620890435819730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRKcJOUGNI/AAAAAAAAB2A/QdzGcV_neC0/s320/DSC04689.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who said couples can only take photos in this heart shaped frame? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI-ZezrmI/AAAAAAAAB14/zWZJC_Mq1Xo/s1600/DSC04690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522619279892262498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI-ZezrmI/AAAAAAAAB14/zWZJC_Mq1Xo/s320/DSC04690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dolphin Quay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI96YvM7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/e696pCOAjTk/s1600/DSC04694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522619271545303986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI96YvM7I/AAAAAAAAB1w/e696pCOAjTk/s320/DSC04694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the market there.. can find many decorative stuff but quite expensive.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI9s-L2cI/AAAAAAAAB1o/SOtFY_ECn4c/s1600/DSC04695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522619267944274370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI9s-L2cI/AAAAAAAAB1o/SOtFY_ECn4c/s320/DSC04695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum scooped up the ang-moh boy nxt to us and papa snapped the photo! not bad.. the 2 grandma's are steering the boat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI9VEgYCI/AAAAAAAAB1g/T9nzkeaXDR8/s1600/DSC04697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522619261528334370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRI9VEgYCI/AAAAAAAAB1g/T9nzkeaXDR8/s320/DSC04697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and ice cream at simmo's.. hey! dun steal my mint choc chip!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the last agenda for the day was rockingham.. there wasnt enuff time to go to rottnest island. u hav to take a boat there. neither was there time to go penguin island. so we only managed to see the beach. saw pple windsurfing.. got so much sand in our shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that was it - a nice family outing tgt.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4169986497870079162-6190219524048564583?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6190219524048564583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6190219524048564583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6190219524048564583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6190219524048564583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/went-out-early-monday-morn-wif-family.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRScXVTVAI/AAAAAAAAB5o/-Q66uep2Gik/s72-c/DSC04612.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-7342990313932645357</id><published>2010-09-29T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T00:58:59.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 30 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apologies for the backdated graduation pics! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAixxgbhI/AAAAAAAAB04/H-oh1kdwHnE/s1600/DSC04541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522610009283784210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAixxgbhI/AAAAAAAAB04/H-oh1kdwHnE/s320/DSC04541.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mum and Dad and me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAihmO5vI/AAAAAAAAB0w/t57pe6kQGKk/s1600/DSC04542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522610004941530866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAihmO5vI/AAAAAAAAB0w/t57pe6kQGKk/s320/DSC04542.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and grandma..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-O5RU-mI/AAAAAAAAB0o/wBPBeSMs6Pg/s1600/DSC04552.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522607468675660386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-O5RU-mI/AAAAAAAAB0o/wBPBeSMs6Pg/s320/DSC04552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-OW0bFXI/AAAAAAAAB0g/4kdi8IFtJyw/s1600/DSC04557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522607459427620210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-OW0bFXI/AAAAAAAAB0g/4kdi8IFtJyw/s320/DSC04557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We only realised later that there was a shade where it was easier to take our pics w/o squinting our eyes.. we're so stupid HAHA..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-OEyAlkI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/uxZj5BklUP4/s1600/DSC04559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522607454585656898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-OEyAlkI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/uxZj5BklUP4/s320/DSC04559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-NjOoeMI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/AbANi5ehRE4/s1600/DSC04560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522607445578905794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-NjOoeMI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/AbANi5ehRE4/s320/DSC04560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My 2 sisters and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-NFi0l9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/qkbgllMch40/s1600/DSC04563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522607437610522578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ-NFi0l9I/AAAAAAAAB0I/qkbgllMch40/s320/DSC04563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2EGjCHpI/AAAAAAAAB0A/3FeBK6zSMWs/s1600/DSC04564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522598487167999634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2EGjCHpI/AAAAAAAAB0A/3FeBK6zSMWs/s320/DSC04564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Julien and me.. my family and i were contemplating on getting the mortarboard (hat) with the yellow string cos mine is black and it doesnt look as nice as the yellow. luckily we didnt go back to the store to ask - julien told me that the yellow string hat is for masters students only.. =X OOPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522610018890733778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAjVj-2NI/AAAAAAAAB1A/NGalIfWtcas/s320/DSC04568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2D0oCZfI/AAAAAAAABz4/iLyWBiTqNv4/s1600/DSC04567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522598482357151218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2D0oCZfI/AAAAAAAABz4/iLyWBiTqNv4/s320/DSC04567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Family pic! nice hor? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2DG1F9yI/AAAAAAAABzw/ZKMQlQes_wE/s1600/DSC04568.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2CjlCofI/AAAAAAAABzg/UT2ThOF7QV0/s1600/61033_439697854227_550154227_4911887_4483374_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522598460601311730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQ2CjlCofI/AAAAAAAABzg/UT2ThOF7QV0/s320/61033_439697854227_550154227_4911887_4483374_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and phoebe (Hungry Jack's cum uni friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522610026757744866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAjy3n6OI/AAAAAAAAB1Q/7n7RsR4MD8U/s320/DSC04574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caren and me. sry its a little dim.. Caren had 2 bunch of flowers and 2 graduation bears! her bf give her one. so xian mu.. i hav nth =( anw, she lent me one of her flowers and bear to take pic with hehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522610022314353698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAjiUPJCI/AAAAAAAAB1I/sun4mOXYakc/s320/DSC04572.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzq8KbcnI/AAAAAAAABzI/MQXM94iR2zo/s1600/DSC04576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522595855860462194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzq8KbcnI/AAAAAAAABzI/MQXM94iR2zo/s320/DSC04576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the other person on the extreme right is oliver! also from the same country as julien - mauritius..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzqujJzjI/AAAAAAAABzA/OHd-JC6K_WQ/s1600/DSC04580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522595852206067250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzqujJzjI/AAAAAAAABzA/OHd-JC6K_WQ/s320/DSC04580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; receiving my certificate from the vice chancellor. i look so toot.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzqOY-jGI/AAAAAAAABy4/UcLHGaS9tQ0/s1600/DSC04582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522595843573451874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKQzqOY-jGI/AAAAAAAABy4/UcLHGaS9tQ0/s320/DSC04582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the bagpipe guy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7342990313932645357?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7342990313932645357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7342990313932645357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7342990313932645357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7342990313932645357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/thur-30-sept-2010-apologies-for.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TKRAixxgbhI/AAAAAAAAB04/H-oh1kdwHnE/s72-c/DSC04541.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-5407142165314858467</id><published>2010-09-26T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T07:13:38.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 26 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my graduation ceremony on tue.. it was such a rush that day. didnt hav electricity from 10am to 3pm cos of a stupid equipment upgrade outside. so cldnt charge the camera battery. mum had to purposely make a trip down to my popo's place to recharge the batt. also had to wait for sharon to finish sch then pick her up to go to my uni. when we reached, i had to hurry down to get my regalia cos the pickup time was going to end. after tt, took photos wif my family. and then becos i wanted to wait for my friends to come to take pics wif them, my family abandoned me to hav dinner outside first b4 heading down to the ceremony at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only my parents and grandma attended my ceremony. cos i only get 2 complimentary tickets. an extra ticket costs $35. heard from papa tt i'm the first grandchild's graduation tt my grandma attended. so my grandma didnt attend my other cousins' graduation ceremonies then? mmm.. anw, i felt really happy tt she was able to see me go on stage to receive my certificate =) i'm glad she came to perth wif dad =D i miss the whole family gathering tgt. its been a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we went into the curtin stadium, graduates were asked to sit in front in their allocated seats and the guests behind the graduates. i had the opportunity to sit in the very FIRST ROW!! haha.. my seat no. was A23. how cool is that?! i can see everyone going up on stage. i was lucky to also have my friends sit close to me. one of them sat nxt to me. another 2 sat behind. hehe.. the ceremony opened wif the chancellor, vice-chancellor and other lecturers going up on stage, followed by the australia national song. soon enuff, the masters students went up to receive their cert. and then, it was the bachelors' turn. when it was my turn, they announced, "Graduating with a distinction and a member of the vice-chancellor's list, Charmaine Yiru Tan" =) hell cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ceremony ended with a rock guy playing a a bagpipe with 3 holes for the fire to come out. he had mahawk hair, wearing sorta like a black scottish leather skirt with feathers on it. a little bit gothic. but the view was breathtaking. he was playing music from the bagpipe and pressing fire out the horns. he started wif amazing grace - my dad's favourite song. haha.. there was also jurassic park song and flintstones! so cute! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything's over, i met up wif my family again and my dad hugged me, saying he's so proud of me.. love ya dad. we had light refreshments. i asked for champagne while mum gt 2 coffees and 1 tea. dad cldnt slp till 4am that night cos of the coffee. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time that day.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to work today and dropped a box of glass bottles which i collected from the storeroom outside the store. i was so flustered when it dropped that i just used my bare hands to pick up the rest of the unbroken bottles. got 10 cuts on my hands altogether. had to pull out some glass shreds from my hands.. since i was alone, i cldnt leave the load and had to carry it back. the cuts kept on bleeding i tot it wldnt stop. one thing i noe for sure tt wld stop the bleeding was to lick my wounds. HAHA.. wad to do? i'm always so clumsy. true enuff, the bleeding stopped after a while. i dropped a plate and bowl just 2 days ago.. and cut my hand wif a knife while slicing a bread into half 1 wk ago. hais.. i'm nt cut out for manual labour seriously. but this is all i hav temporarily while i'm still searching for an accounting job =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot i cld fill my time up wif work tt day but it was cancelled and switched to an earlier day that wk. DAMN.. now there's nth to distract me tt day. i'm going to start emo-ing.. nt lookin forward to it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it alright if i still harbour thoughts and memories from the past? sometimes, i cant help but think abt it b4 i go to slp. its alr been close to 3 mths but the thoughts cant fully go away. why must it haunt me b4 i slp? *clench my fist*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5407142165314858467?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5407142165314858467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5407142165314858467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5407142165314858467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5407142165314858467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/sun-26-sept-2010-had-my-graduation.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1222341870775682243</id><published>2010-09-15T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T20:46:17.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 16 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the privilege to dine out wif nadira and her family last night at Charcoal chicken in Huntingdale. its a blessing she's moving permanently to perth to be wif her husband. Wads more, we may get to do CPA or CA tgt! planning to do a MYOB course as well =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the quick dinner, we drove over to her husband friend's place for a short visit. had indian-style teh tarik =D a little too milky for my taste but its alright.. hehe.. they're all from spore too! haaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, cant wait for nadira to come over so i'd hav 1 more friend here to join me! cya in dec nadira =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1222341870775682243?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1222341870775682243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1222341870775682243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1222341870775682243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1222341870775682243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/thur-16-sept-2010-had-privilege-to-dine.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-8793288032958607834</id><published>2010-09-13T03:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T00:22:31.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 14 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy the past few days. Last fri went out wif hungry jack's friends to burswood for buffet dinner. Paid $23.50 for the meal which i thought wasnt worth it, given the miserable spread. but it was the company that made it worthwhile. Tim, my thai friend, is moving to sydney for a new life. she has had some setbacks the past few mths so i hope this new place will give her a fresh start =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0yqhDMI/AAAAAAAAByw/pVvVY42TCDE/s1600/DSC04496.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345301505477826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0yqhDMI/AAAAAAAAByw/pVvVY42TCDE/s320/DSC04496.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0hh64gI/AAAAAAAAByo/xJ_w1cSBsMg/s1600/DSC04497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345296906019330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0hh64gI/AAAAAAAAByo/xJ_w1cSBsMg/s320/DSC04497.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0WhlViI/AAAAAAAAByg/bkL5YRLyaPQ/s1600/DSC04501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345293951817250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0WhlViI/AAAAAAAAByg/bkL5YRLyaPQ/s320/DSC04501.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rohan, Tim, me and Phoebe.. Phoebe looks so cute wif her new hair la.. so kawaii =) and both of us cut our hair short. so quite surprised to see each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-z2I-bjI/AAAAAAAAByY/lCSmc_5JTIg/s1600/DSC04502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345285258669618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-z2I-bjI/AAAAAAAAByY/lCSmc_5JTIg/s320/DSC04502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-kLFtcnI/AAAAAAAAByQ/IT4hsNgo7dw/s1600/DSC04514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345016004211314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-kLFtcnI/AAAAAAAAByQ/IT4hsNgo7dw/s320/DSC04514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-j1FEWrI/AAAAAAAAByI/njKQLg09V7E/s1600/DSC04515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345010095938226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-j1FEWrI/AAAAAAAAByI/njKQLg09V7E/s320/DSC04515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-jt6xEYI/AAAAAAAAByA/9VQvvOaY9Do/s1600/DSC04516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516345008173683074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-jt6xEYI/AAAAAAAAByA/9VQvvOaY9Do/s320/DSC04516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-iv9GrII/AAAAAAAABx4/ED3FxOA4_d4/s1600/DSC04522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516344991540489346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-iv9GrII/AAAAAAAABx4/ED3FxOA4_d4/s320/DSC04522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-iJcvlRI/AAAAAAAABxw/Q0Uis7_ee6A/s1600/DSC04524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516344981204210962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-iJcvlRI/AAAAAAAABxw/Q0Uis7_ee6A/s320/DSC04524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Started my new shift at Nando's - Amanda's workplace the nxt day. Thx amanda for refree-ing me.. Instead of waiting hopelessly for an accounting job and feeling all so sry for myself, I thought i'd distract myself from all sorts of depressing thoughts by working in the meantime. its a good distraction.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I even had to join caren and julien for dinner that very same day when i was aching from the day's job. cldnt postpone it any further cos i've alr done it twice hehe.. anyway, we had dinner at Subiaco's Jus Burgers. HAHA! how ironic.. there i am eating burgers when i'm so afraid of touching any burger after making a whole lot of them at hungry jack's and nando's to make me sick. lol.. Julien said that restaurant's burgers were award-winning. but after sitting down and having our fill, we all thought it wasnt tt fantastic. we had trouble eating our burgers cos they were so huge! one thing i liked though, were their side onion rings. oh gosh! its to die for.. its not like any ordinary onion rings i tell u. its real onions inside then they fry it crispy. when u bite it, its so DAMN JUICY! =) i like it so much!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after tt, we went nxt door to San Churro for dessert. its my 2nd time eating at that restaurant. first time, my cousin brought amanda and i there to try their san churros. nice addictive stuff. julien, his gf and i shared 6 churros with 2 bowls of dips - white choco and normal choco. OOPMH! caren took pics of them, shall post it up nxt time and let u see how delicious they are =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;u shld see the inscriptions on their walls.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;---- SAN CHURRO ---&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sweeten your life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Chocolate is my salvation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forget love, i'd rather fall in chocolate.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i like the last line. HAHA.. its sth i can relate to. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the last x-factor that evening was my dad and grandma's arrival to perth. after julien dropped me off, i opened the door to see them smiling.. and cold.. hehe. miss them terribly.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the nxt day, i tagged along wif my parents and grandma to see our new house. its still under construction but since my last visit there, they've done a little of the ground pavings at the front porch, they've installed the room dressing cupboards, master bedroom toilet glass, toilets, gas. heard from mum they're bringing in the garage door today.. cant wait!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to work yest again.. didnt stuff up as much as i did the first shift but i'm still slow in reading and making orders but i guess that's normal for trainees. at night, grandma, dad, amanda and i played mahjong =) grandma lost everything.. again. dad was the biggest winner. DAMN! haha..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as for today, well.. i didnt do anything. lol. guess i better start looking for jobs again. so far, i've had 17 rejections. hope i can find one soon. i dun tink i'm cut out for back kitchen work. haaa...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-8793288032958607834?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8793288032958607834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8793288032958607834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8793288032958607834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8793288032958607834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/tue-14-sept-2010-been-busy-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TI3-0yqhDMI/AAAAAAAAByw/pVvVY42TCDE/s72-c/DSC04496.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2753333174627520825</id><published>2010-09-08T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T22:29:24.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 9 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lost hope.. in finding a job. in finding love. in finding friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can graduates find jobs when employers are so picky abt work experience? the more i apply for jobs, the more rejections i get..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday i get up, its the same routine. it doesnt matter when i wake up. i dun hav anything on my agenda for the day. freshen up, hav bfast, turn on the pc to search for jobs, hav lunch, continue searching hopelessly, watch movies, shower, dinner, tv, slp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'm going to snap soon. i feel like i've no aim in life. i feel unimpt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can i find love when i dun get to meet much pple? i'm limited in the no. of friends i make in perth. sometimes i see how my sister makes such a wide circle of friends here, i feel jealous. like how ming wei puts it, i dun hav a common topic wif the pple here.. its hard to find true friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish my family can help me see the good in perth. so i wun complain abt my stay there. i hate feeling stuck in the middle of nowwhere. how can anyone choose btwn their family and how they truly feel abt they want in the future? esp. when they are at 2 opposite ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit u wei leong. i hate u.. thx for accelerating my pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2753333174627520825?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2753333174627520825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2753333174627520825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2753333174627520825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2753333174627520825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/thur-9-sept-2010-lost-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2702168395219138299</id><published>2010-09-04T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:31:30.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sad Scroll Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A sunrise means a new hope for the new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away your tears, brush away the negative thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day and it will bring a better tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How appropriate..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2702168395219138299?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2702168395219138299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2702168395219138299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2702168395219138299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2702168395219138299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/sad-scroll-day-sunrise-means-new-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-9090802124456815900</id><published>2010-09-04T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T20:29:44.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 5 Sept 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morn, i took out the tatty bear he gave me, from the plastic bag hidden in the closet. My reasoning: its an expensive soft toy. dun wan it to go to waste..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i deluding myself? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u prefer to combine all the hurt and frustration in one day and cry it all out OR suffer it a little bit every day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given a choice, i would prefer the former. but i'm chained to the latter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-9090802124456815900?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/9090802124456815900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=9090802124456815900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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applying to the Western Australian Treasury Corporation and Office of the Auditor General!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so shitty..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5544104265438808011?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5544104265438808011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5544104265438808011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5544104265438808011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5544104265438808011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/09/17-job-applications-and-2-failed.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7959626562867037866</id><published>2010-09-03T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T21:39:51.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 4 September 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running feels good. keeps ur mind off stuff for a moment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming on the other hand, digs up what's hidden in your heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Mood Swings just make it worse!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6863454456575033074</id><published>2010-08-29T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T21:55:23.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 30 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its almost the end of aug.. how time flies. had choon kiat come over yest for a simple delicious home cooked meal as well as celebrate his bdae.. went to pick him up at his new canningvale place. didnt noe we actually live quite near each other though i'm in thornlie.. its only 5 mins away la.. and the funny thing is, my family is moving to canningvale soon while in march, he's moving to thornlie with his housemate after his rental lease expires. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met his dog mollie, a kelpie (sheep dog).. according to him, she's only 9 mths old and my, is she huge! but super energetic! she jumps onto pple the minute they step into the house.. i gt licked on my lips when i entered.. u noe, sometimes its good to be tall.. HAHA! it likes to bite ur fingers too, but in a playful way.. found out from ck tt she's rather noti. likes to bite the curtains and pee on the carpet.. it used to jump over the fence to the neighbour's yard too! eeks! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's fostering the dog now.. according to him, if the stray dog is not fostered within 3 days, the dog pound will put it to slp. so poor thing =( just 3 days lea! and the fostering will continue till someone decides to adopt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had kong ba bao.. again.. haha! last bdae mum also made him kong ba bao.. had steamed chicken, liu wei tang, and cabbage with black fungus, tang hoon and wadver other ingredients inside =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we watched karate kid.. a short while later, took out the cake.. and then continued watching the karate kid. after which, dropped ck back home.. amanda and sharon decided to come along to see mollie.. sharon was so scared of mollie tt she hid behind me -.-" she was expecting a smaller dog.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszehiSIHI/AAAAAAAABxg/Qg3NFYbgaGs/s1600/DSC04362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055168509190258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszehiSIHI/AAAAAAAABxg/Qg3NFYbgaGs/s320/DSC04362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; super duper chocolate MUDPIE from michel pattisserie.. best cakes ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszeTt0kzI/AAAAAAAABxY/O6leeQU3vyM/s1600/DSC04366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055164799488818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszeTt0kzI/AAAAAAAABxY/O6leeQU3vyM/s320/DSC04366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszeNbzcII/AAAAAAAABxQ/ephmefhfaKg/s1600/DSC04368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055163113304194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszeNbzcII/AAAAAAAABxQ/ephmefhfaKg/s320/DSC04368.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszdl2QDCI/AAAAAAAABxI/5MpJPVNgxM8/s1600/DSC04369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511055152486812706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszdl2QDCI/AAAAAAAABxI/5MpJPVNgxM8/s320/DSC04369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszMcNlyvI/AAAAAAAABxA/UlXRQ6mYa_8/s1600/DSC04373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511054857842576114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszMcNlyvI/AAAAAAAABxA/UlXRQ6mYa_8/s320/DSC04373.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszMKDklXI/AAAAAAAABw4/EzBTXaHT3vE/s1600/DSC04375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511054852968715634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszMKDklXI/AAAAAAAABw4/EzBTXaHT3vE/s320/DSC04375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszLRPbuPI/AAAAAAAABww/hnXCADJBpEU/s1600/Photo165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511054837717645554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszLRPbuPI/AAAAAAAABww/hnXCADJBpEU/s320/Photo165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszK7rxKZI/AAAAAAAABwo/cmmJyaF9QLo/s1600/Photo168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511054831930911122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszK7rxKZI/AAAAAAAABwo/cmmJyaF9QLo/s320/Photo168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mollie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszKXC_ogI/AAAAAAAABwg/bG-CuhP2lnw/s1600/Photo173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511054822096216578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszKXC_ogI/AAAAAAAABwg/bG-CuhP2lnw/s320/Photo173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mollie was so busy licking chicken stains off amanda's pants.. lol.. yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-6863454456575033074?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6863454456575033074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6863454456575033074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6863454456575033074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6863454456575033074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/mon-30-aug-2010-its-almost-end-of-aug.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/THszehiSIHI/AAAAAAAABxg/Qg3NFYbgaGs/s72-c/DSC04362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-4436839755174577932</id><published>2010-08-26T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:23:41.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 27 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Finding jobs are such a chore.. i've been thru all the job and company sites and only managed to submit my application to 2 of them - one to KPMG, another to a recruitment agency on behalf of a govt office (Western Australian Treasury Corporation). i'm beginning to regret applying to WATC cos the interview process will be grilling.. i have to appear in front of a panel of interviewers - possibly 4 pple against 1! no wonder they say govt jobs are so much harder to get in.. now i get it.. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hais.. alot of jobs openings are closed and the nxt opening is in Feb 2011 for job positions in Feb 2012!!! this is ridiculous! why do i have to wait 1.5 yrs just to get a job? wad am i going to do in the meantime? this is so stupid.. grrrrr... when i've started to possibly embrace a life, a future in australia wif my family, i suddenly feel like falling back to spore to find a job, where opportunities are so abundant. not like "dry" boring perth... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my pimples are back to attack me! argh! dunno wad i can do to prevent them.. seriously i've tried so many ways. think its all the job stress, cold weather stress, emotional stress.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, these are some delayed photos from my JC class chalet 2 wks ago =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDK1bsm4I/AAAAAAAABvo/Hp57ssdg6dA/s1600/40569_454172381788_778391788_6347321_150230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509665047555382146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDK1bsm4I/AAAAAAAABvo/Hp57ssdg6dA/s320/40569_454172381788_778391788_6347321_150230_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509665058389611570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDLdyx1DI/AAAAAAAABvw/KfVzn4qfZZ8/s320/40569_454172386788_778391788_6347322_7055966_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;a more informal pic of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDKnXE5QI/AAAAAAAABvg/Wbdx0CK-vJg/s1600/40569_454172411788_778391788_6347325_5637280_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509665043777905922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDKnXE5QI/AAAAAAAABvg/Wbdx0CK-vJg/s320/40569_454172411788_778391788_6347325_5637280_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; playing monopoly deal cards for the first time, with ying hui behind slpin due to her drowsy flu medicine =) poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDKNCA2RI/AAAAAAAABvY/UfPxdH-M2Ho/s1600/40569_454172416788_778391788_6347326_6199061_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509665036710238482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDKNCA2RI/AAAAAAAABvY/UfPxdH-M2Ho/s320/40569_454172416788_778391788_6347326_6199061_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had maggi noodle and leftover steamboat for supper at 2am before slpin~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDJ2l7JyI/AAAAAAAABvQ/AmI8cL8XvJo/s1600/40811_454171856788_778391788_6347268_1398764_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509665030686844706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZDJ2l7JyI/AAAAAAAABvQ/AmI8cL8XvJo/s320/40811_454171856788_778391788_6347268_1398764_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC087kO5I/AAAAAAAABvI/DA_0WD4878w/s1600/40811_454171871788_778391788_6347271_928230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509664671610977170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC087kO5I/AAAAAAAABvI/DA_0WD4878w/s320/40811_454171871788_778391788_6347271_928230_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the guys outside bbq-ing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC0vKOdPI/AAAAAAAABvA/F1xDvA5xbJg/s1600/41158_454170896788_778391788_6347172_3885739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509664667914368242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC0vKOdPI/AAAAAAAABvA/F1xDvA5xbJg/s320/41158_454170896788_778391788_6347172_3885739_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; inside the house steamboating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC0H6bbtI/AAAAAAAABu4/fT3vL7Vfq30/s1600/44427_454172121788_778391788_6347300_8215089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509664657379126994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZC0H6bbtI/AAAAAAAABu4/fT3vL7Vfq30/s320/44427_454172121788_778391788_6347300_8215089_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCzzZk6qI/AAAAAAAABuw/ULpJ_wG6XGI/s1600/44427_454172126788_778391788_6347301_7449999_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509664651872627362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCzzZk6qI/AAAAAAAABuw/ULpJ_wG6XGI/s320/44427_454172126788_778391788_6347301_7449999_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the 1/2 hr class walk along changi beach to changi village..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCzrf3OJI/AAAAAAAABuo/7HBxXnwXL6I/s1600/44762_454171121788_778391788_6347196_377294_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509664649751509138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCzrf3OJI/AAAAAAAABuo/7HBxXnwXL6I/s320/44762_454171121788_778391788_6347196_377294_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; raw chicken and mutton.. tt's a hell lot of mutton! eeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJmKczHI/AAAAAAAABug/4I2hjX1CMik/s1600/45545_454171566788_778391788_6347243_1808117_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509663926765014130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJmKczHI/AAAAAAAABug/4I2hjX1CMik/s320/45545_454171566788_778391788_6347243_1808117_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; smoking chicken on the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJWF04vI/AAAAAAAABuY/QD_4k3qSlxU/s1600/44762_454171151788_778391788_6347202_6325776_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509663922450653938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJWF04vI/AAAAAAAABuY/QD_4k3qSlxU/s320/44762_454171151788_778391788_6347202_6325776_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i caught that smirk jordain! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJLOo0WI/AAAAAAAABuQ/mk3CtQrx7FM/s1600/44762_454171161788_778391788_6347203_7373904_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509663919534821730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCJLOo0WI/AAAAAAAABuQ/mk3CtQrx7FM/s320/44762_454171161788_778391788_6347203_7373904_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCIpFiAWI/AAAAAAAABuI/RHbI0G68x-g/s1600/45545_454171546788_778391788_6347240_4386089_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509663910369821026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCIpFiAWI/AAAAAAAABuI/RHbI0G68x-g/s320/45545_454171546788_778391788_6347240_4386089_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCIY1-w6I/AAAAAAAABuA/W67nRFU1VKs/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509663906009629602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/THZCIY1-w6I/AAAAAAAABuA/W67nRFU1VKs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/4169986497870079162-4436839755174577932?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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those wif him. best of all, i tried new things! i loved the jazz bar, all the food i've eaten, my new short hairstyle, kayaking, JC class chalet, reverse bungy and mac bfast wif sean =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, there are always regrets. regretted not being able to go drinkin wif jordain, do elderly voluntering wif zu xing, go for an overseas trip wif friends, swenson's ice cream buffet, fishing/prawning and cycling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally unpacked all my stuff. besides tt, i had to clear away some of his stuff. im still upset. i tear when i read thru the cards he gave me for the last time b4 chuckin it away in a plastic bag to be stored in the cupboard. mum actually cleared away the soft toys he gave me and the artificial valentines' day flowers b4 i came back to perth. she even asked if i wanted to throw away the piggy which he made for me wif green beans inside, which looked extremely flat and slightly dirty by now. but i refused.. i tink i'm still holding on to a false hope. i haven gotten over him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these words abt always waiting for u, love is the most wonderful thing besides u, it's not easy to come this far so let's not end this r/s and treat me better are all empty promises. i've been hopelessly duped by a guy.. hais.. thank u for the scrapbk where u wrote the sunshine poem, the card that plays a song once i open it, the box of fragrant flowers wif ur handmade paper rose and burnt paper note, the beauty and the beast musical box from japan, the rabbit from build-a-bear workshop and the bracelet which u had inscribed wif my name and urs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hav to close this chapter in my life and move on. i've to open another but i dun tink its anytime soon. i dun wan a rebound guy nor make another guy wait for me. its nt worth the hurt anymore... sighhhhhsss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1138642956452792597</id><published>2010-08-20T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:27:40.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 20 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looks like i've to backtrack. heez.. so sry.. too busy playing to update =p mmm wad did i do last wk? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tue was supposed to go for swenson's buffet but wilson only found out tt we were misled. ok he misled us.. the 1-for-1 ice cream buffet voucher was only valid till 30 sept &lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;!!! to tink tt i was dreaming of becoming ice cream princess tt day! so we just ended up having normal western food at ion that day.. thur was supposed to go to johor bahru but cancelled it cos aisuan and wilson were not feeling well =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;sat went down to my class' JC chalet. sheryl drove us there =) how lucky for us.. hehe. it was at changi's fairy pt bungalow. quite ulu that place. was kinda lookin fwd to cycling that aft.. but i didnt noe tt place is so far away from east coast park wif little amenities. i gtta admit tho, the place was really big. wad a huge kitchen! wif 3 bedrooms and 3 big toilets! we played card games the entire aft (i learnt how to play german bridge and hearts!) then had bbq and steamboat tgt.. half of us were inside steamboating, the rest outside bbq-ing chicken and mutton. i was quite distracted when i saw wl after 1.5 mths. we were careful nt to bump into each other. he went outside to bbq while i was inside steamboating. so weird. i played monopoly card game wif my classmates while he watched. then when i went to bed, he came out. its like we were trying to avoid each other at all costs. i was even contemplating if i shld head home and abort my plan to stay over for the night. but i had to face the music sooner or later. i must accept tt he he was my JC classmate and nth can change tt. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i slept over. had steamboat supper at 2am wif maggi noodle. and then went to slp. but cldnt. i was easily disturbed by the noise outside and the fact tt it was cold, despite the blanket. later on when the 3 gals joined me and yh on the queen size bed, it was alot worse. can u imagine 5 gals slpin horizontally on a queen size bed? it was SUPER squeezy! u'd wake up the other 2 by ur side when u move -.-" maybe i shld hav gone home to slp. but anw, i enjoyed myself and didnt regret stayin over. missed catchin up wif my friends.. thank u wen hao for organising this event and getting us to go for a short walk to changi village and back after dinner!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the nxt day i had to leave the chalet early to go for church as it was an obligatory day: Assumption of the Blessed Virgin Mary. i didnt slp a wink the night b4. and was battling my heavy eyelids during the church service. after tt, my family and i went for lunch at lot 1 then proceeded back to my place for a gathering. i played mahjong for the last time b4 going back. was really lucky and won $55! =) wahahah.. my luck this time round very gd.. dunno why. won a total of $125 from the 4 games i played over 4 wkends. won 3 lost 1..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the flwg mon met up wif my JC gang to celebrate mw's bdae. first we tried reverse bungy at clarke quay! cant believe i actually took it. was really expensive.. i was soooo scared tt zu xing offered his hand for me to squeeze during the ride. lol.. on the way up and down, i was screamin so loud and laughing at the same. so weird.. pple must tink i'm crazy.. HAHA! it was a gd experience.. after tt, had dinner and went to ben and jerry's. wanted to try the vermonster but then realised it costs $88 wif 20 different scoops of flavours! too expensive and too full to even consider it. also passed mw the headphones we bought for him! =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on tue, met up wif my sec sch mates one last time. had buffet at causeway pt's seoul garden! ate so much we cld barely move. eunice and i even tried all the 6 different flavours of ice cream! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the day b4 i left, i went to cut my hair again. also did soft straightening. both sponsored by my dear aunty.. so nice la.. this was wad she sent me:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Don't worry abt the amt. Kuku will pay for u as a gift for yr graduation n Kuku wants u to look nice n pretty."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awwww.... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;close to midnight, i met up wif my internship colleague who bought me a souvenir from china. a really sweet looking umbrella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vsSJnOI/AAAAAAAABtY/WwBMdV__LvI/s1600/DSC04342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477652615306466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vsSJnOI/AAAAAAAABtY/WwBMdV__LvI/s320/DSC04342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wilson gave me these and put them in my black heels as decoration -.-" who wld put in there?! so stinko!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vQp43fI/AAAAAAAABtQ/zgkUGTGP_Vk/s1600/DSC04344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477645198679538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vQp43fI/AAAAAAAABtQ/zgkUGTGP_Vk/s320/DSC04344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the umbrella cover.. so nice ah~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vN45ceI/AAAAAAAABtI/CL2amqgq4w4/s1600/DSC04345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477644456325602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vN45ceI/AAAAAAAABtI/CL2amqgq4w4/s320/DSC04345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my mum said it looked so wayang.. got mea? she even asked me if i dare to bring it out -.- i tot it looks pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59u3uPTvI/AAAAAAAABtA/6cFiq9kH8GI/s1600/DSC04346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477638506041074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59u3uPTvI/AAAAAAAABtA/6cFiq9kH8GI/s320/DSC04346.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59unafTKI/AAAAAAAABs4/KStrlHcjJeY/s1600/DSC04348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477634128235682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59unafTKI/AAAAAAAABs4/KStrlHcjJeY/s320/DSC04348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hehe i like this pic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59ZYKaefI/AAAAAAAABsw/_a_E2Nc1PQo/s1600/40533_452949328473_776108473_6222446_4116477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477269257026034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59ZYKaefI/AAAAAAAABsw/_a_E2Nc1PQo/s320/40533_452949328473_776108473_6222446_4116477_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The seoul garden buffet.. tried all kinds of marinated meat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59Y_pqbXI/AAAAAAAABso/9THsyeYs_lo/s1600/45190_452949593473_776108473_6222450_6899176_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477262677208434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59Y_pqbXI/AAAAAAAABso/9THsyeYs_lo/s320/45190_452949593473_776108473_6222450_6899176_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59Y2zKexI/AAAAAAAABsg/GlBdDRsSIeU/s1600/45190_452949598473_776108473_6222451_3041973_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477260301138706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59Y2zKexI/AAAAAAAABsg/GlBdDRsSIeU/s320/45190_452949598473_776108473_6222451_3041973_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the hot plate and steamboat were placed inside a hole in the middle of the table. how interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59YuYSQCI/AAAAAAAABsY/VOVdCo3nWVM/s1600/45190_452949603473_776108473_6222452_312256_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477258040918050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59YuYSQCI/AAAAAAAABsY/VOVdCo3nWVM/s320/45190_452949603473_776108473_6222452_312256_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; many many empty plates means many many stomachs filled! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59YbIglQI/AAAAAAAABsQ/7G9klWQFl3c/s1600/45190_452949608473_776108473_6222453_4890624_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507477252874474754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59YbIglQI/AAAAAAAABsQ/7G9klWQFl3c/s320/45190_452949608473_776108473_6222453_4890624_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the tao ge competition btwn aisuan and wilson.. they gt use garlic, soya sauce and pepper to cook ok? experts sia.. i cant even bother oops!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58YTaHOjI/AAAAAAAABrg/u3BtS2IbVSc/s1600/45190_452949618473_776108473_6222455_4196409_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476151289199154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58YTaHOjI/AAAAAAAABrg/u3BtS2IbVSc/s320/45190_452949618473_776108473_6222455_4196409_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eunice trying to deshell her prawns nicely while wilson is makin fun of her wif the chopsticks.. so evil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58YLX2EjI/AAAAAAAABrY/6zqArRUnAV4/s1600/45254_452950588473_776108473_6222471_1600168_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476149132202546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58YLX2EjI/AAAAAAAABrY/6zqArRUnAV4/s320/45254_452950588473_776108473_6222471_1600168_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mimi and her ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58X0Z-sxI/AAAAAAAABrQ/yKYi3aiMZqk/s1600/46137_452950478473_776108473_6222463_476880_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476142967141138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58X0Z-sxI/AAAAAAAABrQ/yKYi3aiMZqk/s320/46137_452950478473_776108473_6222463_476880_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me and aisuan thrown into jail for tt minute.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58XpSmdQI/AAAAAAAABrI/xDulotKhk48/s1600/46137_452950483473_776108473_6222464_4835767_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476139983402242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58XpSmdQI/AAAAAAAABrI/xDulotKhk48/s320/46137_452950483473_776108473_6222464_4835767_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; both of us were supposed to show sad faces lor.. aisuan played cheat by covering her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58XXmJWPI/AAAAAAAABrA/rKOjBSTsSik/s1600/46137_452950508473_776108473_6222469_4619992_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507476135233542386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG58XXmJWPI/AAAAAAAABrA/rKOjBSTsSik/s320/46137_452950508473_776108473_6222469_4619992_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so colourful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57Wu0UmrI/AAAAAAAABq4/HasZFMx0iPw/s1600/40439_418079192337_645017337_4857154_8012116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507475024775518898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57Wu0UmrI/AAAAAAAABq4/HasZFMx0iPw/s320/40439_418079192337_645017337_4857154_8012116_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mw's bdae celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57WZF7p9I/AAAAAAAABqw/Wi_TBq_VNu8/s1600/40439_418079197337_645017337_4857155_355935_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507475018943801298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57WZF7p9I/AAAAAAAABqw/Wi_TBq_VNu8/s320/40439_418079197337_645017337_4857155_355935_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495342826961314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG6N1ZdRuaI/AAAAAAAABto/p-tROV8PHXs/s320/40439_418079182337_645017337_4857152_7603784_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507495348797002210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG6N1vspUeI/AAAAAAAABtw/3nbeWcqhDxI/s320/40439_418079177337_645017337_4857151_2855109_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507496050493107330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG6OeluCLII/AAAAAAAABt4/_oJFHJzMLws/s320/40439_418079187337_645017337_4857153_3232821_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57WNUYZSI/AAAAAAAABqo/F9yXmVJy0oY/s1600/44799_418079632337_645017337_4857162_6630514_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507475015783179554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57WNUYZSI/AAAAAAAABqo/F9yXmVJy0oY/s320/44799_418079632337_645017337_4857162_6630514_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i tink 3 scoops are enuff for us.. thank u.. the vermonster can kill us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57VxwRDeI/AAAAAAAABqg/fA3W5eI5u-s/s1600/44799_418079637337_645017337_4857163_5628949_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507475008383946210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57VxwRDeI/AAAAAAAABqg/fA3W5eI5u-s/s320/44799_418079637337_645017337_4857163_5628949_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HALO bdae gift!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57VjL1gWI/AAAAAAAABqY/GXBs-WEpe7Y/s1600/44799_418079642337_645017337_4857164_5503622_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507475004473049442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG57VjL1gWI/AAAAAAAABqY/GXBs-WEpe7Y/s320/44799_418079642337_645017337_4857164_5503622_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hehe.. =p meet the mischevious little boy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1138642956452792597?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1138642956452792597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1138642956452792597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1138642956452792597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1138642956452792597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/fri-20-aug-2010-looks-like-ive-to.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TG59vsSJnOI/AAAAAAAABtY/WwBMdV__LvI/s72-c/DSC04342.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-311891753061465634</id><published>2010-08-09T02:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T03:09:10.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 9 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been really eventful for me. monday went swimming, tue celebrated eunice's bdae, thur i went to the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was supposed to go cycling. zx and i went to west coast only to discover tt there was no bicycle kiosk there, only pedal go-karts available -.-" and to tink tt we combed the entire park in vain.. if we had done our research earlier, zx wldnt hav lost his wallet in the taxi on the way to west coast. after walkin instead of cycling in west coast, we took a trip down to ang mo kio to retrieve his lost wallet. luckily he made the call early and the taxi driver was able to find his wallet wif everything in tact. whew~ gave me and him a shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met up the rest for dinner at Modestos in Elizabeth Hotel which was situated in quite an ulu place in orchard. hav to walk in one.. but it was a quiet place. nice for chit chat and the atmosphere was very serene and posh. like eating in a hotel restaurant. the svc was really gd too.. the staff even walk past to ask if the food was to our liking.. ming wei had a 1-for-1 voucher. so we ordered 3 pizzas and 2 pastas. didnt noe we can eat so much =X that night, i had the honour of being the only gal and escorted by 4 guys HEHE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LVPmgV0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/KS9ahvnCXeE/s1600/38987_417457043670_581558670_4947736_758660_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340835495761730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LVPmgV0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/KS9ahvnCXeE/s320/38987_417457043670_581558670_4947736_758660_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Salmon pizza. the best pizza we had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LU1dJJfI/AAAAAAAABqI/mEJNWuXK8R0/s1600/38987_417457048670_581558670_4947737_4838054_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340828477171186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LU1dJJfI/AAAAAAAABqI/mEJNWuXK8R0/s320/38987_417457048670_581558670_4947737_4838054_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Seafood pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LUhyRNrI/AAAAAAAABqA/XLn9Sq5T5P0/s1600/38987_417457053670_581558670_4947738_213537_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340823197071026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LUhyRNrI/AAAAAAAABqA/XLn9Sq5T5P0/s320/38987_417457053670_581558670_4947738_213537_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Funghi Carbonara - lotsa lotsa mushrooms wif bacon and super creaminess! i didnt really fancy it cos the sauce was too thick but the guys love it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LURu7lGI/AAAAAAAABp4/4SS8zyMPi5c/s1600/38987_417457058670_581558670_4947739_4851672_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340818888103010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LURu7lGI/AAAAAAAABp4/4SS8zyMPi5c/s320/38987_417457058670_581558670_4947739_4851672_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Spaghetti bologneise.. k i tink i'll just stick to the normal. always the best heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LCM8oxwI/AAAAAAAABpw/XWZ18fVRYso/s1600/38987_417457063670_581558670_4947740_5754119_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340508365768450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LCM8oxwI/AAAAAAAABpw/XWZ18fVRYso/s320/38987_417457063670_581558670_4947740_5754119_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last pizza for the day - Vegetarian! ordered it cos jackson was still hungry. i really pei fu tt guy lea. his last meal was the previous day's lunch. how can he go so long w/o food?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LB-SOOTI/AAAAAAAABpo/46I8gfemvUA/s1600/39818_417457498670_581558670_4947744_4891049_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340504429771058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LB-SOOTI/AAAAAAAABpo/46I8gfemvUA/s320/39818_417457498670_581558670_4947744_4891049_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LBtCrlgI/AAAAAAAABpg/Q1xnCv3Yz1g/s1600/39818_417457523670_581558670_4947748_8385090_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LBQ9QTEI/AAAAAAAABpY/f_TNH6OTOCA/s1600/40767_417458658670_581558670_4947777_1640570_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340492262231106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LBQ9QTEI/AAAAAAAABpY/f_TNH6OTOCA/s320/40767_417458658670_581558670_4947777_1640570_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the guys playing ard. HAHA! i like this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LA601jUI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zsp9GfPCrdk/s1600/40767_417458668670_581558670_4947779_6303794_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503340486321343810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LA601jUI/AAAAAAAABpQ/zsp9GfPCrdk/s320/40767_417458668670_581558670_4947779_6303794_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVgse3XI/AAAAAAAABpI/BAFUhfHPPNQ/s1600/38558_417459098670_581558670_4947801_5622198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503339740572605810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVgse3XI/AAAAAAAABpI/BAFUhfHPPNQ/s320/38558_417459098670_581558670_4947801_5622198_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVU6K0qI/AAAAAAAABpA/ko4ZBDEI55U/s1600/40767_417458673670_581558670_4947780_7957757_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503339737408787106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVU6K0qI/AAAAAAAABpA/ko4ZBDEI55U/s320/40767_417458673670_581558670_4947780_7957757_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; darn! forgot to take a pic wif bong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVN9hJdI/AAAAAAAABo4/sAiGgYn9qwE/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503339735543784914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KVN9hJdI/AAAAAAAABo4/sAiGgYn9qwE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KU4eKDMI/AAAAAAAABow/CizTf7izO04/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503339729775103170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KU4eKDMI/AAAAAAAABow/CizTf7izO04/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;HAA! this is my favourite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KUgeoVNI/AAAAAAAABoo/-0suakAoPhg/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503339723334636754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_KUgeoVNI/AAAAAAAABoo/-0suakAoPhg/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sat i went for kayaking wif my uni friend and her JC friends at lower seletar reservoir park for $15 per 2 hours. it was a little awkward but it was fine. i wanted to try sth new. tot i wld capsize.. and u noe la, i fear deep water cos u dunno wad is underneath sth which u can nv touch. but the boat was pretty stable and heavy. we had to carry it ourselves, from the shed to the water. 2 pple hav to carry one boat. there was the single as well as the double boats. we hired 3 singles and 1 double. i took the single. but had the chance to go on the double too. it was quite dangerous really. in the water, we just pushed the boats tgt and then transferred from boat to boat. but we had our life jackets on la. so it was ok.. strangely enuff, the double boat was more shaky cos there were 2 weights to support. nevertheless we enjoyed ourselves. our arms were so sore from pedaling that we got up shore in a little less than 1.5 hrs. it was alr 2.30pm then and we were starving. so we carried the boats back and cleaned ourselves. after tt went to amk hub to have new york new york. i had fish and chips and we shared nachos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;got home abt 5pm then had to bathe to get ready to go to my aunt's place to celebrate my cousin's bdae. tot we wld hav chinese food but was quite shocked to find tt they ordered kfc and pizza.. oh no.. not more fried food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday, went church and after lunch at lot 1, my relatives and i bought tickets to watch The Last Airbender. 8 of us sat in a row. the movie wasnt so fantastic. i agree tt everything went too fast, like the producer just briefly touched the surface of the whole story. but i heard this show is from the comics so it is difficult to squeeze a whole series into 1 short movie. so.. i'll give a little credit to him la. after the movie, we went home to play mahjong. this time i lost. but didnt lose everything, unlike my grandma and auntie. my dad was the biggest winner! hoo hoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4169986497870079162-311891753061465634?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/311891753061465634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=311891753061465634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/311891753061465634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/311891753061465634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/mon-9-aug-2010-this-week-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TF_LVPmgV0I/AAAAAAAABqQ/KS9ahvnCXeE/s72-c/38987_417457043670_581558670_4947736_758660_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-13850505784561270</id><published>2010-08-04T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T22:29:32.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 5 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 22nd ("34th") bdae eunice! Be happy and young at heart always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a blast on tue. baked cookies in the afternoon. one failed attempt, but nevertheless the cookies still taste ok.. the chocolate cookies were meant to be soft, according to wilson, but the first few trays turned out to be hard but extremely crunchy. YUM! reminds me of famous amos cookies. i tot it was good. but after some time left out in the open, it became softer.. so sad =( also baked my favourite 'melting moments' shortbread lemon cream cookies. the cream was abit too sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up wif sean, weixian and aisuan for dinner. mimi was away on holidays.. wish she was there wif us.. went to sakae sushi for dinner.. ordered quite alot till we were too full to finish. but tt doesnt mean we cldnt still eat. there was ALWAYS SPACE for dessert =) proceeded down to new york new york to hav the giant banana split. and then eunice's cake was served. chocolate pudding cake! we had a gd time, wif all the laughter and jokes.. hehe.. hope eunice will rem tt day 4ever.. the day she grew older by 12 yrs.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpETKm3fXI/AAAAAAAABog/kQxrwzk4_MM/s1600/33492_417085176645_540746645_5290124_2851743_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784990842060146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpETKm3fXI/AAAAAAAABog/kQxrwzk4_MM/s320/33492_417085176645_540746645_5290124_2851743_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEGfGZU6I/AAAAAAAABoY/GHrQGqPBlpo/s1600/33492_417085186645_540746645_5290126_4594825_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784773004710818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEGfGZU6I/AAAAAAAABoY/GHrQGqPBlpo/s320/33492_417085186645_540746645_5290126_4594825_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEGFJfXsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/scDlYWQ77YA/s1600/33492_417085191645_540746645_5290127_4358322_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784766038367938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEGFJfXsI/AAAAAAAABoQ/scDlYWQ77YA/s320/33492_417085191645_540746645_5290127_4358322_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784091668711698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDe07PCRI/AAAAAAAABmo/gBmQpvmqY8I/s320/40324_417084886645_540746645_5290114_1522179_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEFkFzHQI/AAAAAAAABoI/VekVToYVNHc/s1600/39468_417086261645_540746645_5290166_3578680_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784757164514562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEFkFzHQI/AAAAAAAABoI/VekVToYVNHc/s320/39468_417086261645_540746645_5290166_3578680_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEFaZ2aII/AAAAAAAABoA/njTi4TBM_YI/s1600/39468_417086271645_540746645_5290168_374675_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784754564262018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEFaZ2aII/AAAAAAAABoA/njTi4TBM_YI/s320/39468_417086271645_540746645_5290168_374675_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEEwXEjsI/AAAAAAAABn4/nSX-FuQFDk4/s1600/39468_417086276645_540746645_5290169_652586_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784743278317250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpEEwXEjsI/AAAAAAAABn4/nSX-FuQFDk4/s320/39468_417086276645_540746645_5290169_652586_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDzZ9hDmI/AAAAAAAABnw/HmxEKAbSETk/s1600/39468_417086281645_540746645_5290170_1936865_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784445207776866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDzZ9hDmI/AAAAAAAABnw/HmxEKAbSETk/s320/39468_417086281645_540746645_5290170_1936865_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; her shocked face! "wads tt?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDzN00RwI/AAAAAAAABno/OY7OhWYeVkI/s1600/39468_417086286645_540746645_5290171_2399365_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784441950062338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDzN00RwI/AAAAAAAABno/OY7OhWYeVkI/s320/39468_417086286645_540746645_5290171_2399365_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;eunice: mmm sth looks wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDypWNi0I/AAAAAAAABng/T-ksNEk1sA0/s1600/39468_417086291645_540746645_5290172_3555435_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784432158018370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDypWNi0I/AAAAAAAABng/T-ksNEk1sA0/s320/39468_417086291645_540746645_5290172_3555435_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charm: hehehehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eunice: oh oh! i get it!!! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDySqnc2I/AAAAAAAABnY/21Z-18DSpJM/s1600/39468_417086296645_540746645_5290173_4510224_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784426069586786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDySqnc2I/AAAAAAAABnY/21Z-18DSpJM/s320/39468_417086296645_540746645_5290173_4510224_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it wasnt on purpose tt we put 3 big candles and 4 small candles. aisuan forgot to tell the pple at NYNY to use only 2 big candles and 2 small ones. so instead of celebrating eunice's 22nd bdae tt day, we celebrated her '34th' bdae!!! so special la.. wilson joked tt everyone was looking thru the glass window outside the mall cos they were shocked to see someone so young turning 34 this yr.. lol.. it was true many pple were staring in but we dun noe their reasons for doing so.. hey, i've gt an idea! everyone must rem on eunice's real 34th bdae to put 22 candles ok? ahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDx3AI11I/AAAAAAAABnQ/DGA6bK2ItkA/s1600/39468_417086311645_540746645_5290175_255453_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784418643662674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDx3AI11I/AAAAAAAABnQ/DGA6bK2ItkA/s320/39468_417086311645_540746645_5290175_255453_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDgHU3_nI/AAAAAAAABnI/mZG7UAeIzAw/s1600/40193_417086681645_540746645_5290180_7803905_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784113787960946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDgHU3_nI/AAAAAAAABnI/mZG7UAeIzAw/s320/40193_417086681645_540746645_5290180_7803905_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; eunice: oh pls oh pls. dun make me 34! p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDf99OPMI/AAAAAAAABnA/ldHs3c7LGzs/s1600/40193_417086686645_540746645_5290181_5238356_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784111272836290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDf99OPMI/AAAAAAAABnA/ldHs3c7LGzs/s320/40193_417086686645_540746645_5290181_5238356_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDfiAC6mI/AAAAAAAABm4/idFH6KJ7K7I/s1600/40193_417086696645_540746645_5290183_4913247_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784103768484450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDfiAC6mI/AAAAAAAABm4/idFH6KJ7K7I/s320/40193_417086696645_540746645_5290183_4913247_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDfcsx-LI/AAAAAAAABmw/aBY1_E7vBU0/s1600/40193_417086701645_540746645_5290184_6486350_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501784102345504946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpDfcsx-LI/AAAAAAAABmw/aBY1_E7vBU0/s320/40193_417086701645_540746645_5290184_6486350_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm leaving for perth on 19th aug. just 2 wks away.. i tink going away earlier might be better for me. for me to heal. tho i'll miss all my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank u wilson for doing so much for me. for helpin me pass my time.. thank u so much my dear friend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is the last time im going to speak of him on my blog. its alr a mth.. i shld learn to let go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u were my first love. and i'll always rem u and the way i feel abt u. i did so much for us to be tgt but u didnt appreciate my efforts at all. i'm going to move on.. gdbye and take care of urself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hais.. why do i hav such bad luck wif guys? those tt i love dun cherish me at all.. i just gtta be more stringent in the future.. i'm going to play hard-to-get. =p it'll help me determine who is willing to do more for me. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/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/4169986497870079162-13850505784561270?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/13850505784561270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=13850505784561270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/13850505784561270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/13850505784561270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/thur-5-aug-2010-happy-22nd-34th-bdae.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TFpETKm3fXI/AAAAAAAABog/kQxrwzk4_MM/s72-c/33492_417085176645_540746645_5290124_2851743_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-136718952214186575</id><published>2010-08-02T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:54:14.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 3 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, Absence makes the heart grow fonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've always believed in that phrase. Till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They ought to continue it wif 'but it also breaks the heart'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u killed me once, and as if it wasnt enuff, u killed me a 2nd time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-136718952214186575?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/136718952214186575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=136718952214186575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/136718952214186575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/136718952214186575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/tue-3-aug-2010-they-say-absence-makes.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7150441404807379802</id><published>2010-08-02T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T20:59:44.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 2 Aug 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its alr august. i feel like i've been in spore for ages now! back then when i was still wif him, it always seem time was passing by so fast. now its just the opposite. hais..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no other way to channel my sadness away. except writing unpublished blog posts. dun tink it'll b gd if it goes up. quite personal stuff. i've always wondered if we'd contact each other after tt unfaithful day. gt my ans today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do much the past wk. everyone's pretty much busy. but that outing on fri made up for the entire wk.. inception is a really gd movie! its quite confusing. tink i'll only get the full picture if i see it a 2nd time. watched it wif eunice, weixian and wilson. after tt, we went to a jazz bar at esplanade mall. accompanied by eunice's 2 uni friends. it was a little awkward wif them ard but its alright. we ordered 2 finger food and 1 drink each. gt seats tt were gd viewing distance from the band. it was comfortable and the band cum singer was nt bad. wldnt mind going back there again. love the music..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity i'd be leaving for perth soon.. may nt hav the chance to go again.. wldnt wan to stay in spore too long either. find tt im just wasting my time away. too much free time = unhappy moments. i wonder if we'd ever be able to have the entire clique meet. As yrs go by, its harder arrangin a day where everyone's available =( will we lose each other as we grow older? once we find a job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found another place where we can have zhi char! bukit gombak. close to the mrt stn =) my dad says its nicer than the one michelle brought us to. took a walk down memory lane after dinner. dad drove us down our old bukit batok house. miss those times.. suddenly felt so emo.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swam today. 10 laps.. so proud of myself =D haven swam in a very long time. and self-conscious wilson only swam 2 laps. while he spent the remaining time smearing suntan oil on himself and lying down on the chair suntanning. in the end, it turned out i was more suntanned than him even tho i didnt put any oil on myself. haa! went to play the jacuzzi and baby pool today. 2 hrs in the pool is really tiring. after we showered, we went to buy the cookie ingredients for tmr. eunice and mei peng will be joining us. hope it'll be a success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7150441404807379802?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7150441404807379802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7150441404807379802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7150441404807379802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7150441404807379802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/08/mon-2-aug-2010-its-alr-august.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7711064203372285006</id><published>2010-07-21T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T09:13:58.304-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 21 Jul 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;checked my exam results last wed. scored 2 HDs and 2 Ds.. tot i'll do worse than tt. so yea, it was beyond my expectations =) happy happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the nxt day, i went to cut my hair. i tot wilson was going to cut his hair wif me but he ended up just accompanyin me. so i treated him to a sushi lunch at 4.30pm for being so nice lol! cut my hair short this time. tot i needed a change.. after all, i've graduated and just gone thru a break-up. my mum screamed when she saw my haircut - said she LOVED it. my dad said why did it take 22 yrs for me to FINALLY get a haircut tt suits me? haaa! thx pa..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on fri, i went to genting wif my 2 aunts, grandma and uncle. remind me again not to go there wif adults. it was soooo boring. i wish there was somebody around my age or younger that cld go on the theme park rides wif me or play the arcade there. the ride there was bearable. we took the First Class bus coach so there was TV which made it easy for us to pass time. wad i cldnt stand were the toilets in msia. they were all squat bowls. so mafan.. and super smelly too! =X &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was my first time in a casino.. the security guard asked to check my identity card =S the entire time, the adults went to the casinos and i had to tag along cos it wldnt be safe for me to just wander ard on my own. everywhere was soooo smoky. i dunno how one person can actually smoke a cigarette and go on to the nxt without stopping when they're done wif one. i inhaled so MUCH smoke tt i felt sick. i didnt spend a dime on gambling. just felt im throwin my money in the drain. cant win the machine.. my relatives all lost money or only break-even. so wads the point of playing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so on the 2nd day, i told my aunt tt i didnt wan to enter the casino again so i went to watch an evening movie all by myself - Predators. grandma didnt feel safe leaving me all alone but my aunties convinced her tt i wld b fine. i was wrong to hav watched it alone. all along, i had company when watchin any cinema movies. suddenly i was by myself and it felt weird. wished he cld be there to lighten up the mood, as he always did when it comes to a scary part. i've to do this alone now.. gotta learn to. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ate sooo much. they told my parents they'd take gd care of me in genting. yea.. by feeding me WELL.. honestly, for every meal, i ate till i almost burst at my seams. i joked tt i wld hav put on 2kg by the time i went back to spore. had the BEST tea leaf egg there too.. TWICE.. cos it was soo damn gd. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the way back, it rained quite heavily. so instead of the usual 6 hrs drive back to spore, it took us 8.5 hrs. i sooo wanted to get out of tt bus, it was FREEZING cold inside. even wif a jacket and my aunty's shawl, i was still shivering. imagine i had to endure tt for 8.5 hrs. hais.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this monday, i went shopping wif michelle b4 meetin up wif the rest of my sec sch friends for dinner. spent $100 all in one day on clothes. whew.. i really can shop. for dinner, we went to our beloved crystal jade xiao long bao at TAKA. sean said tt branch was the best. we ordered quite alot of food. ate our favourite zha jiang mian, xiao long bao and salted egg spinach and prawns! YUMMY~! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we finished our meal when aisuan came.. by then, we had walloped all the dishes. haa... after waiting for aisuan to finish hers, we proceeded downstairs for Hokkaido ice cream =D aisuan and i shared a double scoop ice cream - Peppermint ice cream and Sea salt with caramel.. wad an interesting flavour the latter one.. nv tried b4. but our combination was the worst. it turned out to taste like "Salty Mint" according to the others. which is kinda true. LOL..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496379043040567154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TEcPnltVn3I/AAAAAAAABmI/RWlVdO7ATUs/s320/38357_412565966645_540746645_5156722_7236519_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496379059808732354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TEcPokLLhMI/AAAAAAAABmg/lo5VgPVfKC8/s320/37614_412565471645_540746645_5156703_676035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496379057216317570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TEcPoahGaII/AAAAAAAABmY/AMIZgqizNKk/s320/37672_412566636645_540746645_5156753_927282_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nxt day, i finally caught eclipse wif weixian and mei peng.. oh! i actually bumped into mei peng the day b4 when i was supposed to meet the rest for dinner at TAKA. so qiao.. hehe.. i tot the show was nt tt fantastic. michelle was right. too many kissing scenes and too many close ups. and the climax was too short. hopefully, the nxt 2 movies will be better la! im sure it will.. the strange thing after the movie was tt i tot i saw wl at plaza sing. i only viewed his back but when tt person turned sideways, i realised it wasnt him. i must b tinkin too much. anw, i dunno wad to do if i bumped into him also. tink i'll just pretend i didnt see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink almost everyone noes abt my singlehood alr. even my aunties. they asked abt him and i was forced to mention our break-up. but they told me, sometimes God works in funny ways. maybe this was all part of his plan for me to find someone better. nth is fixed till u get married.. 3.5 yrs is neither long nor short. so of cos i'd feel the pinch when it all ends. but its better now than later. i hope he made the right decision of ending things btwn us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy lately helping my parents in the office. packing my dad's files into boxes as he's about to move out of his current office. they're going to demolish tt building and build a fusionopolis-like building. tmr i've gotta shred lotsa lotsa papers for him. free labour! haa! but nt w/o gain. gt free food! had ghim moh food 2 days now. the best chweeh kueh is there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight, my dad brought us to kuishin-bo at jurong pt. as a treat for my graduation =) its ladies night on wed. so ladies hav $5 off the normal $39.90 bill. stuffed myself to the brim. ate soo much cold crab. missed the special grilled lobster cos dad wasnt fast enuff haha! only the first 20 pple wld get to hav it. even the strawberry dessert we missed. aiyo.. even tho i was so full, i had to hav my ice cream.. lol. by the time i was done, i tot i was gg to puke. luckily i didnt.. my aunt was right, my appetite had increased ever since the genting trip cos i ate so much, my stomach naturally expanded. thx ah... wad was tt suppose to mean?! but tonight, i cldnt deny tt fact. i had eaten more than my parents and grandma. i was shocked by how much i cld eat. i tot i cldnt eat the buffet's worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see.. wads the damage done over the wk? 3-4kg perhaps? i dun even dare weigh myself HAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7711064203372285006?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7711064203372285006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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had peppermint ice cream. then i rem, he loves peppermint ice cream too. why the hell do i still long for him?! anw, we had a nice long chat, one tt we didnt hav in a VERY long time.. thx sheryl for organising this trip =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5301313728663199839?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5301313728663199839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5301313728663199839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5301313728663199839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nt think of him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn, my grandma just happened to ask me if he still calls me and i said no. she then went on to say if he loves u, it doesnt matter how long he waits for u, be it 5 yrs, 10 yrs.. if he cant wait, it just proves tt he doesnt love u enuff. it's his loss and not urs. i wish my heart wld think tt way..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1160706419759817048?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1160706419759817048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1160706419759817048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1160706419759817048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1160706419759817048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/07/tue-13-jul-2010-i-dreamt-of-him-last.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6618106506585986540</id><published>2010-07-12T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T04:25:51.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 12 Jul 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos from the zhi char dinner.. enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5ZjHbX7I/AAAAAAAABmA/qzOaTBo724E/s1600/35403_409447071645_540746645_5070439_7417129_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976912850182066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5ZjHbX7I/AAAAAAAABmA/qzOaTBo724E/s320/35403_409447071645_540746645_5070439_7417129_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5IFzRifI/AAAAAAAABl4/C5ZsOFaoMJc/s1600/35403_409447066645_540746645_5070438_1902726_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976612923247090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5IFzRifI/AAAAAAAABl4/C5ZsOFaoMJc/s320/35403_409447066645_540746645_5070438_1902726_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5H-bWMdI/AAAAAAAABlw/dtsaLc0kuas/s1600/35403_409447056645_540746645_5070436_2684850_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976610943840722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5H-bWMdI/AAAAAAAABlw/dtsaLc0kuas/s320/35403_409447056645_540746645_5070436_2684850_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aisuan and her bf, aidan.. first time introduced to us hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5HbpxefI/AAAAAAAABlo/L7iv0AdY_L0/s1600/35403_409447051645_540746645_5070435_3251363_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976601609107954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5HbpxefI/AAAAAAAABlo/L7iv0AdY_L0/s320/35403_409447051645_540746645_5070435_3251363_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5G7nmOAI/AAAAAAAABlg/jQN6h__3Zac/s1600/34975_409445866645_540746645_5070410_8004572_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976593010046978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5G7nmOAI/AAAAAAAABlg/jQN6h__3Zac/s320/34975_409445866645_540746645_5070410_8004572_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4wopCMTI/AAAAAAAABlY/hBAx0RowfwA/s1600/34975_409445861645_540746645_5070409_1142661_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976209958678834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4wopCMTI/AAAAAAAABlY/hBAx0RowfwA/s320/34975_409445861645_540746645_5070409_1142661_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at the multi-storey carpark near the zhi char stall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4wJcOOqI/AAAAAAAABlQ/06CrI8pris0/s1600/33426_409446426645_540746645_5070433_7792739_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492976201583442594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4wJcOOqI/AAAAAAAABlQ/06CrI8pris0/s320/33426_409446426645_540746645_5070433_7792739_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4v6Y3WxI/AAAAAAAABlI/qHcK9AVqVsI/s1600/33426_409446421645_540746645_5070432_6017833_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492975556014653810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4KkgoQXI/AAAAAAAABko/8QgXINbjmf8/s320/33426_409446401645_540746645_5070428_5106446_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4KVTkGaI/AAAAAAAABkg/JG4QosUdaC8/s1600/33426_409446396645_540746645_5070427_2262925_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492975551933323682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4KVTkGaI/AAAAAAAABkg/JG4QosUdaC8/s320/33426_409446396645_540746645_5070427_2262925_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492974849810255618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr3hdsYTwI/AAAAAAAABjw/-CEs3UcATCA/s320/35403_409447081645_540746645_5070441_5199623_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492974840110509378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr3g5jx7UI/AAAAAAAABjo/7CicCzxD3A0/s320/35403_409447076645_540746645_5070440_8183901_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;as u may have realised, all of us took a photo wif one another.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4J_C8TWI/AAAAAAAABkY/-d8OxW632OM/s1600/33426_409446391645_540746645_5070426_6151017_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492975545958026594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4J_C8TWI/AAAAAAAABkY/-d8OxW632OM/s320/33426_409446391645_540746645_5070426_6151017_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4JSAtb4I/AAAAAAAABkQ/Y6vjLL9YKXk/s1600/33426_409446386645_540746645_5070425_2855162_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492975533869068162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr4JSAtb4I/AAAAAAAABkQ/Y6vjLL9YKXk/s320/33426_409446386645_540746645_5070425_2855162_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr3iNVqV1I/AAAAAAAABkI/0VW80htQqNQ/s1600/35403_409447096645_540746645_5070444_3929198_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492974862599870290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr3iNVqV1I/AAAAAAAABkI/0VW80htQqNQ/s320/35403_409447096645_540746645_5070444_3929198_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; had 9 plates of food altogether.. shared among 8 pple! 2 plates of satay treated by aidan, sambal stingray, baby squids cooked wif soya sauce and garlic (ooph! good stuff..), tofu hot plate, deer meat, salted egg prawns (really sinful), fried chicken, kang kong.. so nice to be eating lotsa spore food once im back =) and its cheap too! only $82 for 7 dishes.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr3h_6B_CI/AAAAAAAABkA/OhHCsQGnqdw/s1600/35403_409447091645_540746645_5070443_4963366_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492974858994318370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" 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title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/TDr5ZjHbX7I/AAAAAAAABmA/qzOaTBo724E/s72-c/35403_409447071645_540746645_5070439_7417129_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-4818332109397917856</id><published>2010-07-11T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-11T08:54:39.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 11 Jul 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm thankful to have such caring friends to help me tide over this difficult time. i try to occupy my time doing other stuff so i wun need to think of him or the times we spent tgt.. but i cant always avoid time alone to myself. when im all alone in my bedroom, i'd randomly think abt him. i'd twist the handle of the beauty and the beast musical box he bought me from his japan holiday trip. i wish i had a happy ending like all fairytales do. i dunno when i'll ever cease thinkin of him in tt way. i bet he's takin it more easily than i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after he broke up wif me, wilson was nice enuff to bring me out for a movie. Karate kid!!! i tot it was a good movie.. or maybe it was a gd distraction. after tt missed the last train home, had to cab back.. midnight fare sucks =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nxt day, i had zhi char dinner at cck wif my sec sch friends =) love the *corrected by sean* baby squids wif soy sauce and garlic. lol.. it was a total of $82 for 7 dishes. quite cheap dun u tink? then aisuan's bf, aidan treated us to 2 plates of chicken and pork satay. was so bloated at the end of it.. soooo much food la~!!!! but we managed to finish phew~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday afternoon met up wif ying hui and ming wei for lunch at the coffee club in hotel rendezvous. i finally gt to eat my cheesecake!!! yum yum~ missed catching up wif them. ming wei's right, now there're 4 singles and 3 attached in our clique! lol.. anw, after lunch we were damn full and decided to go to suntec to walk walk. ended up in the arcade there. played basketball, motorcycle, drums, spot-the-difference game. HAHA! the most memorable was when playing one of the spot-the-difference, ming wei was the one who spotted the missing points, and they were all to do wif woman's boobs AHA! after arcade, ying hui went to catch a movie wif her bf and mw and i just walked ard suntec. then i went home, to be taken outside again for dinner at jurong west for zhi char wif family =X AGAIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went for church. met relatives there =) went for lunch tgt at tiong bahru market. we had hokkien mee, tau gua pok (famous there and simply delicious*!), chwee kueh, char kueh tiao, chendol... after lunch, dad bought duck home for dinner, also around that area. not bad lea! im telling u, if i dun exercise soon, im going to put on 2kg!!! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt adjourned to my place for mahjong. i won $59.10! my dad, grandma and uncle all lost! my uncle lost everything and even had to fork out more money.. heh heh heh.. they say i so long nv play, this time come back play, all the luck come back. grandma even took $1 from me and topped it up wif another $1 from her to buy 4D. number: 5910. HAA! anyway, no treat from me =p decided to give the winnings to my dad who paid for my $65 genting trip. so technically, i still owe him $7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its back to my own room again. trying nt to tink of him.. guess its better to just slp it off. its a brand new wk ahead! gdnite! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4818332109397917856?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4818332109397917856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4818332109397917856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4818332109397917856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4818332109397917856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/07/sun-11-jul-2010-im-thankful-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7161546963251508981</id><published>2010-07-07T22:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T23:21:35.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 8 Jul 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad a way to start my holidays back in spore.. it seems bad news/sad things are attracted to me nowadays. it's such a contradictory coincidence that when hui kheng and her bf are reunited, mine was just gone in an instant yesterday. i feel like i've dropped to the bottom of the pit and there's no where else but up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe he said that the past 3.5 yrs wasnt love. i feel im being played u noe.. all becos of the stupid course he's currently enrolled in, the course that helps u discover wad u really want and solve ur flaws. it has made him more mature and wiser. Yes i agree it has opened one door for him, a better future, but it has also closed another. i feel like cursing the course for making this happen but why wld i still wan to carry on wif a guy who was blinded into thinking our r/s was love and only just realised its not. its better to noe now than suffer a whole lot worse in the future. tho' 3.5yrs is pretty long to me, hence the intolerable hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why wld i wan to be wif a guy who doesnt love me for who i am and doesnt give me the care and concern i'm entitled to? i'm such an idiot for believing it cld work. for all those times he waited for me when i was overseas, i tot he was true to me. not many guys can withstand that period of time. i tot our love was strong. i was wrong. totally wrong. and now my whole world is crashing down becos of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said 2 pple can't be tgt if their expectations and values are different. his expectation is for 2 pple to be physically there for each other at all times. i guess i dun fit that bill. i didnt noe he was so superficial deep inside. Love doesnt need a platform where 2 pple must be physically present!! most guys are superficial PIGS.. wif the exception of my guy friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno whether i can believe in the nxt guy i meet. maybe i'll be overly suspicious of his feelings for me. it'll take some serious time for me to get over wl. i noe i'll cry everyday until i eventually get over him. i just wish its quick cos its very painful. i need to get away to calm myself down. so i've agreed to go genting wif my aunties and grandma tho' it'll be weird just going wif them alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun care if he reads this post and gets upset. for once, i dun wan to care abt his feelings cos he didnt consider mine. why shld i care abt him when i strived to give us a 2nd chance and he chooses to dump it? *knocks my head agst the wall* i just wan to get over him =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun wan to repeat wad i've done in the past after my previous breakups. i dun wan to erase everything i've experienced. i wan to preserve the happy memories, tho' i tink i'll only reminise it after i've forgotten him. so, i've deleted the photos of us in facebook and i'll keep those photos with me in my computer. i'll keep the things he gave me. i dun wan us to be enemies so i promised to continue to be his friend, to be there for him when he has problems. but i dun tink i can do it now. i just need to think of him and i'm down. sry wl but u need to give me some time.. i'm not perfect. goodbye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7161546963251508981?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7161546963251508981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2051712325405000791</id><published>2010-07-02T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T21:44:00.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 3 Jul 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i passed my hazard perception test on thursday so now i've gotten my provisional license =) but somehow, i'm nt as elated abt it as going home. its cfm i'll be returning to spore on Tue, 6 jul. wanted to return on sunday - the same day as my mum but it was fully booked. so yea.. cya guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2051712325405000791?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-552115187823969210</id><published>2010-06-24T01:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T02:16:41.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 24 June 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;First things first, Happy 22nd SEAN! u deserve nth but the best. all my heart and best wishes go to u! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe i've worried some of u.. but i just needed a way to vent my sadness.. to noe there's a way for my feelings to pour out rather than keep it in. it's healthier this way. and i thank u so much for those who've supported me and helped me to stay strong.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no better position than where i was a few days ago. discussions abt my decision is just going no where. i'm the only person agst my parents which is nt even a fair fight. the talk always centers ard the same thing. the same ending pt. it feels like i've been stabbed a thousand times. i've made myself the rednose reindeer everyday, though its still far from x'mas. but i'm still holding on, the same beliefs even b4 my parents tried persuading me to stay. but yet, i cant go anywhere w/o their permission. i'm just trapped... literally trapped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is a give-and-take. i go and i leave my family behind. i stay but i let my heart down. either way, it's not a win-win situation. both ways are wrong.. it just breaks my heart to noe my parents hav provided for me in the new house and i'll nt b there to enjoy it wif them. it kills me to betray them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only been a wk since my last paper and it alr feels like a lifetime i've been lazing around doing nth constructive. no work. no aim. no entertainment. no life. just dead cold me. hands frozen all the time. slpin like a foetus under the sheets during the cold winter nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have 5 friends here in perth throughout my stay. some have gone back to their countries, others planning to soon. but the strange thing here is i dun feel very close to them. we hardly go out to have fun, everyone's busy wif their work. it's difficult to find a day tgt. i dun seem to hit it off wif australians very well. something abt me lookin weird/shy to them. well, i cant change who i am, i admit i'm shy and reserved. i'm quiet. i only warm up to pple once i noe them well. my dad says i can always learn self-confidence but the quiet me i can nv change. it's who i am! and will always be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm ashamed to say that i hardly keep in contact wif my friends in sg. i'm so afraid the friendship is lost. and i'm stabbing myself for failing to maintain them. whenever i go back sg, i hav a feeling i'm missing out on many things when i meet up with my friends, some topics i cant comment on cos i dun study in spore. i'm slowly slipping from the same friendship we used to have.. i dun wan to lose everything i used to have b4 coming to perth, if nt i end up wif nth.. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nth much here. the australians love to watch footy or go to clubs/pubs to chill. but that's not my lifestyle! i dun talk on the same lvl with them.. my topics and theirs are just too different that we cant keep a conversation running. i just dunno why its so darn difficult! i dun have a gifted tongue. i dun speak fluently or charismatically. everybody here loves a person who talks. but its just nt me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is nt how i plan to spend my time after exams. i'm supposed to be holidaying, laughing and enjoying wif friends!!! family!! taking or continuing a lost hobby. wadever!!! and wad am i doing this past wk? cooped up at home. tried to arrange an outing wif friends but failed cos of clashes in schedule. i've completed 2 thick bks in 3-4 days. and today, i'm thinking of wad to do. i'll tell u wad i did today. nothing.. i woke up late knowing i've nth to do, watched 1 hr of bachelorette cos there werent any other interesting chnls in the afternoon. spent some time eating. some time chatting wif mum, ended up crying for disappointing her.. again.. spent some time sitting on the carpet crying and staring into space. and here i am, blogging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm done for the day. wads next tmr?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-552115187823969210?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/552115187823969210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=552115187823969210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;i'm listening to calming classical music right now, with sounds of waves in the background. given by my aunt for x'mas. but i'm nt feelin the least bit comforted. there's still a heavy stone in my heart. i still feel like crying. i still feel trapped. i still dun hav the guts to do wad i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i've finished my degree.. been lookin forward to this day ever since i started uni but have also been dreading it at the same. It spells the day i've to start making impt decisions - whether to stay or go back. the past few days after my last paper hav been spent aimlessly. i've gt no work tho' i told my boss i can work another 2 more wks till i resign. guess she alr found another replacement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all along, i knew my place was in spore. and i guess my parents noes it too. it was nv my intention to leave. i had to abandon everything to gain only a degree in australia. i lost so much.. i'm no longer the happy go lucky gal u see in the past, i'm now constantly filled wif worries and sadness. i'm torn btwn family and wad my heart tells me to do. i feel so horrible now. wish someone can just hug me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to broach the subject wif mum.. but it seems like she's counting on me to take care of my sisters while she goes back to spore on 4th jul.. and intends to only come back 26th jul. she asked me, "maine, can i hav ur permission to come back on 26th jul?" its so clear tt she wans me to stay. now my plan of tellin her i wan to go back wif her on 4th jul is now ruined. how? and elvin is comin over on 22nd jul which means amanda wun b free to take care of sharon if i do go back to spore. why must i b the eldest and b responsible for everything? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's my reasons for going back to spore:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Transport - the buses and trains are so convenient and fast&lt;br /&gt;2. Food&lt;br /&gt;3. Friends - miss all of u so much..&lt;br /&gt;4. Boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;5. Family - relatives, grandma&lt;br /&gt;6. Shopping - it's a paradise&lt;br /&gt;7. Comfortable - talking singlish, being myself, self-confidence&lt;br /&gt;8. Weather - constant&lt;br /&gt;9. A life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Here's my reasons for staying in perth:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Easy lifestyle - 9-5pm job&lt;br /&gt;2. Immediate family&lt;br /&gt;3. New house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reasons for not going back to spore:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stressful&lt;br /&gt;2. No immediate family&lt;br /&gt;3. Humid weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Reasons for not staying in perth:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No friends&lt;br /&gt;2. Food sucks&lt;br /&gt;3. Transport sucks, but with a car it'll be much easier, not to mention its much cheaper to own a car here&lt;br /&gt;4. No confidence, no sense of belonging, feel like a 2nd class citizen&lt;br /&gt;5. Weather - winter&lt;br /&gt;6. No life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents always say dun go back becos of ur bf, u can work in perth while he's studying, but i keep on telling them there're more reasons for going back other than my bf. i dunno how many times i've to tell them tt. my mum is findin ways to make me stay - keepin me warm for winter as i'm always complaining. i'm gonna break her heart if i decide to go back. i'm gonna sacrifice my family time and my australian PR. but one thing i can be sure, i'm nt happy here, except for family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish there's a clear cut answer to everything. i wish i dun hav to think so much. i wish everything was simple. =( =( God, pls tell me wad to do.. i'm lost...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1610504812830031769?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1610504812830031769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1610504812830031769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1610504812830031769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1610504812830031769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/06/mon-21-jun-2010-im-listening-to-calming.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-5481204409047462222</id><published>2010-05-14T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:27:08.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 15 May 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so happy!!! dad is here in perth! he came over on thur night for a short while in the middle of the night, cos he had to go to broome (also part of Australia) for a job. so he took a plane from sing to perth and then had to wait for 7 hrs to take a transit flight to broome. meanwhile, he had nth to do in the airport from 12am-7am, so mum went to fetch him back and he wished sharon happy bdae (just nice, it was past 12am and it was her big day) =D haha lucky gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after his job was completed, he changed his flight ticket to fly back here to perth and spend some time with us. he also bought us souvenirs from broome.. we all gt earrings - pearls. quite expensive nei.. ($25 each, mine was a little expensive cos of the colour, $30) but too bad, i dun hav ear hole. maybe i shld try and pierce them again when i go back. piercing ears here cost $30! geez man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea. papa is here to stay till fri =) my presentation went ok.. the tutor said all of us did quite well.. so relieved. but i actually forgot some of my lines but it wasnt that obvious i guess, from his comments. whew.. 2 reports on the way! time to work on them! ahhhh tired tired tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5481204409047462222?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5481204409047462222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5481204409047462222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5481204409047462222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5481204409047462222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/05/sat-15-may-2010-so-happy-dad-is-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-3486892251248110878</id><published>2010-05-11T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T08:21:10.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 11 May 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was totally stressed today cos my group has yet to finish up our presentation slides for the upcoming presentation this friday. and we sorta have disagreements over the way it shld b done. so nothing is concrete now. hais.. makes me so nervous yet angry and frustrated at the same time. makes me wan to finish my degree so much more faster!!!! grrrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing that i was so stressed, mum and sis felt that i shld open up a scroll.. lol (i actually forgot all abt it). i've opened up far too many sad scrolls. but i guess, when i'm happy, i wldnt even think of opening up one. so that explains why.. the scroll i opened up was from ming wei!!! quite obvious from his handwriting.. It read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiao ming saw a red apple on the tree and wanted one. So he shook the tree. but what dropped from the tree was a green apple, not a red one. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANS: when the apple dropped from so high up, it gt so scared that it became 'LIAN QING CHUN BAI' (face turned green)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! that's a really gd one =) everyone laughed.. hehe thx mw! u made my day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-3486892251248110878?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/3486892251248110878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=3486892251248110878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3486892251248110878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3486892251248110878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/05/tue-11-may-2010-was-totally-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6112729170663136136</id><published>2010-05-05T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T06:38:29.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 5 May 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's wrong with me... lately, the things that i work hard on, fail to produce the results tt i wan.. i really put my whole heart and soul into studying hard for the test but i ended up scoring just a pass. it's not that i don't noe my stuff - i noe them too perfectly but some things are beyond my control like time constraints and hence, reading the qsn wrongly. hais.. feel like all my hard work has been wasted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm expecting too much from myself. i wanna do SOO well this last sem and get a high overall average. but looks like this dream is never gonna come true.. am i going to get it? am i going to reach my high target?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm soo tired.. they say studying in perth is like a breeze - cos its conducive for studying and u gt time to relax. lotsa time to relax. but i feel i'm not breathing enough.. i'm not relaxing at all. i'm always rushing to get my stuff done every wk and hav to work 2 days a week as well. i'm staying up against my will - both physically and mentally. even as i'm writing this, i keep on blinking my eyes becos its so painful and tired. i wan so badly to finish my studies and take a LONG DESERVED REST! who wans to join me for a trip out of the country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last fri after my evening mid-sem exam, my mum came and pick me up from uni. we were driving along the cannington way home. and almost got into an accident. it was a pretty close shave. i must say we were very lucky. my mum believe the car in front of us drove too fast when turning round the bend. it was quite a sharp turn and hence, the speed of the car led it to spin out of control and he turned 100 degrees, making a T shape in front of us. If my mum didnt break on time, we wld hav hit it seriously.. so scary.. first time i gt into this kind of situation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, my eyes are hurting again. gotta go back to my stuff now. toodles guys! i'll try my best to tahan dun wry! cant wait to see u all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-6112729170663136136?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6112729170663136136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6112729170663136136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6112729170663136136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6112729170663136136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/05/wed-5-may-2010-somethings-wrong-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-5468084639173298849</id><published>2010-04-10T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:20:38.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 10 Apr 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like things to be kept from me - esp. not from u.. wanted to ask u wads wrong.. but it occurred to me u didnt wan to talk abt it. i can be so contradicting sometimes - i said u cld tell me when u're ready but.. but how can i remain silent when u're feeling down? i wan so much for u to share with me but... hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad just gave me a talk abt the benefits of staying in australia to find a job cos mum told him i wanted to return to spore to work. he mentioned car prices, houses, salary, work stress, boyfriend etc. Seems everything is in favour of australia. i dunno why but i was tongue-tied. i didnt giv much input, didnt argue with him the benefits of spore and why i love it. i dunno anymore. was hoping i cld share with u my feelings on this and ask for ur opinions. but.. Suddenly i dun feel like ending uni.. i'm so lost. wad shld i do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5468084639173298849?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5468084639173298849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5468084639173298849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5468084639173298849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5468084639173298849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/04/sat-10-apr-2010-i-tot-we-cld-talk-over.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-3112225165855900473</id><published>2010-04-07T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:53:24.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 7 April 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Monday i attended the VC (Vice-Chancellor) List Presentation Ceremony. didnt expect so many pple to be there. there were 215 VC List students that night, with their guests. the whole lecture theatre was flooded. one by one, our names were called and we went up to receive our certificates. it started with those receiving the award for the FIRST time. and then the SECOND time, the THIRD, FOURTH, FIFTH, SIXTH and when u tot it cldnt get any better, the EIGHTH time!!! the claps kept on getting louder as it progressed. the person who got the VC List for the eighth time gt invited up to the stage to give a speech. Apparently, he just finished his honours and is now working for the Reserve Bank of Australia in Canberra doing some statistics work - something that is related to his maths degree. If he gt it for the eighth time, that means he gt into the VC List every semester la! WAHHH he's really very smart. not to mention, perhaps he gt his genes from his professor mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i feel quite small being in that room with other people having gotten into the List more times than i did. but I'm not saying i dun feel lucky to be there. the whole congregation is made up of people from all Curtin campuses around the world, including the one in Sydney, Malaysia, Singapore and of cos, Perth. I am one of the lucky few who got into the top 1% of all the undergraduate courses in the university. I'm happy i did it not only for myself, but for my parents =) glad i made them proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thursday, I went for dental checkup. and had to do a filling for the first time. The dentist had to drill my teeth to make the hole bigger so he can put the filling in. i noe, it sounds scary. but it didnt hurt one bit cos he injected my gums with sth to make it numb. he made my gums bleed accidentally but i cldnt feel it. HAA! until now it still feels weird having something hard and rough inside my mouth that is not my teeth -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the midst of my 2 wk break from uni. left with only half a week.. I went to church 4 times in a row last wk - from gd fri to easter sunday.. suddenly feel so holy. haha just jk! mum left on sat back to singapore. on sunday after church, my sisters and i and my cousin went to Hillarys boat harbour for lunch, supposedly to chill. There were alot of boats there, as u can tell from the name of the place. and a small beach. That day wasnt hot either, it was cooling and the sun was shining. quite nice for a trip to the beach. we first stopped to eat fish and chips and then strolled around. stayed there for abt 3 hrs after which, we headed back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel so tired of my hungry jacks job alr.. dun feel like working there anymore. so physically tiring. hais.. nvm endure charm! its only another 2-3 mths b4 u quit. aiks! better start studying for test too. gt one when i go back uni, another one the wk after and yet another one the wk after after. NOOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-3112225165855900473?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/3112225165855900473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=3112225165855900473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3112225165855900473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3112225165855900473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/04/wed-7-april-2010-last-monday-i-attended.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-8017884504688858829</id><published>2010-03-24T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T05:22:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 24 Mar 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've survived perth's worst weather in a very long time, the day which residents call 'The Great Storm of Perth". I remember i was working that very fateful day - Monday 22nd March. I was working inside the store when all hell broke loose. it started raining and it got heavier by the minute. From the window, we could see the wind blowing very strongly and trees swaying scarily. Everyone was shouting in the store. The broiler which we cook our beef and chicken products in was temporaily down due to the bad weather (the thunderstorm could have caused the shut-down) and we were starting to get more orders. The manager on duty quickly tried to get it back on, which it did eventually.. and thank goodness it was about time for me to get off my shift. cos' i heard it got really busy after i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout perth, many homes and businesses blacked out. including the big shopping centre carousel. i heard everyone was forced to evacuate. Inside Hungry Jack's, i was tinking to myself, how am i going to get home in this storm? the weather was atrocious. wind and rain blowing in all directions and it looks like it could sweep u off ur feet. alas! my mum came and fetch me. i must be one lucky gal.. but the rain was waiting for us outside. my mum had her car parked outside the entrance of the store. it was just a short dash to the car but somehow we found it diffficult to cross. we had to count to 3 and sprinted to the car. just that short distance had us all drenched from head to toe. and i had to hav a cold that week - cough. luckily my mum came to fetch me, otherwise i tink my illness will just get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way home was nerve-wrecking. things were flying everywhere. and a tree broke down on the road to the entrance of HJ's drive-though lane. we had to squeeze through the tiny little path and risked having the branches scratch our car. we drove slowly and cautiously. ALL the traffic lights were down. We usually take only 15 minutes from my workplace to home but that day, we took 1 hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time, it was the rush hour (5 plus PM) and there were traffic jams. No one was around to direct the traffic becos the weather was just too bad. everyone just had to give way. but even then, our line was hardly moving. along the way, trees were uprooted, even big ones that blocked an entire lane. a traffic light was bent and out of order. we were so worried we'd get into an accident. due to the heavy rains, there were floods on every road. lightning streaked across the sky frequently. i was so afraid it may come down straight at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanda sms mum to ask if she could fetch her 6.30pm from uni becos she didnt feel like going for the lecture as she was wet and cold (she had to walk thru floods up to half the knee) on our right hand side, we saw a car out of order becos water went into its exhaust which caused its engine to fail. so they had to call a toll truck to come and move their car away. at that area, we saw people walking in floods of up to knee length high! it was so deep that we couldnt even see the car's wheels.. sharon then sms to say that our house blacked out and she was scared. when we finally reached home, we cldnt even open our garage becos there was no electricity. there was gas but no spark so we had to use matchsticks to start a fire to cook dinner. our fridge and freezer were not working and we were worried the food may go bad. It was reported that hail ice fell that day and the wind speed was 120km/hr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so throughout the night, we didnt have electricity and internet. we had to eat and bathe with candles. and turned on the battery operated radio to listen for any updates. this lasted the entire night. till 8 plus AM the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to work the next day and i saw the wreckage that was done throughout the different suburbs. alot of trees were scattered everywhere and the traffic lights were STILL not working. terrible experience - this must be the worst weather i've experienced in perth and its not EVEN winter yet! it was hell busy at Hungry Jack's the next day - becos some pple hav yet to hav their electricity restored. the big boss and restaurant manager had to come down to help with the unusually big amt of orders. all in all, it was a bad day.. really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were news of the freak weather on tv - mud slides in some areas which destroyed many homes. hail stones crashing down on car windows and screens, hence makin a dent in it. some schools had to closed down cos' it incurred some damages due to the flood. i'm just thankful that we're safe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-8017884504688858829?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8017884504688858829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8017884504688858829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8017884504688858829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8017884504688858829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/03/wed-24-mar-2010-ive-survived-perths.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4432597482283860938</id><published>2010-03-21T05:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T05:47:26.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 21 Mar 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first entry since i went back to uni. sry i took so long.. hehe.. anyway, sch didnt change much. food's the same - yucky as always and food prices have gone up AGAIN.. every yr it does.. hais.. i'm glad this is gonna be my last sem.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rec'd a bdae parcel all the way from spore! from mimi, eunice and aisuan.. thank u SO MUCH! wasnt expecting it at all.. this was the dress they got me. polka dotted. my sisters and mum said i look so childish in it. haa! but nevertheless, i'll find an opportunity to wear it =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YOEFvL1GI/AAAAAAAABjg/U9-UGLfrqv0/s1600-h/DSC03617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451059862400914530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YOEFvL1GI/AAAAAAAABjg/U9-UGLfrqv0/s320/DSC03617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the long awaited photos that were taken using mw's camera during my visit to ntu and nie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNaWw7XyI/AAAAAAAABjY/88MxKDVJxxA/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451059145417121570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNaWw7XyI/AAAAAAAABjY/88MxKDVJxxA/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the executive cafe in ntu.. didnt see alot of students eating there but alot of working adults.. possibly lecturers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNSmA_1yI/AAAAAAAABjQ/ysj-sUmJLpI/s1600-h/GetAttachment3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451059012072101666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNSmA_1yI/AAAAAAAABjQ/ysj-sUmJLpI/s320/GetAttachment3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; zx's hall room =) wahahah! snatched all his toys away.. i can conclude one thing: his weakness - he ABSOLUTELY LOVES soft toys! and the winnie the pooh range.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNR-elv4I/AAAAAAAABjI/1CUv5khSZfA/s1600-h/GetAttachment5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451059001458802562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNR-elv4I/AAAAAAAABjI/1CUv5khSZfA/s320/GetAttachment5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a quick snapshot of wei bin. HAHA got ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNRVWt0VI/AAAAAAAABjA/qY4Llms5lFg/s1600-h/GetAttachment6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058990419923282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNRVWt0VI/AAAAAAAABjA/qY4Llms5lFg/s320/GetAttachment6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is me in nie's toilet. how unglam haa! yh just suddenly clicked the camera and i just came out of the cubicle..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNQicXaaI/AAAAAAAABi4/cWC4GzgcqMA/s1600-h/GetAttachment9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058976753412514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YNQicXaaI/AAAAAAAABi4/cWC4GzgcqMA/s320/GetAttachment9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is nie's nanyang auditorium. hell cool! we were so exhausted and HOT from the day's humid weather. the auditorium was something to DIE for! ahhhhhh super nice aircon =) spent quite abit of time there too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMqVNs3BI/AAAAAAAABio/qEyRZ-1ruX8/s1600-h/GetAttachment16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058320367213586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMqVNs3BI/AAAAAAAABio/qEyRZ-1ruX8/s320/GetAttachment16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as u can see, i spent ALOT of time outdoors - thx to the guys -.-" poor me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMqLKAKLI/AAAAAAAABig/U5DSGmBrbdY/s1600-h/GetAttachment18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058317667346610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMqLKAKLI/AAAAAAAABig/U5DSGmBrbdY/s320/GetAttachment18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chinese heritage museum.. nobody ever goes there, according to the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMpbk4iEI/AAAAAAAABiY/ZkWZq8PYTLc/s1600-h/GetAttachment19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058304895191106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMpbk4iEI/AAAAAAAABiY/ZkWZq8PYTLc/s320/GetAttachment19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and the first venue for the day - mcdonalds! to have bfast before the great adventure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMpI7u4SI/AAAAAAAABiQ/wypT38BQyDo/s1600-h/GetAttachment21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058299890753826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMpI7u4SI/AAAAAAAABiQ/wypT38BQyDo/s320/GetAttachment21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cldn't hide away from the camera forever.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMo1KLyvI/AAAAAAAABiI/w0LRLpUYWu4/s1600-h/GetAttachmentCAIM5YR924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451058294582659826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YMo1KLyvI/AAAAAAAABiI/w0LRLpUYWu4/s320/GetAttachmentCAIM5YR924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; errr.. wad pond was this again? too many lost count! HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;charmaine is a successful businesswoman. lol.. she sold off her 2ndhand books from last yr and earned $230! of which she spent $215 on this sem's sch bks.. not bad eh? i earned an extra $15 from a book which was returned to me cos it wasnt the bk that the buyer was looking for. he initially paid me $30 but becos he didnt want the bk, he returned it to me and i only returned him half the money.. and then 2 days later, i sold the bk again for $30 so i earned $15 extra! heh heh.. how lucky..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i opened another purple (sad) scroll again.. when wl said he cldnt come over to perth to visit me this jul. i was really looking forward to him coming over cos he promised he wld b4 i first left spore to do my degree. but his mum disallowed him to come. so there goes my chance.. i was quite sad at first but it wld b unreasonable for me to be angry with him for reasons that he cant control. like zx said, 'its not that he doesnt want to come, there may be reasons why he can't. it doesnt mean he doesnt care'. and then right after he tried to cheer me up, i decided to open a scroll.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Look! it's a bird!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No it's a plane!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No it's.... it's... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just a note telling you to cheer up! =p"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So cute.. and immediately, the first person that came to my mind that wrote me that scroll was Zx.. and i was right.. =) wad good timing! thanks my friend..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the weather hasnt really been kind to me.. its been on and off cold and hot.. and everytime this happens, i start to cough.. and it can last for as long as 1 plus mth. hais.. cough cough. just started taking my medicine today.. hope it'll go away soon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wl's mum was hospitalised yest.. it doesnt seem so gd.. she's lost alot of blood and is in the ICU now and has yet to undergo an operation. maybe she needs one or don't, nobody really knows becos they're still doing tests on her and doctors arent around today on a sunday.. so i'll just keep my fingers crossed. hope its nothing serious and the doctors will be able to fix her back to gd health.. LORD PLS PLS PLS take care of her.. and lessen the worries of everyone who cares abt her.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4432597482283860938?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4432597482283860938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4432597482283860938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4432597482283860938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4432597482283860938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/03/sun-21-mar-2010-my-first-entry-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/S6YOEFvL1GI/AAAAAAAABjg/U9-UGLfrqv0/s72-c/DSC03617.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-2025228001319901373</id><published>2010-03-01T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T04:53:33.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 1 Mar 2010&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 posts in 1 day! see, i'm more hardworking now. hehe =p thought i'd put up my bdae shots which was taken yest. my mum and sisters celebrated my bdae yest. had a tiramisu cake. not bad. but too strong a coffee taste for my mum - so strong tt my pee smells of tiramisu. wahhahaha! ok sry for grossing u guys out =p i wanna eat it again today, its so yummy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt do anything special today. didnt go out at all. dun hav the mood to. i miss u baby..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443645537763481282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4u2xmGIVsI/AAAAAAAABh4/iNXpRbyFwn8/s320/DSC03565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443645546684005810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4u2yHU8vbI/AAAAAAAABiA/lk5ZZaJUj2M/s320/DSC03574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puffy's also in the pic.. hehe. puffy is a new addition to my soft toy collection.  - my bdae present from dear, made in build-a-bear workshop =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2025228001319901373?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2025228001319901373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2025228001319901373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2025228001319901373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2025228001319901373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/03/mon-1-mar-2010-2-posts-in-1-day-see-im.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4u2xmGIVsI/AAAAAAAABh4/iNXpRbyFwn8/s72-c/DSC03565.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-811026489079367423</id><published>2010-02-28T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:34:24.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 1 Mar 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2KGlLv3I/AAAAAAAABho/5VAgu0cCZc8/s1600-h/17265_334686117784_734507784_4754412_3706550_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443574490544717682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2KGlLv3I/AAAAAAAABho/5VAgu0cCZc8/s320/17265_334686117784_734507784_4754412_3706550_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here are the photos to the CPA internship recognition event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2J_yXTBI/AAAAAAAABhg/cRgdaLppPiE/s1600-h/18442_1334786977189_1456505261_927262_501395_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443574488720952338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2J_yXTBI/AAAAAAAABhg/cRgdaLppPiE/s320/18442_1334786977189_1456505261_927262_501395_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2JZgzsXI/AAAAAAAABhY/ADLCzU-uJRk/s1600-h/18442_1334787057191_1456505261_927264_2410540_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443574478446768498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2JZgzsXI/AAAAAAAABhY/ADLCzU-uJRk/s320/18442_1334787057191_1456505261_927264_2410540_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; here's one taken with one of our company's partner - Mr. Devdas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443574493587425826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2KR6nyiI/AAAAAAAABhw/w6W_OOsT16w/s320/20376_316882266645_540746645_4079078_4817371_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and this was taken by sean of us in Kbox Clementi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the day that i returned to perth, i opened up the present that my JC friends gave me. There were many tiny scrolls of pink and purple inside the precious memories box. I was given instructions to only open the pink one when i'm happy and the purple one when i'm sad/moody. So thoughtful of them to give me sth like tt to help me thru the last sem of my degree. =) i love u guys!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so, i opened 2 scrolls. one pink one purple. cos i was happy to see my mum and sister. on the other hand, i was sad to leave sg - to leave dear and my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was wad was written:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purple: "Anger dwells only in the bosom of fools" ---- Ying Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink: "Stop counting down the days, count the no. of stars tonight instead" ---- Ying Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha! Both from ying hui. maybe i didnt mix the scrolls inside. can't wait to see wad the others will say. The purple one doesnt really apply to me now but the 2nd one yes. i wanted to start counting down the days again but i shall follow my dear friend's advice so yea, charmaine has stopped putting down "___ days left" in my msn nick and blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank u for all those who hav wished me or celebrated my bdae! i dun really feel the mood here but the memories are sufficient to make me contented and glad tt i've such gd friends who rem my bdae =D Thank u guys SOOOO MUCHHHHH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok i just opened another 2 scrolls.. hey! i deserve it ok. it's my bdae today. again, one happy one sad. Happy cos its my bdae (duh) and sad cos dear is not here to giv me bdae hug and kiss.. so here it goes -----&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Purple: it's written in chinese so i'm not sure if i've interpreted it right. heh heh.. i tink its trying to sae "pple become big becos of dreams but for me, my head become big becos of exams. Hoho!" Am i right? ----- Ying Hui&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink: "Smile when u answer the phone. The other party will hear your smile." ---- anonymous but im tinkin jackson cos there's drawings inside! haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANK U! ^.^&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/4169986497870079162-811026489079367423?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/811026489079367423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=811026489079367423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/811026489079367423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/811026489079367423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/02/mon-1-mar-2010-here-are-photos-to-cpa.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/S4t2KGlLv3I/AAAAAAAABho/5VAgu0cCZc8/s72-c/17265_334686117784_734507784_4754412_3706550_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-4063836569848545077</id><published>2010-02-10T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:02:53.205-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 12 Feb 2010&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos i've yet to put up ever since LTC x'mas lunch celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsx7r8iI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0r85CLVfdD0/s1600-h/PC230704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196819344650786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsx7r8iI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0r85CLVfdD0/s320/PC230704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The hawaii group and their hula hula dance.. see the "thorn" among the roses? hahahah.. my phillipino senior.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsk78gkI/AAAAAAAABhI/f1ZUOnLy12c/s1600-h/PC230696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196815856075330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsk78gkI/AAAAAAAABhI/f1ZUOnLy12c/s320/PC230696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my group's chinese dance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsat1o1I/AAAAAAAABhA/RU20Yz5npuM/s1600-h/PC230695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196813112550226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsat1o1I/AAAAAAAABhA/RU20Yz5npuM/s320/PC230695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; part of our dance plot - the guys kneeling down and presenting their gifts, of which only the CASH $$$$ is accepted! muahahaha! so guys, u noe wad to do alr rite? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZwPOzpI/AAAAAAAABg4/YdfSqA6MQ4A/s1600-h/PC230681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196492472241810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZwPOzpI/AAAAAAAABg4/YdfSqA6MQ4A/s320/PC230681.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the egyptian dance.. cutest dance of all.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZpTGkmI/AAAAAAAABgw/Y1zvAWggsZs/s1600-h/PC230642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196490609431138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZpTGkmI/AAAAAAAABgw/Y1zvAWggsZs/s320/PC230642.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; chinese and malay group photo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZOIZ41I/AAAAAAAABgo/2-nZJUyPNvs/s1600-h/PC230632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196483316802386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNZOIZ41I/AAAAAAAABgo/2-nZJUyPNvs/s320/PC230632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNYl34_qI/AAAAAAAABgg/rE37sepwwqA/s1600-h/PC230628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196472510119586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNYl34_qI/AAAAAAAABgg/rE37sepwwqA/s320/PC230628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Japanese group..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNYdIYjHI/AAAAAAAABgY/4lMhbdfsGtY/s1600-h/PC230625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437196470163377266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNYdIYjHI/AAAAAAAABgY/4lMhbdfsGtY/s320/PC230625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our chinese guys posing with a baby - part of our amazing race game requirement (to take a pic with a baby)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM8qWCl0I/AAAAAAAABgQ/n7SLBfupJD8/s1600-h/PC230624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437195992673982274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM8qWCl0I/AAAAAAAABgQ/n7SLBfupJD8/s320/PC230624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM8Pz2rLI/AAAAAAAABgI/nkWlWIe6ors/s1600-h/PC230618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437195985551273138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM8Pz2rLI/AAAAAAAABgI/nkWlWIe6ors/s320/PC230618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM7md4q-I/AAAAAAAABgA/VSTPPDNH-kw/s1600-h/PC230617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437195974453275618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM7md4q-I/AAAAAAAABgA/VSTPPDNH-kw/s320/PC230617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM7J6A0AI/AAAAAAAABf4/o4JN-qDP2DU/s1600-h/PC230609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437195966786621442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM7J6A0AI/AAAAAAAABf4/o4JN-qDP2DU/s320/PC230609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM6_xV0iI/AAAAAAAABfw/vT7ByklncRU/s1600-h/PC230608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437195964065894946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TM6_xV0iI/AAAAAAAABfw/vT7ByklncRU/s320/PC230608.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aha! i surrendered to my heels and wore slippers. lol.. look so weird =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbt7ZLOI/AAAAAAAABfo/SOSFs5W39Eo/s1600-h/PC230607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436920548793330914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbt7ZLOI/AAAAAAAABfo/SOSFs5W39Eo/s320/PC230607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pic taken with a security guard (also part of the competition requirement)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbfeKF8I/AAAAAAAABfg/PVbo03pa6gQ/s1600-h/PC230606.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436920544912611266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbfeKF8I/AAAAAAAABfg/PVbo03pa6gQ/s320/PC230606.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hill street police station&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbAZn8pI/AAAAAAAABfY/hzRD6S7QiC8/s1600-h/PC230601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436920536572097170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSbAZn8pI/AAAAAAAABfY/hzRD6S7QiC8/s320/PC230601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; HAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSasjx64I/AAAAAAAABfQ/-lRwCG2ywMI/s1600-h/PC230599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436920531245984642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSasjx64I/AAAAAAAABfQ/-lRwCG2ywMI/s320/PC230599.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; asian civilisations museum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSZw7mdDI/AAAAAAAABfI/yqL3XcpmYDM/s1600-h/PC230595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436920515239769138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PSZw7mdDI/AAAAAAAABfI/yqL3XcpmYDM/s320/PC230595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guys have to pose with these "boys"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRxqZkywI/AAAAAAAABfA/eLsofI9aOZw/s1600-h/PC230592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436919826291673858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRxqZkywI/AAAAAAAABfA/eLsofI9aOZw/s320/PC230592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRxGrgItI/AAAAAAAABe4/SK41E_N98YQ/s1600-h/PC230588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436919816703189714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRxGrgItI/AAAAAAAABe4/SK41E_N98YQ/s320/PC230588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; dancing to the korean song "Nobody but you" in front of the OUB centre, in the presence of the public eeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRwWE-02I/AAAAAAAABew/ytEGYgDXNX8/s1600-h/18370_215249368239_724588239_3219776_2151700_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436919803656721250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRwWE-02I/AAAAAAAABew/ytEGYgDXNX8/s320/18370_215249368239_724588239_3219776_2151700_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jackson and cherlie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRv4uCdUI/AAAAAAAABeo/8JoZ9IlH_4g/s1600-h/18370_215249313239_724588239_3219769_3820607_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436919795775862082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRv4uCdUI/AAAAAAAABeo/8JoZ9IlH_4g/s320/18370_215249313239_724588239_3219769_3820607_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jackson and cherlie's bear.. to be used as a crop during our chinese dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRvgE36yI/AAAAAAAABeg/TlxbE1wyLj4/s1600-h/18370_215249293239_724588239_3219767_53107_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436919789160753954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PRvgE36yI/AAAAAAAABeg/TlxbE1wyLj4/s320/18370_215249293239_724588239_3219767_53107_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; see? we travel to so many places during our game la. so tiring!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PP1K6OUBI/AAAAAAAABeY/mU0qZoMkxCg/s1600-h/19773_310472822792_658732792_4061484_5623802_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436917687534899218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3PP1K6OUBI/AAAAAAAABeY/mU0qZoMkxCg/s320/19773_310472822792_658732792_4061484_5623802_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hk's 22nd bdae dim sum dinner around bugis. she also used her polaried camera to take a photo - polaried film comes out immediately and the colour slowly emerges. so cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3POhG9pbpI/AAAAAAAABeQ/KdZCE7Apq0g/s1600-h/DSC02142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436916243366506130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3POhG9pbpI/AAAAAAAABeQ/KdZCE7Apq0g/s320/DSC02142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was taken during nadira's wedding reception on 2.1.10 at the Singapore Futsing Association building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O93z5PXaI/AAAAAAAABeI/Bc3tAstGEV0/s1600-h/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436897941687066018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O93z5PXaI/AAAAAAAABeI/Bc3tAstGEV0/s320/DSC02144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; michelle's family were also invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O93dhuYBI/AAAAAAAABeA/-clUue21QzQ/s1600-h/DSC02146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436897935682854930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O93dhuYBI/AAAAAAAABeA/-clUue21QzQ/s320/DSC02146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the entrance of the restaurant. so nice hor? pink colour, such a sweet colour..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O92ywaohI/AAAAAAAABd4/K6wj0Ij6c5k/s1600-h/DSC02156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436897924201751058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3O92ywaohI/AAAAAAAABd4/K6wj0Ij6c5k/s320/DSC02156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy8gQuuHI/AAAAAAAABdw/CPz_no4QFNs/s1600-h/19054_250138703473_776108473_4306413_2286844_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436885927688321138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy8gQuuHI/AAAAAAAABdw/CPz_no4QFNs/s320/19054_250138703473_776108473_4306413_2286844_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy8E3MZEI/AAAAAAAABdo/DNykhtMomm4/s1600-h/19054_250138718473_776108473_4306415_4830329_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436885920333456450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy8E3MZEI/AAAAAAAABdo/DNykhtMomm4/s320/19054_250138718473_776108473_4306415_4830329_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ok we were encouraged to wear pink by the bride herself. but i had no pink dress so i had to wear the colour that dear dreads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy7_mkdhI/AAAAAAAABdg/VZ5-l6K6dKw/s1600-h/19054_250138743473_776108473_4306418_1793851_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436885918921553426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy7_mkdhI/AAAAAAAABdg/VZ5-l6K6dKw/s320/19054_250138743473_776108473_4306418_1793851_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nice pic eh? nadira was so gorgeous that night.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy7VzjlmI/AAAAAAAABdY/FCLR1wYicIY/s1600-h/19054_250138758473_776108473_4306421_7444859_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436885907701732962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy7VzjlmI/AAAAAAAABdY/FCLR1wYicIY/s320/19054_250138758473_776108473_4306421_7444859_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; we went to a dessert shop after the wedding and then proceeded to bugis shopping centre to take this photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy61Py0zI/AAAAAAAABdQ/hwYaoA0UqWs/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436885898961802034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3Oy61Py0zI/AAAAAAAABdQ/hwYaoA0UqWs/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;an indian wedding is really different from a chinese. i had quite a good experience. PLUS! this is the first friend wedding reception that i've been to. congratulations to nadira and her husband! i pray they'll spend their lives happily together forever =D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YES! today is my last day of work at LTC. and i'm here blogging away during office hrs. wahahaha! my internship is finally over! 10 weeks passed really fast. and i've yet to really enjoy my holidays. i only gt 2 wks left b4 i fly back to perth. want to spend it wisely. 6 more hrs to go in the office! and then i've to go home for reunion dinner tonight. jiayou! and hello to CNY!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4063836569848545077?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4063836569848545077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4063836569848545077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4063836569848545077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4063836569848545077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2010/02/fri-12-feb-2010-these-are-photos-ive.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/S3TNsx7r8iI/AAAAAAAABhQ/0r85CLVfdD0/s72-c/PC230704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-3760988072550665474</id><published>2009-12-29T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T08:05:09.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 29 Dec 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooph! i've gt alot of updating to do. all the procrastination. ahhhh it's killing me! wanted to write in detail of wad i've done ever since i came back to spore but it looks like i'll take quite a while to achieve tt. sooo.. hopefully the pictures help to do the talking =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internship so far is alrite.. now then i realise how hard work life is and that studying is really much easier. i now understand why adults always sae studying is the best time of their life and they always encourage us to study more if we can.. i'm feeling tired all the time. and i tink my eye bags r getting worse. lol! i dun really recall me having such deep eye bags when i was studying. anyway i was thankful for the long holiday break 24-28 dec. and the company's xmas celebration on the 23rd dec. actually mid-tier firms are not that bad. there's more "family" bonding.. i tink i'll prefer this anytime over sth so corporate like the big 4 accounting firms. ok so now to my photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodpzJjFTI/AAAAAAAABdI/KQ39mHvUqi8/s1600-h/11169_188537774227_550154227_2800192_996033_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677705435911474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodpzJjFTI/AAAAAAAABdI/KQ39mHvUqi8/s320/11169_188537774227_550154227_2800192_996033_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was taken in perth with my closest hungry jacks' friends.. we dined at a thai restaurant as a farewell dinner for my dearest indian friend who has decided to quit the manager position in the store and study more online as well as to get a better job. we wish him all the best and let's meet up again when i'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodplN4gMI/AAAAAAAABdA/agCJoZn-7-I/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677701695996098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodplN4gMI/AAAAAAAABdA/agCJoZn-7-I/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the loveliest thai food ever! all the dishes we had were fantastic! so yummy man! we finished everything lea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodpYp68fI/AAAAAAAABc4/rm7QOTQHXu0/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677698323935730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodpYp68fI/AAAAAAAABc4/rm7QOTQHXu0/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha tim (my thai friend) and the aladdin jar filled with rice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodJUtUOAI/AAAAAAAABcw/b4HETmHQt8w/s1600-h/15557_206873391645_540746645_3627056_7945911_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677147508619266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodJUtUOAI/AAAAAAAABcw/b4HETmHQt8w/s320/15557_206873391645_540746645_3627056_7945911_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nxt up is the crystal jade la mian xiao long bao dinner at bugis.. i ALWAYS LOVE the noodles there!!! zha jiang mian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodJF36msI/AAAAAAAABco/EhZp8B01KOY/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677143526546114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodJF36msI/AAAAAAAABco/EhZp8B01KOY/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodI0TEn1I/AAAAAAAABcg/NlPXGBA1b-8/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677138808610642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodI0TEn1I/AAAAAAAABcg/NlPXGBA1b-8/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;aisuan still the same as always.. peeking into other pple's shirts.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodIYICBZI/AAAAAAAABcY/AczvsksMbR0/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420677131246110098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodIYICBZI/AAAAAAAABcY/AczvsksMbR0/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after tt we proceeded to the dessert shop near bugis street.. i had mango with pomelo and sago topped with vanilla ice cream. sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Szobpck0URI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Yi5mLZamufI/s1600-h/18370_215249228239_724588239_3219758_4257116_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675500353016082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Szobpck0URI/AAAAAAAABcQ/Yi5mLZamufI/s320/18370_215249228239_724588239_3219758_4257116_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as i mentioned, LTC had a xmas celebration on the 23rd dec. a whole day off for us to play and enjoy! we started out with amazing race all over CBD area. starting point was raffles place OUB building. raced all the way through clarke quay to suntec and ending point was ritz carlton hotel. and we had to dress in our costumes while completing the race! (chinese, egyptian, spanish, hawaiian, malay, japanese, scottish) i was in the chinese group and had to wear cheong sam which i bought from chinatown last min. cost me $40 and i ended up spoiling it cos we had to carry all our bags with us while racing -.-" how ridiculous is that? damn heavy la.. my bag was with me all the time and i guess it kept on rubbing against the delicately sewn cheongsam. so there u go, one masterpiece spoilt =( my mum said heng i didnt rent the costume, otherwise $100 will fly away with the wind. ($50 for rental and $50 for deposit - if i spoilt it, they'll claim the $50 deposit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Szobo2XCX_I/AAAAAAAABcI/-rsZAtO20NA/s1600-h/18370_215249238239_724588239_3219759_6886762_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675490094669810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Szobo2XCX_I/AAAAAAAABcI/-rsZAtO20NA/s320/18370_215249238239_724588239_3219759_6886762_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;touch up under an underpass. my 'jiangshi' senior's costume (his costume was supposed to be from the olden palace era but everyone tinks it makes him look like zombie lol POOR THING) was slowly coming off one by one cos we actually stapled his costume tgt. so my senior in red chinese traditional costume went to staple for him again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobonINIMI/AAAAAAAABcA/5LjHPMqaRwE/s1600-h/18370_215249248239_724588239_3219760_2211474_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675486005928130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobonINIMI/AAAAAAAABcA/5LjHPMqaRwE/s320/18370_215249248239_724588239_3219760_2211474_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;we were all so damn tired. sweaty everywhere. to make things worse, the cheongsam stuck to our skin. horrible feeling. my whole face was literally melting away.. and there were tourists everywhere.. everyone stared at us. we walked alongside the road, the passengers in the car also turned to look at us. damn paiseh.. some indian tourists even begged us to take photo with them -.- ahhhh!!! we didnt hav time to finish all our tasks. were were given photo clues and had to go to that place to snap a pic as proof. there was also dancing in front of the OUB centre and caroling at the singapore flyer. even had to carry our handmade decorated flag with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobYFPr_RI/AAAAAAAABb4/ev-NFnYlQx8/s1600-h/18370_215249263239_724588239_3219762_986311_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675202032598290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobYFPr_RI/AAAAAAAABb4/ev-NFnYlQx8/s320/18370_215249263239_724588239_3219762_986311_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finally we reached our destination. as soon as we walked into the hotel, the air con was damn relieving! whew.. nv perspired so much in my life. and all of us were like a pack of hungry wolves. luckily we had buffet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobX6pJZjI/AAAAAAAABbw/B3DNormePi4/s1600-h/18370_215249268239_724588239_3219763_7442627_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675199186593330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobX6pJZjI/AAAAAAAABbw/B3DNormePi4/s320/18370_215249268239_724588239_3219763_7442627_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobXTpE4LI/AAAAAAAABbo/HkDHo6wCFls/s1600-h/18370_215249313239_724588239_3219769_3820607_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675188717314226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobXTpE4LI/AAAAAAAABbo/HkDHo6wCFls/s320/18370_215249313239_724588239_3219769_3820607_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jackson, my senior with the cute little bear.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobXFrYvdI/AAAAAAAABbg/6PAxVv6fCmY/s1600-h/18370_215249323239_724588239_3219770_5003418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675184968908242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobXFrYvdI/AAAAAAAABbg/6PAxVv6fCmY/s320/18370_215249323239_724588239_3219770_5003418_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; as soon as we finished our buffet, the emcee engaged us in some games and then it was time for our dance performances. this was the malay dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobW1nQ4hI/AAAAAAAABbY/IB3WH6gyIlk/s1600-h/18370_215249338239_724588239_3219772_7576974_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420675180656648722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzobW1nQ4hI/AAAAAAAABbY/IB3WH6gyIlk/s320/18370_215249338239_724588239_3219772_7576974_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the scottish dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, we didnt win anything. neither the best dress nor the best dance team. not even the best teambuilding or overall champion =(  but it was a gd experience. the first amazing race i had.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoagGlvY9I/AAAAAAAABbI/DkAuA2QmYO4/s1600-h/20669_242195741788_778391788_4231164_1011243_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420674240320857042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoagGlvY9I/AAAAAAAABbI/DkAuA2QmYO4/s320/20669_242195741788_778391788_4231164_1011243_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nxt up is my JC class gathering cum potluck at west coast park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoafmOsyGI/AAAAAAAABbA/pGtrriUyyIQ/s1600-h/20669_242195836788_778391788_4231172_3456386_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420674231634282594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoafmOsyGI/AAAAAAAABbA/pGtrriUyyIQ/s320/20669_242195836788_778391788_4231172_3456386_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoafcE5YkI/AAAAAAAABa4/wVItVgy9wgY/s1600-h/20669_242195861788_778391788_4231174_2487259_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420674228908810818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoafcE5YkI/AAAAAAAABa4/wVItVgy9wgY/s320/20669_242195861788_778391788_4231174_2487259_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420674246246839954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzoagcqmtpI/AAAAAAAABbQ/LmiDGEmRCF0/s320/20669_242195946788_778391788_4231183_4391927_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; not forgetting the gift exch.. i took the red neatly wrapped choco gift. ooph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok that's all folks.. it's time for me to jump into bed. gdnite and sweet dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-3760988072550665474?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/3760988072550665474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=3760988072550665474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3760988072550665474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/3760988072550665474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/12/tue-29-dec-2009-ooph-ive-gt-alot-of.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/SzodpzJjFTI/AAAAAAAABdI/KQ39mHvUqi8/s72-c/11169_188537774227_550154227_2800192_996033_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-4545727605764361927</id><published>2009-11-25T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T21:14:46.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 26 Nov 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 281&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my worst nightmare.. i nv dreamed of failing my driving test but i did. miserably.. well i did think in that direction but i was telling myself and even GOD that i'll pass this bloody test! but i damn suai suai got the hardest and strictest driving assessor. my instructor was actually filling me on all the assessors, their behaviour, how they look and commented that the guy with the moustache and belly whose name is Paul is the worst of all. he picks on the smallest fault. that's why everyone calls him the 'TERMINATOR'! wad a name but how true it is.. but i cant say this time he's picky cos i DID make a mistake. well quite a few to me. but he told my instructor that the only thing he failed me was becos he intervened when i went too close to the side of the road. he told me to change lanes, i looked in the mirror and didnt see the road ahead in that sec and i wld hav hit the side of the road if he didnt turn my wheel. i was cursing myself cos i was just 2 mins away from the end of my driving test. i was SOOOO close to the licensing centre. and i had to stuff up - just like wad my previous substitute instructor wld sae. HATE him to the core. so i wasnt surprised when my current and favourite instructor, rima, said they fired him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was soo cold in the morning. i tink it was abt 15 degrees. and i didnt bring a jacket. i was shivering. and i swear the pple beside me and even the assessors tot i was nervous cos i was shaking so badly. lucky rima, she gt her jacket wif her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. i didnt wake up at 4.55am just to fail!!! im realli damn damn disappointed wif myself. the assessor wrote so much stuff on his paper. rima said the rest of the instructors who were waiting for their students to return from their test were joking abt me - saying they'll tink i'll fail and paul isnt going to hav enuff space in his comment column to write all my flaws in. so evil la! but they're right =( he did fill up the whole box. and instead of just 35 mins of driving, i gt 46 mins. he made me do all the different scenarios! he was supposed to do either 'stop for shopping' which is parking in a mall OR 'left something behind' which is parking near a house and then returning to it again after he tells me i forgot something in the house and got to go back a.k.a doing 3 pt. turns. yea i did everything. and the 3 pt. turns TWICE somemore. gosh.. i tell u. i saw the clock 7.30am. i was supposed to finish at 7.35am and i thought i was done when he asked me to pull alongside a telephone booth. but instead he asked me to turn back into the carpark by doing a 3 pt. turn, after which i was to do a reverse park. he's sooo mean i tell u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i stopped the car, he explained to me all my mistakes and it was pretty long so my instructor knew sth was wrong. and i stepped outside, he talked to rima and when i turned back wif rima, tears welled up in my eyes. and i tink she saw it so she took me out for a drive for me to cool down and wait for the licensing centre to open b4 we can book another test. actually im not allowed to book another test till 7 days later. but i was going home on thursday and there wasnt enuff time. so we played cheat and managed to get another slot. the pinch was i had to pay for another driving test. so expensive =( who ask me to be so lousy? my 2nd sister passed first time round and i failed. oh wow.. wad an embarrassment. she gt the sweetest and most easiest assessor and i gt the worst. too bad her assessor quit his job. but rima was realli sweet. she was consoling me all the way home. saying if GOD didnt wan to giv me another chance, he wldnt hav broken the rules and given me another chance. and i guess she's right. sooo.. i'm down again on Wed, 2 dec, the day before my flight home. i gotta get it this time round. if not i'll just break down. i had alr planned going out today after my test, irregardless of the outcome, either to celebrate my success or to cure my sadness. but when i went home and broke the news to my mum, i cldnt hold back the tears. and cried again. i swear i must be made of jelly! so easily affected one. small little thing also cry.. i didnt stop till afternoon. now im all better, if nt i wldnt be writing this post. THAT'S why i cldnt go out - cos my eyes were all puffy. sighhhhhh... i just hope i dun get that assessor AGAIN on my 2nd test ='(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4545727605764361927?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4545727605764361927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4545727605764361927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4545727605764361927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4545727605764361927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/11/thur-26-nov-2009-day-281-my-worst.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7381984971266208794</id><published>2009-11-23T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T04:29:51.407-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 23 Nov 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 278&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having driving lessons for abt half a yr now and i still suck at driving. here's a reason why - i crashed my mum's car boot =( she screamed at me to stop reversing and suddenly tugged at my left hand. i got a shock and stepped the accelerator! we hit the garage wall quite hard and her car boot is destroyed. i'll nv forget that look on her face. she went out to inspect the damage and she kept on repeating 'oh no oh no...' with a big frown. i felt so guilty. we then went into the house and she didnt wan to look at me. i apologised to her back and headed straight to the toilet, locked it and sat down to cry. i believe i was still in shock. my driving instructor said my driving has improved but look at wad i've done! i really hav no confidence now.. at that time, i thought abt cancelling my driving test on the 2 dec. i felt i was not fit to be behind the wheels and that i was going to use the public transport all my life. i felt really really horrible then. if i gave up now, all the time and money gone into driving lessons wld hav gone to waste and i didnt wan that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on, i told my driving instructor to try and find an earlier date for me to do my driving test because 2 dec was quite close to my return date and i didnt wan it to be so rush. now i'm regretting it. she called me today to tell me she managed to find an earlier slot. i missed many heartbeats when i read her sms: THIS THURSDAY 7.05AM!!!!! arghhhhh!!! i'm not even ready! how can i be ready when i haven driven ever since sun when i crushed my mum's car and my confidence level has dropped to zero? oh gosh.. wad am i to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, i finally gt a reply from CPA Australia regarding my internship. though it's not my first 3 preferred choices but the last one, it's still an internship and valuable all right. the company is called LTC LLP. wadever it is.. nv heard of it b4. my first 3 choices were Ernst and Young, KPMG and Deloitte. and sadly, i can oni apply for a maximum of 4 internships. so yea then again, i changed my flight after 4 failed attempts to persuade my parents and this time, i've to pay for amanda and my change of flight penalty fee. aiz.. but i'm not regretting it. i get to go home earlier! yeh! cya all very soon =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7381984971266208794?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7381984971266208794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7381984971266208794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7381984971266208794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7381984971266208794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/11/mon-23-nov-2009-day-278-ive-been-having.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-368393253459539490</id><published>2009-11-12T05:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T05:51:36.154-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 12 Nov 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 267&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeh!! away with exams!!!! im been so exhausted the past few days. pushing myself to the limit last nite by not slpin in order to prepare for my final paper. i always seem to hav a trend of not slpin b4 my final exam paper hey. and not to forget, falling sick during the study week. started coughing about 2 wks ago and i noe it'll nt go away until i finish exams and hav time to rest. it's so tiring having to endure till then.. and i've been having gastric pains for the past few days due to my insanely weird exam timings. once i reached home after my exams at nite, i just went to bed cos i was in so much pain to even study. had a paper everyday with 2 papers at nite, 1 in the afternoon and the last in the morn. that's why i didnt hav enuff time to prepare - had to psycho myself to stay awake. 4 days in a row - why must they always do THIS to US?! sth, it's not a blessing to be so persistent and self-disciplied. it comes at the expense of ur health. cant wait to finish my degree.... one more sem charmaine and you're done!! ahh damn jor, why must u finish so fast?!! i've alr enrolled in my classes and i oni hav 2 days of uni!! haha i like =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two saturdays ago, i went out for dinner with my work colleagues to celebrate 2 of my manager's bdae. we ate at burswood - a casino complex. had buffet. and just nice, it was halloween that day - 31 oct - saw people all dressed up in halloween clothes. quite cool. the restaurant threw in a FOC chocolate cake cos they knew it was a bdae occassion. so sweet.. wanted to go to the casino but my friend didnt bring her passport so she cldnt go in. and so, our group separated and some of us went home while the rest stayed. mmm wanted to go see de. nv been to one b4. heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to all my friends who are studying for their exams.. jiayou and dun give up!! to deardear, kambatte! ok im crashing now. so tired. take care everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403212214997313042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SvwQ4dD3ZhI/AAAAAAAABao/5yQyI2C3XYI/s320/14658_165961054227_550154227_2616619_345403_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was on purpose. lol im just jk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403212217546583714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SvwQ4mjqLqI/AAAAAAAABaw/mgTKOORBXkg/s320/DSC02158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go on holiday lei.. so long nv go le. it's always spore to perth, perth to spore. i wanna go somewhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-368393253459539490?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/368393253459539490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=368393253459539490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/368393253459539490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/368393253459539490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/11/thur-12-nov-2009-day-267-oh-yeh-away.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/SvwQ4dD3ZhI/AAAAAAAABao/5yQyI2C3XYI/s72-c/14658_165961054227_550154227_2616619_345403_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-1014579473975405522</id><published>2009-10-31T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T00:08:29.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 31 Oct 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 255&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the semester is finished.. with just one week to exams. haiz.. im so scared. i haven started on my revision. im still catching up on my unfinished tutorials.. arghhHHHH!!! going out tonite too.. on halloween. mum once again prepared all sorts of candy in a wide bowl.. dunno why she buy so much for.. not as if so many kids will come knocking on our doors shouting trick or treat.. lol.. going to hav a feast tonite.. buffet! with my work colleagues to celebrate 3 of my colleagues bdae. expensive one too.. $50 per person. the food better be nice man. if not i'll start cursing them for "EATING" my precious money. i'm not a very big eater as u noe. it's such a waste for me to go for buffets. wish i hav a bigger stomache.. hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1014579473975405522?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1014579473975405522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1014579473975405522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1014579473975405522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1014579473975405522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/10/sat-31-oct-2009-day-255-semester-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7858631331631064614</id><published>2009-10-16T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T23:38:50.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 17 Oct 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 241&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew!!! the worst is over. finally completed my grp assignment. worked till 5am that day to hand in the assignment at 10am. nv worked so hard for a project b4.. haiyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so relaxed.. i dunno why. i tink it has sth to do with my dad and grandma coming over. when they're here, i feel like im on a holiday. catching the korean drama series (20 DVDs!) with the rest of my family. finished it in a week HEHE.. my mum jump start to the last episode la! spoil the whole ending. sad ending somemore =( and we aso played mahjong. dad brought over a mahjong set and the mahjong paper and my parents went to buy a table. but the table they bought was too small. the first time we tried to play mahjong on it, all our tiles kept dropping off the table when we were 'washing' the tiles. we laughed like crazy. grandma laughed until her whole face was red and she had stitches. HAHA! so funny.. we even held the sides of the mahjong paper up like a bowl so we can 'wash' the tiles. lol.. the next day, dad went to bunnings warehouse to get wood cut to the ideal size so we could put it on the table. and wala! we now have a proper mahjong table =) yesterday i lost $7.50. dad was the ultimate winner while the rest of us lost. NO FAIR! he bully us. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. i gotta start disciplining myself. no more TEMPTATIONS!!! i still have sch work to do. all my tutorials, assignments, quizzes. argh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7858631331631064614?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7858631331631064614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7858631331631064614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7858631331631064614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7858631331631064614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/10/sat-17-oct-2009-day-241-whew-worst-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4619857290155669585</id><published>2009-09-25T03:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T04:59:26.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 25 Sept 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 219&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past 2 wks had been HELL.. had 2 major mid sem tests worth 30% and 35% and 1 assignment. realli realli super duper exhausted. not to mention, my body must have been so stressed up that i haven't had my monthly thing for 2 mths. also very sick and tired of the weather. it's 1 mth into spring and it still feels like winter. there's no hint of warmness present in spring. hais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had my portfolio management test and 1 of the questions was worth 25 marks. it's not even parts lea. it's one whole block question! damn it.. had my finance (corporate) test today, i was physically and mentally very tired. so i tot ok, i'll buy myself mocha to perk myself up. but yea.. i've learnt my lesson. it made me very tense instead and i couldnt focus. the first 15 mins of the test i had mental block. i didnt write anything of substance on my paper. i swear i was trying very hard to concentrate. i was rushing throughout the entire paper. there was so much to do in so little time. there were 4 qsns. 1 of the qsns was worth 35 marks and the other 25 marks and they're both BLOCK qsns. wad issit wif lecturers and BLOCK qsns?! there's so much to do la..!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept on calculating my stuff wrongly and realised i was mouthing wad to do cos i was trying to keep myself from falling back into the land of unconcentrateness. and each time i calculate wrongly, i kept on saying 'fuck'. realli damn pissed la. lost so much time there. then 10 mins before the end of the paper, the lecturer suddenly shouted into the microphone saying 10 mins left. scare me la! i tot pens down. when time was up, the stupid electronic timer just sounded the alarm. it sounded like ambulance alarm. so freaking LOUD! i practically jumped up from the seat. i tink everybody did too.. i've a feeling i screwed up - my answers didnt seem right, it looked weird. hais hAiS HAIS... and yea, my period had to choose to come just b4 my finance paper started. wth la.. made me even more tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be so tense these 2 wks over all the workload tt i keep on having nightmares. one of it was the buses all came late, there was a jam and i was realli realli late. oni made it to sch 1 hr after the exam started. then yesterday i had another nightmare - dreamt i couldnt finish the paper. had 4 qsns but i oni managed to do 2 =( and i was so flustered. just like i was today. i actually thought i cldnt finish it for real. but i tink i wrote alot of rubbish. all of which i dun even noe if it's the correct ans. nv been so unsure of my test paper b4.. why all finance units so difficult one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my draft exam timetable is out alr.. and why am i not surprised? 4 exams on 4 consecutive days. 2 of them in the evening at 6.45pm. one of the papers is 3 hrs long. boohoohoo!!!! i wish i can just pretend i finished my whole uni course and i dun need to study anymore. so tired alr..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4619857290155669585?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4619857290155669585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4619857290155669585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4619857290155669585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4619857290155669585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-25-sept-2009-day-219-past-2-wks.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-959460199535904063</id><published>2009-09-11T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T20:33:18.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 12 Sept 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 205&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time passes so fast - dad is going back tmr morning.. my parents have been busy all week going to display homes, speaking with all the builders. and they still haven decided which builder to choose.. mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my couz is sick.. very sick. its been confirmed that he has dengue fever. so he's now lying in the hospital in critical condition. his platelets have gone down from a 100(safe level) to 39 to 19 yesterday!!! and he had to have 4 packs of blood transfusion. becos of dengue, his blood is not able to coagulate, so my auntie said his mouth nose all gt blood coming out. so gross..... so poor thing =( i've been praying very hard for him the past few days, even when i say my meal prayers.. hope the good Lord will answer all our prayers and make him better... haiz.. it was abt 1 wk ago that he feel ill. he had high fever which nv goes away and vomits out everything he drinks or eats. he must look really terrible, dehydrated and everything.. i wish it'll all go away.... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-959460199535904063?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/959460199535904063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=959460199535904063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/959460199535904063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/959460199535904063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/09/sat-12-sept-2009-day-205-time-passes-so.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2022361546739652346</id><published>2009-09-08T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T06:13:13.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 8 Sept 2009&lt;br /&gt;Day 201&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;papa came over safe and sound =) and we're all so happy! realli miss him so much.. the past 2 days my parents have been busy meeting up with all the builders, trying to make up their decision as to which builder to choose. and papa is scared of the cold! haha worse than i am.. he has to switch on the heat blower while bathing.. lol.. so cute. anyway, he came at the right time! he touched down in the early sun morn and when we all got up in the morning, we surprised him with a father's day cake!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, photos from father pavol's 30th bdae celebration..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTxbuv54I/AAAAAAAABag/ahhWizQRwe4/s1600-h/DSC02790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078913663166338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTxbuv54I/AAAAAAAABag/ahhWizQRwe4/s320/DSC02790.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTxKqvbAI/AAAAAAAABaY/yT556wwBpPo/s1600-h/DSC02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078909082954754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTxKqvbAI/AAAAAAAABaY/yT556wwBpPo/s320/DSC02791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTwvAOo6I/AAAAAAAABaQ/Jg6DYXGAXR4/s1600-h/DSC02793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078901656888226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTwvAOo6I/AAAAAAAABaQ/Jg6DYXGAXR4/s320/DSC02793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mama's red jelly =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTwbJ8yiI/AAAAAAAABaI/eUi2XfgwXZI/s1600-h/DSC02794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078896328952354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTwbJ8yiI/AAAAAAAABaI/eUi2XfgwXZI/s320/DSC02794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mama's sushi!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTv1W5mBI/AAAAAAAABaA/47bm9g_02fU/s1600-h/DSC02796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078886182721554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTv1W5mBI/AAAAAAAABaA/47bm9g_02fU/s320/DSC02796.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amanda, paeson and sharon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTbfhSjRI/AAAAAAAABZ4/oPPOsg6WDX4/s1600-h/DSC02799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078536723336466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTbfhSjRI/AAAAAAAABZ4/oPPOsg6WDX4/s320/DSC02799.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; group photo with father pavol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTbLR6n_I/AAAAAAAABZw/Xi88ohZeb8A/s1600-h/DSC02802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078531290144754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTbLR6n_I/AAAAAAAABZw/Xi88ohZeb8A/s320/DSC02802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTa00h03I/AAAAAAAABZo/uAM2Nph9IXw/s1600-h/DSC02804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078525261304690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTa00h03I/AAAAAAAABZo/uAM2Nph9IXw/s320/DSC02804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ahhh!! mama! must u?! u spoilt my face! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTaVJcpaI/AAAAAAAABZg/Z9Ym9IX_8jU/s1600-h/DSC02805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078516759111074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTaVJcpaI/AAAAAAAABZg/Z9Ym9IX_8jU/s320/DSC02805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; haha she's SOOOO cute...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTaGQWCvI/AAAAAAAABZY/7sFiwDtHmYg/s1600-h/DSC02810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379078512761506546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTaGQWCvI/AAAAAAAABZY/7sFiwDtHmYg/s320/DSC02810.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS5aNNzwI/AAAAAAAABZQ/7bOJhGLFtI0/s1600-h/DSC02812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077951181410050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS5aNNzwI/AAAAAAAABZQ/7bOJhGLFtI0/s320/DSC02812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4wpsDxI/AAAAAAAABZI/C3qfssbklnM/s1600-h/DSC02813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077940026543890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4wpsDxI/AAAAAAAABZI/C3qfssbklnM/s320/DSC02813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the buffet table packed with lotsa pple! there was just enuff food to feed everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4hhCsoI/AAAAAAAABZA/DWMmsdoZBxk/s1600-h/DSC02815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077935963746946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4hhCsoI/AAAAAAAABZA/DWMmsdoZBxk/s320/DSC02815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4fFfT8I/AAAAAAAABY4/hkT7v7gzFB0/s1600-h/DSC02816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077935311310786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS4fFfT8I/AAAAAAAABY4/hkT7v7gzFB0/s320/DSC02816.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oooo mouth-watering colourful donuts!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS3-jDUFI/AAAAAAAABYw/Lv6ANWavwmU/s1600-h/DSC02830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379077926576934994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZS3-jDUFI/AAAAAAAABYw/Lv6ANWavwmU/s320/DSC02830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the dancing frenzy~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRs9HwZZI/AAAAAAAABYo/5lEzrCocEyo/s1600-h/DSC02866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379076637703824786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRs9HwZZI/AAAAAAAABYo/5lEzrCocEyo/s320/DSC02866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; papa's cream-filled swiss roll cake! he shld be thankful we oni put 1 candle for him hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRskfKdgI/AAAAAAAABYg/B5OkcJAB-_E/s1600-h/DSC02868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379076631091115522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRskfKdgI/AAAAAAAABYg/B5OkcJAB-_E/s320/DSC02868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRsJKxSYI/AAAAAAAABYY/jPqVz5qHH_o/s1600-h/DSC02869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379076623757822338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZRsJKxSYI/AAAAAAAABYY/jPqVz5qHH_o/s320/DSC02869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2022361546739652346?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2022361546739652346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2022361546739652346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2022361546739652346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2022361546739652346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/09/tue-8-sept-2009-day-201-papa-came-over.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/SqZTxbuv54I/AAAAAAAABag/ahhWizQRwe4/s72-c/DSC02790.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-1626973294506842132</id><published>2009-09-03T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T07:45:48.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 3 Sept 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 196&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, HAPPY BIRTHDAY YING HUI!!! oh gosh, cant believe we're all 21 le.. feeling "old" alr? hehe.. how did ur day go? hope it was smashing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, about a week ago, papa said he may be coming down to see us and stay for abt 2 wks. we were so happy then but were cautious to not be too hopeful. becos he cancelled his trip 3 times throughout the 2.5 yrs that we've been here. and he nv did come over because of work =( it's always work, all his client's fault~! one min sae "yar yar, u can go for holiday. the goods haven come yet so u can go relax." nxt min when papa wants to come over alr, then he saes "sry u cant go. the shipment has arrived." so irritating lea! anyway, yea he cancelled his trip once more - 4th time. mama was very upset. he crushed her heart so many times. that night, i dreamt that he flew over in a flash when he decided that he'll b coming down. BUT it had to be JUST a dream.. aiz.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gt GREAT NEWS! my parents have FINALLY bought a piece of land! after 2 years of searching for a place to call our home!! fengshui fengshui fengshui. all becos of it, it's so difficult to find a place cos this cannot, that cannot. garage have to be on the left hand side, kitchen sink cannot be opposite stove, house cannot be near schools, house must be in a particular direction bla bla bla.. there are so many more "rules" but i can't possibly list them all out. cos there are way too many! if u knew how many there were, u wld understand why it took us sooooo freaking long to find a suitable house. this land that my parents just bought appears to be of the same direction as my spore warren house (which means its very very gd) - this is the first time my mum took the direction and its perfect. anyway, she just signed the land ownership papers today so the land is officially ours now. and to take advantage of the first house ownership govt grant ($14,000), we have to sign a contract with a builder company by the 3rd wk of sept in order to receive the grant. that's why we're really rushing to get a house. and that MEANS PAPA IS COMING DOWN!!! his flight is scheduled on saturday 12am.. oh yeh! although it's oni for 1 wk, but it's better than none at all =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn happy these 2 days. yesterday received a letter of commendation from the sch for last semester's results. ahhhhh!!!! =) =) =) i'm over the moon now. someone pls pull me back to earth haha.. i gtta finish up my assignment. went to see the tutor and it looks like i'm on the wrong track. my report is 80-90% wrong cos i looked at it from a different perspective and identified some pts. wrongly. haiz.. i took so long to write it somemore. gotta redo it.. lucky i went to see her if not i wld just fail for this paper. aiyaaaa, charmaine jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1626973294506842132?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1626973294506842132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1626973294506842132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1626973294506842132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1626973294506842132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/09/thur-3-sept-2009-day-196-about-week-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7134563342012039440</id><published>2009-08-29T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:35:32.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 30 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 192&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time on fri. walked alot and shopped till we drop. lol.. luckily i didnt. i only got a belt =) joyce's friend wanted to meet up for lunch. and so we were invited to a chinese restaurant in northbridge. dim sum lunch~ her friend's about the same age as us, from china and is married to an australian and has a mixed blood kid. wooaaaaa~~~~~ i learnt from joyce before the lunch that she's the same age, married and has a kid. that's all. fullstop. shock no. 1 came when her husband came to pick us up to go to the restaurant - ang-moh. shock no. 2 was her husband has some white hair. i'm gauging he is about 40 plus. shock no. 3: i know the china gal! she's from my accounting (external reporting) class last semester. LOL! i only noe she's married. but not to an ang-moh! wad a small world this is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, joyce's younger brother, same age as amanda, was also from CJC. that means there's a possibility that amanda's boyfriend may know him! they even joined the frisbee inter-house competition. wad are the odds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days so cold... last morn it reached as low as 2 degrees. i kept on shivering. i tot i was falling sick. last morn went to give choon kiat a surprise! cooked him some kong ba bao and made jellies. went out early in the morn to get a small chocolate cake for him too =) then drove all the way to murdoch. we tried our very best to light up the candle. but the wind was so cold and strong that it kept on extinguishing the fire. sang bdae song for him i aso zao siah cos i was shivering. lol so paiseh.. he didnt even get to blow the candle cos the flame extinguished just after we sang finish the bdae song. haha.. but yea.. hope he had a good 21st with his parents yesterday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last nite aso had a bdae bash for the priest. everyone who came brought a dish to the table. mama made sushi and jellies.. initially, the spread on the buffet table was quite pathetic. i thought with so many pple, it's not gonna feed everyone. but half hour later, the table was packed with food. not a single space was left on the table. i must admit, there's quite a variety of desserts. there was also fruit punch, added with champagne. GOOD man~~ we clapped as father pavol stepped into the party room. sang him a bdae song, said grace and everyone dug into the food. after that, there was singning and dancing. the songs all old old one.. lol but u see all the kids just dancing non-stop. we got up to dance too. one of the songs was "Go Johnny Go". hehe LOVED that.. =) wad a night. but sadly we didnt stay to see the father cut his cake cos' mama was tired. so we went home. but i'm glad i danced. it was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's sunday and 2 wks has passed since i last submitted my applications for singapore internship. they stated that 2 wks was the cut-off point to see if u've got any replies. if u didnt, u were not shortlisted. and i'm not =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe.. keeping quiet is not the answer either. i tot he'd realise i was acting differently but he doesnt. i'm such a loser. why am i not able to voice out my unhappiness?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7134563342012039440?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7134563342012039440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7134563342012039440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7134563342012039440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7134563342012039440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-30-aug-2009-day-192-i-had-great.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-8075081470297500247</id><published>2009-08-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T08:36:08.217-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 27 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 188&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes work sucks.. it really does. some managers are just ****** i wish i can just throw the burgers at them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a weird and sad dream a couple of days back. i dreamt of siew hui and me.. really very random. both of us were at the ground floor of a HDB block and we were shooting at each other with GUNS! hiding behind walls and shooting from the corners. i thought i saw ming wei at the background aso haha! and i dunno why but no matter how many times i shoot siew hui, she cant seem to die. lol.. and she keeps on shooting me in the butt!!! ahhh so painful.. then finally i managed to shoot her down and she collapsed in my arms. and when she was saying her dying words, i felt so bad i burst out into tears. i was crying so horribly and kept on apologising. and i tink in real life, my nose started to get stuffy and i couldnt breathe so i woke up from the dream.. so funny hor? i want to kill her but i feel so sad when i succeed. but why wld i wan her dead in the first place? she's my good friend! my dreams are just so random.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just thinkin abt us the other day and realised that we've already been tgt for 2 yrs 8 mths but effectively, we've only spent 1 yr tgt take away maybe 1 mth because of army BMT. the time i am away from him (1 yr 8 mths) is MORE than the amt of time i spend with him (1yr)! not to mention i've to add another 3 more mths till i go back. which makes it almost 2 yrs! double the time i spend with him.. oh gosh.. this isnt helping me at all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-8075081470297500247?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/8075081470297500247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=8075081470297500247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8075081470297500247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/8075081470297500247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/thur-27-aug-2009-day-188-sometimes-work.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2336178520293666933</id><published>2009-08-26T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T08:43:37.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 26 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 187&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is tuition free week! but i dun seem to have any free time.. weird. i'm always busy.. mmm~ haven started on my assignment which is due in 2 wks time.. argh! but so lazy la.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met someone new this semester =D she's from spore too! her name is joyce and i click with her.. there are others from spore whom i come across but it's only hi-bye relationships with them. joyce reminds me so much of ying hui.. i just dunno why. maybe its the way she talks lol.. and its so easy to talk to her, just like how it is with ying hui.. i'm going shopping with her this fri, along with amanda! go out relax relax abit.. cos last wk handed in an assignment and had a test.. oh gosh.. the test ah.. i spent the ENTIRE day thinking abt the qsn and i still cant come up with the answer. there's only one qsn and it's worth 10 marks! which makes up 10% of the whole unit assessment!!! i dun wan to get 0 marks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling down.. but i'm compelled to be understanding as well.. how to combine the two? hang in there for another wk or 2 then decide wad to do.. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2336178520293666933?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2336178520293666933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2336178520293666933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2336178520293666933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2336178520293666933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/wed-26-aug-2009-day-187-this-week-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-645044253663245926</id><published>2009-08-20T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T08:22:04.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 20 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 181&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama bought mooncakes!!! yes i noe.. it's not anywhere near mooncake festival.. but over here, the best time to eat them is now.. cos businesses normally import them during this time period and they'll keep it for 2 mths until oct - mooncake festival. so gross rite? the last i had it around end aug, oct so the mooncake didnt taste that gd le. i tink the last i had such gd mooncakes was 2 yrs ago.. see how deprived i am? mama bought double yolk mooncakes. soooo SHIOK! amanda and sharon dunno how to eat the egg yolks so i kapo theirs. WAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new-found favourites is olives! i used to hate the taste alot. but now i quite like it =) but i still dun really fancy century egg.. eeerrghhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh my leg pain pain.. wad u call the area around the part joining my leg and pelvic bone? my mum says its the groin. haiz.. it really hurts. last time i had an old injury. and becos now the weather's pretty bad (been raining everyday for the past week so cold cold), i tink the pain came back again.. it affects my whole day and can last for about a week. aiyoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-645044253663245926?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/645044253663245926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=645044253663245926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/645044253663245926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/645044253663245926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/thur-20-aug-2009-day-181-mama-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7569665035626863629</id><published>2009-08-15T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T05:43:13.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 15 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 176&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was raining cats and dogs today.. well almost the whole day. so it's kinda cold now.. with all the cold draft.. there were also a few showers of hail stones.. quite alot lei.. lucky i'm at home the whole day, well except for church..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we had sushi!!! homemade sushi.. mama bought a sushi making pack back in spore and brought it here to try. there was the seaweed, the condiments to make the rice. we bought raw SMOKED SALMON too!!! mama cut some zucchini and cooked some chicken - all to put as stuffing in the seaweed wrapped sushi. made 10 rolls in total and had it for lunch. im surprised it was filling =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a much happier person now.. but not full glass happy yet. with the help of a friend, i'm considering other options and opportunities. i hope it works out for me! gonna pray hard hard =D wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7569665035626863629?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7569665035626863629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7569665035626863629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7569665035626863629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7569665035626863629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/sat-15-aug-2009-day-176-it-was-raining.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6761197206007545817</id><published>2009-08-13T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:21:49.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 13 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 174&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean, u're right. i shldn't pour all my feelings out here whenever i feel like it. i shld have been more sensitive. Sometimes, it's better if we keep our feelings to ourselves. at least only one person hurts. i've just made a huge mistake and i dunno how to redeem myself. i only noe it's best to keep quiet now and let time heal itself. i just hope it's soon.. *big sighhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-6761197206007545817?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6761197206007545817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6761197206007545817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6761197206007545817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6761197206007545817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/thur-13-aug-2009-day-174-sean-ure-right.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4784715175797544358</id><published>2009-08-12T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:54:05.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 12 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 173&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i still feeling the same way? i thought i've made up my mind. but considering this is the last internship i can actually do before i graduate, i cant seem to put my mind at ease. i'm giving up this chance. do i really want to? =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4784715175797544358?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4784715175797544358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4784715175797544358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4784715175797544358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4784715175797544358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/wed-12-aug-2009-day-173-why-am-i-still.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7106689249517532543</id><published>2009-08-11T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T08:39:28.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 11 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 172&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm finally free!!!! =) i've freed myself of the problem that has troubled me for months! i wanted to do internship but most of the companies here that offer that only have it during the summer break (dec-feb). and it breaks my heart cos' i aso wan to go home to spore. why is life so unfair? why cant we have the best of both worlds? that way, it'll solve everything. everyone's telling me that internship is good for ur future - i shld give it a shot. i've tried once and failed. but that really isnt the main issue. i can still try again at other companies. i'm more prepared now, knowing wad qsns i wld be asked and wad situations i wld be put into if i do get offered an interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i miss home.. so badly. i miss my boyfriend. the middle of the year is always the hardest for me. cos i still have halfway more to go. at least in mar, apr, i still have the memories fresh in my mind and i wun feel that bad. but in jul, oh man! everything just starts tumbling down cos i've spent so much time here. i always feel the lowest at this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've made up my mind to forgo a higher chance of getting a job in the future and trade it for an earlier flight home. to me, family and friends are priority no. 1. the rest can wait. though i'm still struggling with the idea if i've made a wrong decision, but i feel it in my heart that i'm more than 50% inclined to going home at the end of the year. i wouldnt miss christmas, new year's day, chinese new year and valentine's day for the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moreover, i may consider doing honours. if i do, then i may be able to delay my internship? i dunno whether they gt internships for honour students. mmm.. and not forgetting, honour students that graduate have a higher chance of finding a job! so i'm crossing my fingers and hoping that this plan can help me to get a job soon after graduation. after graduation lei, i've yet to decide. the future's still a blur. shld i work in perth or go back spore to find a job? some of my friends were saying work in australia for a few years. once u get experience, then move back to spore - easier to find a job this way. but its easier than done. there are alot of factors i've to consider, some of which i hold very dear to my heart. like am i going to be able to sustain my relationship with him if i do that? this is so frustrating... i nv really discussed abt the future with him. dunno whether we're too scared to talk abt it or wad.. but i wonder wad he thinks. i wan to noe how he feels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7106689249517532543?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7106689249517532543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7106689249517532543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7106689249517532543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7106689249517532543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/tue-11-aug-2009-day-172-im-finally-free.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7767828632115784718</id><published>2009-08-09T02:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T02:29:39.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 9 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 170&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many things on my mind. i wish i can just chuck them away. it's making me so confused and irritated with myself. haisssss..... feel like my heart is so heavy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7767828632115784718?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7767828632115784718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7767828632115784718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7767828632115784718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7767828632115784718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/sun-9-aug-2009-day-170-i-have-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-5041121936541121417</id><published>2009-08-07T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:26:02.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 7 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 168&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe my bruise is the size of two 50 cent coins. argh! other pple might tink i'm being abused cos gt one big red red patch on my hand. hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5041121936541121417?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5041121936541121417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5041121936541121417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5041121936541121417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5041121936541121417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/fri-7-aug-2009-day-168-i-cant-believe.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2346010624224456982</id><published>2009-08-06T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T02:02:20.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 6 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 167&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a bad day.. hurt my hand by hitting myself against sth hard at work. now my whole hand is swollen. u noe how it feels when u hurt ur elbow? the feeling of numbness and sharp pain. yea this was how i felt. i cldnt even squeeze the ketchup bottles properly after that =( and becos i couldnt really use my right hand well, instead of pouring the onion rings into the basket to cook, i accidentally dropped some into the oil and it spilled up towards me. now my hand gt another 2 more burn marks. last year gt one on the same hand and the scar is still there. gosh.. i'm gonnna turn out so ugly. burn scars everywhere. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama cooked tea leaf eggs today! she bought the herbal egg ingredient packet back in spore and brought it here. yeh! so long nv eat le. heex.. she wanted to give some to my relatives as well as our neighbours. but sharon said dun give our neighbours. she so greedy hey.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm one of my tutors is from china and her english pronounciation is horrible..somemore she's teaching auditing. its all words and australian standards. -.-" i wonder why the uni hire her lea. i mean this is an australian sch. there'll be many australian students around. how would they be able to understand her teaching? cos i don't sometimes. for them, i tink it's worse! plus for this auditing unit, there's no model answer for the tutorial qsns. so she just talks and gives the main points. ahhh crap. am i going to survive this unit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe that people dare to give counterfeit notes here. someone gave a $100 counterfeit note today. my manager checked the cash till to count the money and realised the $100 note was smaller than usual and that the colour was a little dark. she used a paper and dab water on it and the colour came off. genuine notes are supposed to be plastic so the colour wun come off. the gal responsible for that till had to pay $100 to replace the fake note. so poor thing la.. wad i dun understand is why cant they just report this to the head office? why must make her pay? my manager was nice enuff to split half half with that gal but she refused. this kind of situation happened b4. but it was a $50 note then. $100 is really alot of money lei.. luckily i nv handle money. i tink i'll cry if i have to choke out $100 of my own money.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2346010624224456982?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2346010624224456982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2346010624224456982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2346010624224456982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2346010624224456982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/thur-6-aug-2009-day-167-todays-bad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4852455038788120287</id><published>2009-08-01T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T03:05:34.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 1 Aug 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 162&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yehz! mama is coming home tmr.. so is ck. yest my cousin, clement, came to visit us. he just flew from brisbane after his studies to find a job here. he's currently living with his friend now. but i tink he's trying to find an apartment for himself. but one room apartment costs quite a alot. according to him, its about $300 plus per week? yikes! and our house rental is only $350 per week. my mum did offer him a room at our place so i tink he came over last nite to have a look at the house. but i guess he's still considering. actually our rented house isnt very big. so if he's coming to stay, amanda and sharon have to give up their study room. i'm kinda happy if he comes to stay =) moreover, he doesnt have to pay so much for a room. maybe about $85 per week? well that's my mum's decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clement came over last night with the vodka cruisers that amanda asked him to buy -.-" tgt with his gf and another guy friend. i was surprised his gf came along.. mmm~~~ i realli dunno he is 25 yrs old already. he doesnt look like his age. he looks younger. then i realised oh yar hor, im already 21 =( so old.. guess our family all have the young-looking genes heh heh heh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4852455038788120287?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4852455038788120287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4852455038788120287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4852455038788120287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4852455038788120287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/08/sat-1-aug-2009-day-162-yehz-mama-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1599539429920733868</id><published>2009-07-29T02:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:53:01.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 29 July 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 159&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charmaine is so happy and yet scheming at the same time! i gt all my bks @ 50% off the original price. but of cos, they're 2nd hand bks. my friends are still trying to source for their bks and i snigger at their attempts to try and get the lowest price for the bks - cos their prices were not able to beat mine =) heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made some money today too! bought my bk 2nd hand last sem at $70. this sem i sold it for $80. MUAHAHAHA! im such a liar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1599539429920733868?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1599539429920733868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1599539429920733868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1599539429920733868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1599539429920733868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/wed-29-july-2009-day-159-charmaine-is.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4158479939896301136</id><published>2009-07-28T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:04:34.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 28 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 158&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day back in uni is just disastrous. Wore my contact lens the other way round. No wonder my vision was so blur. i kept on rolling and blinking my eyes, hoping it'll get better but it didnt. mmm didnt tink i'd be wearing it the wrong way. cos i nv did b4. for 2 yrs.. -.-" the funny thing is, normally if i wear it the wrong way, i wld have known cos it'll make my eyes feel uncomfortable, then i'll change it back. but this time i didnt feel anything at all except the poor vision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, i boarded the wrong bus home. it was already 5.30pm. sky was beginning to get dark. i wished that bus cld have put 72A instead of 72 so we wld noe its a different bus - that it terminates at an earlier stop (an ulu place somemore). made me have to walk quite a distance to catch a bus back to curtin (my starting pt.) and then start all over again. haiz.. wasted half an hr of my time. by the time i took my 2nd bus home, i cant even see the road or houses properly. soooo DARKKK!!! the problem with places here is that there are hardly any lamp posts. u can only depend on the buses for light (which they hardly operate regularly at night - only every hr) USELESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4158479939896301136?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4158479939896301136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4158479939896301136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4158479939896301136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4158479939896301136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/tue-28-jul-2009-day-158-my-first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-589479793361452968</id><published>2009-07-24T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T06:14:33.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 24 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 154&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mama tan has decided to stay back in spore for another 1 more week. she said she'll oni be away for a minimum of 2 wks to a max of 3 wks. bluff us one. hmph! now she'll be gone for 1 mth. she wanted to take advantage of the qantas promotion ----&gt; sin-perth and perth-sin ticket for only $480. quite cheap eh.. SIA is also having the same promotion! SIA! can u believe it? their ticket normally cost abt $1000 over for a to and fro ticket whereas for qantas it's $800. now they're both promoting it for $480, provided u travel in august -.-" so she'll be returning on 2 aug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so sinful. haven gone to church for 2 wks le. cos my mum said she doesnt want us to go for the saturday evening mass cos' it's too dark and we have to walk 20 mins there. sunday i've to work so only my 2 sisters attend church. when she announced she'll only be back a wk later, i thought to myself - oh no, i'm gonna miss another 2 wks of church =( i'm a bad bad gal.. but it's not becos i dun wanna go! it's too dangerous for gals to walk around at night here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was supposed to meet a guy so he can sell me his books. waited for him impatiently, even called and sms him but he didnt pick up. i msg him the night b4, reminding him to meet today. huh! guys are------&gt; slpyheads. he overslept. after that he claims that carousel is too far away for him and asked if we cld meet in uni. but uni is too far away for me. besides, he has a car! just now he phoned me and said he cld come to my place, also told me he bought his bk in msia and it looks different from the rest of the bks but the topics are the same. at that moment, i became abit sceptical, dunno whether wan to buy from him. we hung up and i was supposed to msg him my house address. but instead, i went to check out who else is selling the bk and i found another seller! quickly phoned the gal and whew~ thank goodness she hasnt sold her bk and her bk is way cheaper than the guy's! she's selling for $50 while he's selling for $70. maybe its fate the guy and i didnt meet todae. hiak hiak hiak hiak~ so happy now =) i just made a sweet deal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uni is starting nxt wk le.. so fast. i actually thought i wld be enjoying this holidays. i had 6 wks off and i thought i cld wind down after studying so hard but NOOOO... i was working my ass off. worked like 4 days a week. so tiring and bored. i love holidays, just not with work planned in it. mmm becos mama tan is not back in perth nxt wk, i cant go for my evening lecture on tue 6.30-8.30pm. so crappy ah.. it's the only lecture for that subject and i've no choice but to enrol for that. becos it's really late and nobody's able to fetch me home, mama said dun go =( but it's my first lecture and there's so much impt stuff the lecturer will sae grrrrrrrr!!!!!!! angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brrr so cold. it's getting colder. so terribly cold. i wish i can carry the heater with me everywhere i go =( i wish he's here to keep me warm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-589479793361452968?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/589479793361452968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=589479793361452968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/589479793361452968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/589479793361452968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/fri-24-jul-2009-day-154-slpyheads.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2423207566777483230</id><published>2009-07-13T06:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T06:42:03.447-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 13 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 143&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were invited to paesan's house yesterday for dinner. had bbq food - sausages, beef, chicken wings, fried onions, mushrooms, salad and mashed potato. yum yum =) also came back from work yesterday to smell something awesome! initially i tot it was milo but i found it weird that such an aroma can fill the entire house. it turned out my sisters baked choc chip cookies!! they tried phaelyn's cookie recipe. so surprising.. tot they'll nv do it in my absence. ooph! the cookies are chewy and crunchy at the same time. fantastic! i ate 7-8 cookies at a go.. so fat eh? HEHE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning on my way to work, i met paesan on the bus. he wanted to go to carousel to get something nice for sharon. as i had some time b4 i start work, i accompanied him to buy a bear and chocolates. and then after that, we said our goodbyes and he went to buy pink and orange tiger lilies - sharon's favourite. awww!! i'm so jealous. he said he just suddenly felt like giving her a surprise. i aso want.. *hint hint* ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2423207566777483230?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2423207566777483230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2423207566777483230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2423207566777483230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2423207566777483230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/mon-13-jul-2009-day-143-we-were-invited.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-678396097402482510</id><published>2009-07-10T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T05:52:51.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 10 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 140&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i happened to have a craving for cookies the nxt day after i had the double choc chip cookies that night at paesan's place. So.. i gt sharon to buy me some ingredients for making cookies. and i got down to baking it. flipped thru the cookbook and decided to make lemon cream biscuits. i was sooo interested in making sth delicious that i forgot i had not baked in a very long time and i was taking an unusually long time to prepare everything. haa! i took a total of 2.5 hrs to make the cookies -.-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;first, i had to make the cookie dough. after putting the cookies into the oven, i got down to preparing the lemon cream. little did i realise that my cookies were BURNT! the cookbook said 10-12 mins but it was only 8 mins when it was burnt -.-" shld have watched the oven.. grrr. Panicking, i quickly opened the oven and my eyes stung at the heat. in my mind, i was thinking, "oh shit! the smoke alarm will definitely go off.." and it did. so stupid ah! yesterday it went off becos amanda made a newspaper catch fire. the nxt day i had to make it go off again becos of my baking disaster. wad can i sae? aiyoyo.. mama where are u?! ur 2 daughters are hopeless in the kitchen HAHA.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my 2 trays of cookies were totally chao tah.. so i had to throw it all away. only had abt half a cookie dough left. so sad =( if i was careful, i wld b able to make more. wanted to give some to paesan's family for being so nice - always inviting us over for dinner. but there wasnt enuff. so pathetic. luckily the 2nd batch was good. learnt my lesson. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356809644115711554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Slc1_V7nVkI/AAAAAAAABXo/aAsejQ7Z6VI/s320/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;they look yummy hor? taste yummy too!! =) i tink these are the best cookies i've baked so far. and my sisters agree too. very addictive.. but too bad there wasnt enuff to go around. they also said my cookies had better shape than mama's haha! mmm maybe i bake again for mama to try when she comes back =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeh! dear is returning from hong kong soon. haven communicated with him ever since he left. miss him.. mmmm...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-678396097402482510?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/678396097402482510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=678396097402482510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/678396097402482510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/678396097402482510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/fri-10-jul-2009-day-140-i-happened-to.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/Slc1_V7nVkI/AAAAAAAABXo/aAsejQ7Z6VI/s72-c/DSC02145.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-564156260816855015</id><published>2009-07-08T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T09:20:37.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 8 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 138&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last 3 days, including today have been spectacular! firstly, we didnt have to cook for dinner cos every night sharon's bf's dad (uncle dom) invited us over to their place =D the previous night was prawn noodle soup. tonight was ROTI PRATA!! muahahahah!! we're so blessed. somemore it's uncle dom's first time cooking those food. i must sae he's a genius. he doesnt follow any recipe and he can cook something nice. sharon's bf's sister aso baked dark chocolate chip cookies after dinner. YUMMY!! they're soft and chewy. i gt the recipe from her. yeh! can bake it someday =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, wanna hear something stupid? we were talking at peason's house (sharon's bf) and amanda brought up the incident in the past where she over-toasted the bread such that the smoke alarm went off. and she made a joke tt we shld test the fire alarm every once a year to see if its working. and u noe wad?! just yesterday, she set the house on FIRE!!!! ok.. i'm exaggerating. haha.. =p she put a newspaper so near the pan that it caught fire while sharon was cooking the salmon. upon seeing the fire, she quickly brought it to the basin and tried putting it down with fire but instead the fire gt bigger -.-" the nxt thing we knew, the fire alarm sounded. ahahah!! damn stupid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now for the greatest news of all!! MY RESULTS ARE OUT!!! and i'm soooooooooooooo HAPPY =) this is even better than my first semester in curtin. so surprising la! i was literally in shock when i checked my results. as usual, i didnt tink i cld pull it off this semester. i was still working during my study free week la. but dear ALWAYS insist i wld do well. guess he's right.. haha.. well, here are the results -------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounting (External Reporting) 91&lt;br /&gt;Accounting (Systems) 94&lt;br /&gt;Finance (Principles) 90&lt;br /&gt;Mathematical Economics 90&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my dad thinks i shld pursue an Honours or Masters degree.. ahhh i dunno. if u see how much i suffer during my semester, u will freak out. cos my mum and sisters already did lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-564156260816855015?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/564156260816855015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=564156260816855015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/564156260816855015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/564156260816855015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/wed-8-jul-2009-day-138-accounting.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4359604225371272406</id><published>2009-07-05T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T07:22:43.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 5 Jul 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 135&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! i went out to watch a movie. haven done so for 6 mths.. caught Transformers La Premiere.. ;) i thought it was gonna be really special like how my parents described their experience back in spore - big couch where a couple can snuggle close to each other. but over here it's pretty much the same as a normal movie ticket, just that we have the best top seats, free popcorn and drinks and it costs $33 per ticket! rip off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night after church, we were invited to have steamboat with sharon's boyfriend and his family.. there was quite a spread. we also brought with us koniyaku fruit jelly and wine.. wad a filling dinner =) the wine made my head a little dizzy.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum went back to spore todae.. wonder if she has touched down safely. she's gonna stay for about 2-3 wks. i suddenly realised i only gt 3 more wks b4 uni starts. so fast eh.. how time flies while u're relaxing. haiz.. and results will be out this wed. hope i'll do well!! *cross my fingers* =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4359604225371272406?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4359604225371272406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4359604225371272406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4359604225371272406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4359604225371272406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/07/sun-5-jul-2009-day-135-finally-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2294259571844026096</id><published>2009-06-27T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T08:00:23.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's the day of sharon's church confirmation - where she receives the holy spirit. sadly, i had to work and cant turn up =( her godparents (her bf's parents) went for the church service too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was super tiring.. working on a saturday - the busiest day of the week - was bad enuff, there was aso a circus next to our store. my legs and lower back were aching so badly and i still gotta make orders as fast as possible. actually i'm so tired and bored of work. or shld i sae, i DREAD work. i HATE some pple there. they're rude and mean. somehow, i was thinking to myself today while working, if they forced me to stay for longer than my expected work shift, i wld hav just stormed out and tell them i quit. cos i've church and had to rush home. and tmr i've work in the morn so i cant go church. haiz.. when they're short of pple, they treat u so nice and plead with u to stay longer. if it's not that, they snap at u.. i cant believe i actually take all this SHIT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church alone in the evening cos everyone else attended church in the morning to celebrate sharon's confirmation. the archbishop specially came to host the mass and i got to see him for the first time in person and even receive holy communion from him. =) during the mass, we offered a prayer and sang a song in memory of Michael Jackson who just passed away.. the name of the song is "Heal the World".. great touching song which talks about people dying and making the world a better place. i must admit i didnt feel much for the loss of Michael Jackson until today, after we sang that song. towards the end of the mass, i felt so emotional. my eyes watered as i remembered everyone i miss so dearly back at home.. family, friends, him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wind and rain is so ghastly strong todae!! its like freak weather u noe.. tmr's gonna be the same.. aiyoyo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just found out todae that my JC friends went on a trip to vietnam a few days ago.. for a while there, i was kinda upset that i wasnt invited. but i understand la, i'm so far away.. difficult to arrange aso.. but i'm feeling ok now. just that im dying to go away for a holiday too. feel so tired of everything - of work, study. but at least, i can endure them. the one thing i cant endure is waiting. waiting to go home. waiting to see and hug everyone. im slowly losing my patience. choon kiat is sooo lucky to be able to go home =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like being in perth or australia for that matter.. i've nv liked it since the first moment i stepped foot into australia to start my degree course. i've lost contact wif many sporean friends as a result and u'd expect i gained as many friends here. but the number i gain fails palely in comparison with wad i lost. the feeling is not the same either - when i go back home and meet up with friends, something feels "off". i guess distance does make pple feel differently towards each other.. its inevitable.. i wish i NEVER needed to come to perth in the first place. it's the root of all my problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2294259571844026096?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2294259571844026096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2294259571844026096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2294259571844026096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2294259571844026096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/06/todays-day-of-sharons-church.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4612434099406946429</id><published>2009-06-17T00:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T03:25:12.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 17 Jun 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 117&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are finally over!!! feels so great to be relaxing once more.. i've been so stressed and worried over my exams tt i was unable to recover from my persistent dry cough. been having it for 1 mth, along with phlegm, flu, sore throat. for that moment, i actually thought i had swine flu. so scary! thank gdness it's not.. but surprisingly, now i'm fully recovered. thanks to long hrs of slp i get to hav after exams. during the mth following up to the exams, the most i had was 6 hrs of slp every nite.. wad a nightmare.. no wonder cant get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, now i'm working more than usual, since its holidays now. and just took up driving. started yesterday. my first lesson was terrible. cant do my turns properly. aso gt roundabout. GOSH.. i rem having to keep on going around the same square plot of land over and over again just to get it right. sth i'm successful, others not. so i've not perfected it yet. it's A$50 an hr.. and i've 3 lessons nxt wk, meaning my whole week is full - work and driving. amanda passed her driving practical assessment last sat. and i've yet to noe how to drive. i so shi bai ah.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated mother's day and i didnt hav the time to put up the photos till now.. sooo here they are~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348191963508492178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYQT-Fx5I/AAAAAAAABXA/XtsKVNkjh1k/s320/4522_97668556612_644561612_2591944_5907377_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; mama and her beautiful flowers ($20) and bear ($6!!!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348191968701966690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYQnUT6WI/AAAAAAAABXI/qzWJLUN0keI/s320/4522_97668561612_644561612_2591945_3678140_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and of course, a $1 card and wine ($10) to spice up the celebration. Not forgetting, the must-always-have cake. but this time, it's not cake but blueberry and apple crumble pie ($5) =D haha if u realised, we're on a cheap budget. lol.. when we're abt to start the celebration, we turned on the laptop to do video calling with our family and relatives back home in spore. so while they were singing and blowing out the candles back home, we were doing the same over here in perth. quite heartwarming to hear everyone's laughter and feel the spirit.. miss everyone.. mmm =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348191972321959154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYQ0zYnPI/AAAAAAAABXQ/TICxfKfMWwk/s320/4522_97668591612_644561612_2591949_4413300_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348191975622430450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYRBGRzvI/AAAAAAAABXY/jyq1WpUwUBg/s320/4522_97668641612_644561612_2591958_2837555_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;how DARE u crack my neck?! argh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348191982044131794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYRZBVMdI/AAAAAAAABXg/iG8sj-eTqKA/s320/4522_97668676612_644561612_2591963_4081864_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;mama acting cute.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4612434099406946429?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4612434099406946429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4612434099406946429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4612434099406946429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4612434099406946429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-17-jun-2009-day-117-exams-are.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/SjiYQT-Fx5I/AAAAAAAABXA/XtsKVNkjh1k/s72-c/4522_97668556612_644561612_2591944_5907377_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-5466896792260629920</id><published>2009-04-27T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:47:17.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mon, 27 Apr 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 66&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really really exhausted... worked like a dog todae. it's a public holiday to make up for Anzac day on saturday. yet we dun get double pay =( cos the saturday pple got double pay already. so unfair.. got so angry wif da manager as well. i asked if i could leave 10 mins earlier cos my bus comes at 4.55pm when im supposed to finish at 5pm. then she said NO.. 5 mins earlier. by then, my bus would hav left alr!!! stupid idiot.. cannot count ah?!! hmphhhhhh! but i couldnt care less.. i dun wan to wait 1 hr for the nxt freaking bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i left and waited at the bus stop, a fight started btwn 2 gals. a 40-ish woman and a teenager were fighting. firstly, there was the verbal insult (all the f*CK words came out), then it developed into a sprawl. they were pulling at each other's hair, scratching each other's faces. spitting. oh my gosh la! seriously la.. i've seen more than my fair share of fights over here and i dun recall having to see one back in spore. and the pple here, yucks man! they stink soooooo much and they're sooo dirty. u see their hair got white flakes and u see clumps of oily hair.. eeeyyerrr.. like they nv bathe in days. one of them was sitting in front of me when i was on the way home. initially i tot it was a fat guy and woman (the one wif the disgusting hair) in front of me. later the guy hugged the woman and slept on her shoulder. but when the woman turned back, i saw moustache eh!!! eekksss!! dunno whether guy or gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anxiously waiting to go home cos i'm so tired, the bus passed by a house on fire. the fire engine was directly in front of the house and the bus had to change lanes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. this is just NOT my day.. i miss spore =( so safe, so peaceful, weather so nice, things so cheap. no wonder im dying to return home so much.. but.. my family will b staying here..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-5466896792260629920?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/5466896792260629920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=5466896792260629920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5466896792260629920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/5466896792260629920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/mon-27-apr-2009-day-66-im-really-really.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-2176998196327198014</id><published>2009-04-24T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:29:44.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 25 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 64&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of torture!!! i completed 3 tests and 1 assignment tis wk.. whew.. so damn busy, not to mention tiring. had lack of slp la.. slept so much last nite after amanda's bdae celebration and watching a dvd with my family. nxt wk got another mid-sem test.. haiz.. so tired alreadi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just checked out my draft exam timetable.. i got 2 exams in one day!!! and all 4 of them within 4 days.. =( =( =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-2176998196327198014?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/2176998196327198014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=2176998196327198014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2176998196327198014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/2176998196327198014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/25-april-2009-day-64-end-of-torture-i.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-6607525679036196820</id><published>2009-04-16T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:40:22.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 17 Apr 2009&lt;br /&gt;Day 56&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325491886031102114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/Sefyp5kb4KI/AAAAAAAABWo/fowYwwzOE1Q/s320/DSC02129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was taken at forest lakes forum - the shopping centre near my house. if we spent $20 in total from the small individual shops, we wld get this free! amanda and i spent only $15.70 at the grocery store so we went back to buy more.. when we claimed our "prize", the uncle at the grocery store saw the egg and joked around saying, "wah.. are u gg to share that egg with me? u bought those vegetables from my store!" HAHA.. so funny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's everyone's easter? i celebrated mine rather boring-ly.. attended church early in the morning at 8am. thought we'd get cross buns like we always do back in spore on this day. but we gt nth.. oni the small children gt easter eggs.. so jealous. wish i was a kid again!! then rushed to work at 10am where i gt scolded by my boss for being 5-8 mins late. wad can i do? the bus comes every 1 hr on a wkend! finished work, went home to hav dinner quietly on my own cos sharon and amanda went to their friend's place for steamboat. well.. at least i gt chocolates from my boss who carried around a basket full of small easter eggs to be distributed to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day was easter monday - a public holiday. and i happened to get 7 hours of shift. i just received my pay. so HAPPY!!!! gt 7 hrs of double pay.. $30 an hour lei!!! wahhhhhhhhhhh......... i'm rich MUAHAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if wei leong can have crab.. why cant i celebrate too? though i most probably wun have crab till i go back to spore, i'll have lala. haha.. yea.. cooked us some chilli lala for dinner. so heavenly.. cooked it without mama.. the best! muacks! talking abt her, she's coming back nxt wed! yeh!! miss her and her food!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent hell long on my assignment to b handed in nxt fri.. i was totally clueless when i started on it.. didnt noe how to do all the 4 qsns. and then i gt so frustrated and anxious that i might not be able to hand in completed work. cos my friends aso dunno how to do.. no where to turn to.. =( worked like mad through 2 qsns. the other 2 still hopeless.. gt so mad that it affected my mood. shouted at my sisters for being so lazy. cmon, they were sitting on the sofa playing an xbox game the WHOLE DAY.. i was so damn busy with my work and they cant b bothered to do anything. geez! i was realli worked up.. the next day, went to uni to discuss the assignment with my friends. one of them offered help by jump-starting an idea. and that's where i managed to work through the other 2 qsns from there.. yeh! successful! sth off my chest.. whew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, here's bear bear the alien. amanda created his hat and ear deco.. with a ferrero rocher wrapper.. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SefyqMJtucI/AAAAAAAABWw/hLsf5Ro1LU8/s1600-h/DSC02131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325491891019299266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SefyqMJtucI/AAAAAAAABWw/hLsf5Ro1LU8/s320/DSC02131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325491896128462562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SefyqfL1XuI/AAAAAAAABW4/lvRtWpzbpyE/s320/DSC02132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i tot bear bear looks rather cute in the first pic.. not this though.. so cruel of her lol..&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/4169986497870079162-6607525679036196820?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/6607525679036196820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=6607525679036196820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6607525679036196820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/6607525679036196820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/fri-17-apr-2009-day-56-this-was-taken.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/Sefyp5kb4KI/AAAAAAAABWo/fowYwwzOE1Q/s72-c/DSC02129.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-1712378471168846286</id><published>2009-04-10T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T07:43:26.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 10 Apr 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 49 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day since mama went back to spore that i cooked fish! woohoo.. u noe.. we've never cooked chicken or pork or fish for the past 1 odd week. it's only from canned food or ready-made pack kind (just pop it into the toast) that we get to have them. lol.. quite pathetic actually. well, at least i managed to fry salmon todae =) turned out quite well. heex.. yum. SEE! i can cook lor dear.. just that sometimes i tend to overcook the food, especially vegetables HAHA! hopefully i'll b a better cook at the end of 3 wks.. ahhhhhhh!! miss mum's cooking =( i'm so sian of the food we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1712378471168846286?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1712378471168846286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1712378471168846286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1712378471168846286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1712378471168846286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/fri-10-apr-2009-day-49-first-day-since.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-4354628555384951505</id><published>2009-04-09T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T05:09:56.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Thur, 9 Apr 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 48&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. i passed my driving basic theory test. 30/30! =) haha.. beat amanda (26 marks) and sharon (28 marks). weeeee... next is learning how to drive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-4354628555384951505?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/4354628555384951505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=4354628555384951505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4354628555384951505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/4354628555384951505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/thur-9-apr-2009-day-48-oh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1248851279250185768</id><published>2009-04-07T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T01:12:11.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Tue, 7 Apr 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 46&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh.. i spent 3 hrs back and forth from home just to attend a 1 hr extra tutorial wif my tutor during the free 2 wk uni break -.- shldn't hav gone.. yea.. i'm on my break now =) so happy! finally can take a breather. was so overwhelmed wif uni work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is papa's bdae!!! sadly, we wun b able to celebrate wif him.. but we made him a booklet filled wif all our photos and dedications.. hope he likes it =D i tink it's one of our best masterpieces so far.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm FINALLY embarking on a journey to getting my driver's license. after all the procrastination and excuses i gave, i'm going to take the basic theory test tmr.. and when i pass that, i'll get my learner's permit. can't wait! was hoping my friend could take me there but i tink he's finding alot of excuses not to give me a lift. so yea.. i was already resigning my fate to waiting for mama to come home then she brings me to the driving assessment centre. but the LORD answered my prayer =) he got my sister's driving instructor to offer to send me there tmr to do my test then she'll continue her lesson wif amanda b4 picking me up and then we head home.. oh yeh.. ^.^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1248851279250185768?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1248851279250185768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1248851279250185768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1248851279250185768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1248851279250185768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/tue-7-apr-2009-day-46-ergh.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-1774038139497219244</id><published>2009-04-04T08:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T09:16:26.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sat, 4 Apr 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 43&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd day mum went back to spore, i broke a plate after being so gungho for taking the plate out from the microwave with my bare hands. it was hot and i let it slip off my fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday gotta be the worst transport day for me. missed 4 freaking buses! and ended up late for class - was supposed to sit for a quiz somemore! ahhhh! i left the house early at about 8.45am. bus to cannington was supposed to arrive at 8.53am. but while walking to the bus stop, the bus passed by me! so i thought i wld cross over the road to take the bus to south street since both buses bring me to uni.. guess wad? at 8.53am, the another cannington bus came %&amp;amp;#^! and so, i waited a good 1/2 hr for the nxt bus. when it didnt come on time, i switched over to the cannington side again. and when i did that, the south street bus zoomed past me -.- wth! 3rd bus gone! i was already so anxious at that time. wad if by the time i step into class everyone's done wif the test?! waiting for the cannington bus took forever - it even came 5 mins late. as such, when i reached the train stn, i missed the nxt bus i was supposed to take. haiz.. so suay. realli suay.. i stepped into class 20 mins late.. luckily my tutor oni gave the quiz 10 mins later.. whew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon, got a call from ernst and young regarding my interview and group activity results. was eliminated.. =( da feedback was they thought i was "awfully nervous" and some of the qsns they asked i didnt give a satisfactory answer. kinda expected it actually. i could feel myself shaking that day. didnt tink they wld have sensed it though.. and i was aso totally blown off with the type of qsns they asked and the group activity session. well, like wad everyone says, it's a gd experience. u'll do better nxt time.. just that, it'll b kinda akward to apply for the same firm again.. sms my mum abt the outcome (she's back in spore now, for 3 wks) and she&lt;br /&gt;said, "it's alrite dear.. it's a gd learning experience for u. u've come so far. papa and i are proud of u." oh my gosh.. as soon as i read that, my eyes filled up with tears and my nose felt stuffy. i'm so glad to have parents that are so supportive =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my monthly gal thingy on the same day. strange it wasnt friday the 13th. i swear it's my unluckiest day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-1774038139497219244?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/1774038139497219244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=1774038139497219244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1774038139497219244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/1774038139497219244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/sat-4-apr-2009-day-43-yesterday-gotta.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7091808489793843994</id><published>2009-04-01T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T07:52:43.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Wed, 1 April 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 40&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on my application progress - seems that i passed the verbal and numerical test! got the call later that night on the same day i took the test. the verbal test (32 qsns) and numerical test (20 qsns) were 20 mins each. left 1 blank in the verbal test and 8 qsns blank in the numerical test.. argh!! not enuff time to do la.. so much calculations. and i cant believe i passed. the recruitment manager told us b4 the test that there were 1000 over applications but only 120 were chosen to do the test..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH~~~ i feel so lucky wor.. fancy being chosen out of 1000 over pple.. mmm. feeling rather happy that i get this opportunity. but as soon as i got the call that i passed, i had a dreaded feeling.. i didnt want to do the interview. i was scared.. especially when its an interview wif one of the big 4 accounting firms in australia. moreover, there was a group activity session to follow up after the interview. there was so little time to prepare, given that she only called on monday evening and i had to come down to the office on wednesday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so todae, i dressed up very formally, borrowing a black business coat from my friend (gotta get one myself soon, keep on borrowing from her =X ) wore heels tho' i knew i wldnt b comfortable. but it's all for giving a gd impression.. went there early and saw someone familiar (thank goodness!) it was my sister's friend, megan.. we met at one of the clubbing events and amanda introduced me to her.. it helps to noe that u have someone who shares ur anxiety and is about to go thru the same thing as u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were 8 of us during that time slot. we were split into 2 grps. one group goes for the interview first while the other goes for the group activity. megan and i happen to be in the same group, scheduled to go for the interview first. we were each allocated an interviewer in the same room, separated by partitions. i got a UK guy who has worked in ernst and young for 10 yrs and he travelled to a few countries to do accounting work. interview will take place for 45 mins!!! argh i felt like that entire 45 mins was the longest time of my life! he asked alot of qsns which i did not anticipate at all.. and i tot i was prepared. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the group activity session was even worse! another 45 mins! but i tink we overexceeded the time limit.. we were placed in a committee meeting atmosphere - company has a budget of $900,000 to spend on 3 initiatives that it wans to implement. and we had to choose from many initiatives, weighing the pros and cons of each one. then halfway thru, one of the staff told us that the company has decided to cut back on its budget, so now we only have $300,000 to focus on one initiative. hence, we have to decide on one and only one.. damn! it was the most nerve-wrecking session. another longest time of my life! all of us had to contribute.. if we didnt speak up, we'll just lose points. all of us were under the scrutiny of 3 staff who were accessing us while we were discussing. so scary la~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun tink i did well. the recruitment manager said she'll call us to give us the gd or bad news either tmr or friday.. somehow, i got a feeling it will not be gd news.. =( maybe i'm not ready for a career yet.. mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not put up a photo of myself for quite some time and tot u'd b interested to noe how i look in formal wear for the first time.. so yea.. enjoy! hehe.. bought the top very last min.. had to wear a tube inside cos shirt quite low cut. heex..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319732268558095490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BjS4XrdKYms/SdN8UCeWlII/AAAAAAAABWI/YoSa39nUkFM/s320/DSC02119.JPG" border="0" /&gt; *dear, nice anot? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh that reminds me, wl pulled an april fool's joke on me..  i totally forgot today was Apr 1st. he sms-ed me early tis morn when i was on my way to the interview that he saw a leopard on the road. said the zoo reported an animal to have escaped from the zoo.. and i believed him -.- why do i always do that?! grrrr....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-7091808489793843994?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/7091808489793843994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=7091808489793843994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7091808489793843994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/7091808489793843994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/04/wed-1-april-2009-day-40-updates-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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/_BjS4XrdKYms/SdN8UCeWlII/AAAAAAAABWI/YoSa39nUkFM/s72-c/DSC02119.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4169986497870079162.post-514430173018262356</id><published>2009-03-26T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T04:52:38.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Fri, 27 Mar 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 35&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slogged my guts out for 3 tests. but only 2 came out.. -.- i hate unannounced quizzes. well, my tutor is good enuff to sae that the quiz will most probably be this wk or nxt. but why cant he just pick one day? my friend's tutor told them it's nxt wk.. so unfair.. hmph. i studied so hard for this test that i only had less than a day to study for the next test the next day.. slept late, woke up early just to prepare. only to end up feeling 50% sure of my answers. haiz.. so tired and disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i just got a call from ernst and young, saying that my application for vacation work in the winter holidays has gone to the next round. i'm to go down to their office for a round of testing. and if i'm successful yet again, i would be scheduled to go for an interview on another day. guess i must have been so elated and scared at the same time that i stumbled on my words while talking to the lady who called me. i'm so scared la.. i tink more scared than excited. dunno how things will go. i always stumble when i'm nervous and i dun wan the people who test me to know that. talk about low self-confidence. yea i've plenty of that. somehow, i feel inferior when mixing around with ang-mohs. they speak so well! and i've the singlish style running thru my veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH... monday is the test. so fast! they nv give me enuff time to prepare. i dun have any formal clothes to wear! argh!!! my friend applied earlier than me, but he didnt receive any call.. and he says that the lady who gave the career talk say they eliminate 98% of applications during the testing. oh my gosh! now i dun see myself getting that interview.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4169986497870079162-514430173018262356?l=forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/feeds/514430173018262356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4169986497870079162&amp;postID=514430173018262356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/514430173018262356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4169986497870079162/posts/default/514430173018262356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgivemeforleaving.blogspot.com/2009/03/27-mar-2009-day-35-i-slogged-my-guts.html' title=''/><author><name>charmaine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15520130138458245298</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-4169986497870079162.post-7294044436006507275</id><published>2009-03-22T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:40:19.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 22 Mar 2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 tests nxt wk! 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