<?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-15537923</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:21:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MiaoOOoo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>240</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-6583294437230519690</id><published>2007-05-15T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:21:19.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;OK...i finally did it!! Here's my new blog add &gt; &lt;a href="http://odiumzee.wordpress.com"&gt;http://odiumzee.wordpress.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt; I'm not gonna use tis anymore. So see u guys at my new blog add.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-6583294437230519690?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6583294437230519690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=6583294437230519690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6583294437230519690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6583294437230519690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/05/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-5990385717148442371</id><published>2007-05-14T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T21:32:13.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOGGER GONE CRAZY!!!</title><content type='html'>AARRGHHH!!! Damn it!! This blogspot tingy is doing it's THING again. There's some problem with it. Hard to explain...can only say that i'm having trouble uploading my entries....(*^&amp;^%$&amp;%(*^)&amp;)(*_**^%%%$#$E^%*(&amp;)*........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try again some other day. Be patient for my Redang trip entry...:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-5990385717148442371?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5990385717148442371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=5990385717148442371&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5990385717148442371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5990385717148442371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/05/blogger-gone-crazy.html' title='BLOGGER GONE CRAZY!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-7153290500041174135</id><published>2007-05-06T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T13:12:26.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thought u might wan to see the video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3MeL0A7Q1c"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P3MeL0A7Q1c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-7153290500041174135?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7153290500041174135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=7153290500041174135&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7153290500041174135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7153290500041174135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-thought-u-might-wan-to-see-video.html' title='Just thought u might wan to see the video'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-2903996672426984916</id><published>2007-04-29T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T21:47:04.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KITTEENNNSSS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncLwKtwHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kihby4hbliY/s1600-h/DSCF4892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncLwKtwHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kihby4hbliY/s320/DSCF4892.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060317750793977970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Went back johor todae. The reason??.....coz my cat there just gave birth to 4 cute tiny little kittens, 1 female, 3 male.  They are all so damn cute n active. Only a few weeks old n when they run, u can see that they are still not stable n weak. My father actually said that they run like the " lion dance"...haha. But yet, they are so damn active, they'll climb every single thing tat's in their way, INCLUDING U!!! I was sleeping in the middle of the living room, when i felt tiny little creatures  climbing on my stomach. For a moment i thought they were rats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Oh yah, the father hates his kittens...except for the female. Whenever the male kitten s got close to him, he will hiss n snarl at them. My mom told me that it's because he dun wan his throne to be taken away from him, even if it's his own son.  Thats y he only love the female kitten...i guess it make sense. hERE...let me introduce u to the kittens....but first...the parents:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Left is the mama, right is the papa:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rjne8AKtwVI/AAAAAAAAALE/GBI6L9DV5Z8/s1600-h/DSCF5064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rjne8AKtwVI/AAAAAAAAALE/GBI6L9DV5Z8/s320/DSCF5064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060320778745921874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here is kitty 1:- the most active of them all. i love the black stripes on him. If we were to sign him up in the competiton, i'll bet he'll win 1st prize. he gt the closes look to his father. Loves to bully his siblings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnedQKtwSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/4JMDReHS-jo/s1600-h/DSCF5041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnedQKtwSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/4JMDReHS-jo/s320/DSCF5041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060320250464944418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here is kitty 2:- the 2nd active one. he'll run all over the house, climb every single thing that's on the way instead of gng around it,  n love to bully his siblings too.  he gt the loudest mew, attention seeker definitely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjneWwKtwRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EV4jU0HjnL8/s1600-h/DSCF5036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjneWwKtwRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/EV4jU0HjnL8/s320/DSCF5036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060320138795794706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Kitty 3:- the only female in the family. looks more of like the mother. although she's the female, u'll still see her pouncing on her brothers, wrestling wif them. she gt blue eyes that will just melt ure heart when she give u the innocent pitiful stare. oh yah..she's the only one with a long tail. the rest are short tail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncewKtwJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KUC0t8WxfDY/s1600-h/DSCF4913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncewKtwJI/AAAAAAAAAJk/KUC0t8WxfDY/s320/DSCF4913.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318077211492498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;And kitty 4:- the odd one in the family. n the weakest actually. he's the only one wif the different colour. wonder wat happen with the genes. he doesnt feed much, probably cause he always gt pushed by the rest. very very skinny. n he gt some infection in the eyes. always get bullied by the rest, only once in a while, he'll be able to stand up for his rights. most of the time, he gt pounced n bitten. I personally dun think that he will be able to make it.......however, he's the first one to jump over the drain n run into our house while the rest was still figuring how to jump over the drain. A+ for courage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjneFAKtwQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G88ShDeJkHY/s1600-h/DSCF5033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjneFAKtwQI/AAAAAAAAAKc/G88ShDeJkHY/s320/DSCF5033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060319833853116674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I just love to see them milking.  They're so adorable..n noisy. Either they are  damn hungry or just plain old greed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnctwKtwKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uk5NIrVF_V4/s1600-h/DSCF4930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnctwKtwKI/AAAAAAAAAJs/uk5NIrVF_V4/s320/DSCF4930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318334909530274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Waky waky......rise n shine!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndDgKtwLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4dp9cUhnVnA/s1600-h/DSCF4950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndDgKtwLI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/4dp9cUhnVnA/s320/DSCF4950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318708571685042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;They will just sleep anywhere n everywhere.  As long as it's comfy....they will call it "their spot".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndYQKtwMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KIcqRUTAiD4/s1600-h/DSCF5015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndYQKtwMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/KIcqRUTAiD4/s320/DSCF5015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060319065053970626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Just look at those eyes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnepgKtwTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OPa1ARJlSQY/s1600-h/DSCF5049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnepgKtwTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/OPa1ARJlSQY/s320/DSCF5049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060320460918341938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I love this 2 shot.  Eventhough they fight n wrestle, but they still love  each other.  hehe...SHOOOOOOO cUTE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rjnd8gKtwPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JG9dQkRNZ58/s1600-h/DSCF5024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rjnd8gKtwPI/AAAAAAAAAKU/JG9dQkRNZ58/s320/DSCF5024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060319687824228594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndhQKtwNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CrLJY2kbvDs/s1600-h/DSCF5016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjndhQKtwNI/AAAAAAAAAKE/CrLJY2kbvDs/s320/DSCF5016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060319219672793298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;This is the one i was talking abt.  the black stripe in the middle just climb on me n slept rite in the middle of my stomach...then the rest follows.  Just look at the 1st one on the right....he's definitely relaxing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnlRwKtwWI/AAAAAAAAALM/6FNmitxii70/s1600-h/DSCF5055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjnlRwKtwWI/AAAAAAAAALM/6FNmitxii70/s320/DSCF5055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060327749477843298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mother n kittens.....awww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncXgKtwII/AAAAAAAAAJc/6PqBsxDjcj8/s1600-h/DSCF4910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncXgKtwII/AAAAAAAAAJc/6PqBsxDjcj8/s320/DSCF4910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060317952657440898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Can't wait for my next visit to johor. i wan to see my grandchildren again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-2903996672426984916?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2903996672426984916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=2903996672426984916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2903996672426984916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2903996672426984916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/kitteennnsss.html' title='KITTEENNNSSS!!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RjncLwKtwHI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kihby4hbliY/s72-c/DSCF4892.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-8676520712746979928</id><published>2007-04-21T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:17:19.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the reason y i love talking with him...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation 1:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; sayang...y do girls dun like their husband to marry 4??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;U like me to haf 4 bf meh??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;but that's different wat, i CAN marry 4 wat. U cannot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Like as if u can support all 4...u cant even support me rite now. U only give me $10 to survive 2 weeks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I can support wat. Imagine this...my first wife (tats me) get $100. Then my 2nd wife get $200. 3rd wife get $300. N 4th wife gets $400.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; NONSENSE!!! i get only $100 seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;OH I KNOe!! how about this....we make it a competition. So u all must fight with each other to get the biggest prize!! clever rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(slaps him)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Conversation 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sayang...wat will u do eh, if lets say on our marriage day, i gt into a car crash. Then i die instantly. And u waited for me but i didnt turn up. Then u receive a call say i'm dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'll scold u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WHY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sayang:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Coz u waste my money for all the ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*TOING!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-8676520712746979928?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8676520712746979928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=8676520712746979928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8676520712746979928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8676520712746979928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-reason-y-i-love-talking-with.html' title='This is the reason y i love talking with him...'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-1297111315264687211</id><published>2007-04-15T14:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T15:05:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulau Redang!!!! HERE WE COME!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Finally i'm gng for a holiday wif my frens...haha!! FINALLY!!!!! I'm just so excited abt it. It's not like every day i get to leave house for a few days n really enjoy being free from my parent's yakking n screeching. keke!! I"M EXCITED!!!!! We're gng to Pulau Redang....will tell u more abt that some other dae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;The other dae, had dinner wif the "Redang gang" at lavender.  Suddenly it just remind me of my  pathetic primary skool days....being  bullied and all. All becoz of one word...bunny tooth!! haha...how i hate tat word. I still remember, when i was in primary skool, my frens call me bugs bunny, rabbit, arnab...all kinds lah....n i use to get hurt by it that sometimes, i gt back home crying in the toilet. haha...wat memories....Then when i gt in sec skool, the same ting happen. During the first few days of sec 1, someone actually said "wats wrong wif ure teeth?". I still remember that exact same line the person said, coz till now i really wonder...am i really that ugly n abnormal to haf  2 bunny tooth sticking out??  I mean,  u guys r not the only one who notice it ok. I'm the owner of the body, i knoe every single "abnormalities" i haf.  Been wanting to get braces, just so that ppl will stop making fun of it. I've tried laughing along wif them, not paying attention to the comments, take it as something that others dun haf (just like my cheeks) but it doesnt werk. Yah...i guess it's time for me to get braces, coz i realize that even if i'm 40, ppl will still call me rabbit. Yah, it's just me...who cant handle some harmless labelling. It's just plain old me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;To my bestfren;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;I knoe that u r going through a tough phase. I knoe that rite now, u feel like u gt the whole world on top of u while ure heart is still bleeding frm the previous ruptures  that haf not heal.  It must be difficult for u to finally having to move on n leave the past, the ones that u held so dearly for. Not forgetting those shattered dreams n plans u had. I really empathize u for having to go through all that. Be strong n always remember that we r all here for u. Although we all just see ure smiles, but we knoe the  pain u r feeling inside. It will all end soon. It will all end soon.....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-1297111315264687211?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1297111315264687211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=1297111315264687211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1297111315264687211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1297111315264687211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/pulau-redang-here-we-come.html' title='Pulau Redang!!!! HERE WE COME!!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-4943753324126357717</id><published>2007-04-09T10:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T10:41:49.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I MUST GET A NEW LAYOUT!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Did some editing to this page. The shoutbox is now bigger (i haf no idea y it gt smaller in the first place)....my frens list are now shorter n EXISTING ones only. haha...coz i found out that most of them in the list are not using that add anymore, so that's y i kinda delete them. But if some of u guys out there notice that ure name is not under  there, juz leave me a msg or mail k, n send me ure new blog add. I'd be more than delighted to add them for u. Thanks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I haf to get a new blog skin already. I cant take it anymore...so tired of seeing the same old thing again. *ahakz* Kinda get irritated actually...dunno 'bout u guys....but everytime i see this same old purpley cat layout....i get nauseas. haha..maybe coz i've been using it for years...3 years!!! man...cant stand it.  Is there anyone out there who is kind enuf to create  me a new blog skin?? the kind that i like....price is negotiable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-4943753324126357717?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4943753324126357717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=4943753324126357717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4943753324126357717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4943753324126357717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-must-get-new-layout.html' title='I MUST GET A NEW LAYOUT!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-6996700247088358905</id><published>2007-04-07T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T11:07:09.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I would say this is the most fattening "girls day out" i ever had. Y wouldnt it be??....we basically went eating frm place to place. haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Met the girls at City Hall. We were suppose to hunt for that famous donnut shop at the raffles link but the girls were too hungry that we ended up hunting for a place to eat.  I've never tried "secret recepies"  main dish before, so i'm glad we all agreed to go there. The food isnt that bad actually. But if u're looking for a wider variety of western food, that's not the place for u to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhaKW1QAfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ve0A5P4xPd8/s1600-h/DSCF4807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhaKW1QAfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ve0A5P4xPd8/s320/DSCF4807.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050886116070130162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We had the Caesar Salad first...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhY821QAbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fJOYNw4QqZ8/s1600-h/DSCF4815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhY821QAbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fJOYNw4QqZ8/s320/DSCF4815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050884784630268338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Susu got her famous lasagne...( it taste superb actually, only maybe the portion was kinda too small)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZhW1QAdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Q1emDad4LTI/s1600-h/DSCF4818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZhW1QAdI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Q1emDad4LTI/s320/DSCF4818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050885411695493586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I had the TUm Yum spaghetti....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZTG1QAcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wKtGXOqeV2k/s1600-h/DSCF4817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZTG1QAcI/AAAAAAAAAIc/wKtGXOqeV2k/s320/DSCF4817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050885166882357698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;N Aisyah had hew lamb stew i think...haha. Had to wait for such a long time coz they actually forgotten abt her stew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZ9W1QAeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I0qoZ9znlTU/s1600-h/DSCF4819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhZ9W1QAeI/AAAAAAAAAIs/I0qoZ9znlTU/s320/DSCF4819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050885892731830754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And guess wat girls!!! we forgot to take sangee's dish!!! I cant remember the name...but it was penne wif some cheesy sauce. Look kinda appetizing actually.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So after all that...we had some cakes....EACH!! I just reallize that most of their cakes are either cheesecake or chocolate cakes. A perfect place for girls like us. The chocolate cheesecake was heavenly enuf. Love it to the max!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rhhabm1QAgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/431prfmh2sA/s1600-h/DSCF4822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rhhabm1QAgI/AAAAAAAAAI8/431prfmh2sA/s320/DSCF4822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050886412422873602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After 2 hrs of fattening ourselves...we decided to head for the esplanade. We were in time for some performance there....to tell u the truth, this is my first time watching a performance at the esplanade's outdoor stadium. I never get to do tis when i'm wif him, so it's kinda nice lah to be sitting wif the girls, watching the show, munching on our sweet corn, candy floss n preserved mango. But wat a waste...the group was kinda boring ah. I love the drummer...but the singer was mumbling to himself rather than singing. So by their 3rd song, we already couldnt take the torture n went off to the nearby starbuck. So we were suppose to chill there n start reminiscing our Mac days...when aisyah came up wif the wildest idea of gng to Lau Pa Sat to haf some satay. Now the reason i said the "wildest" is becoz....we just had our FULL COURSE meal at Secret Recepie..including the desserts...n we just had some snacks at esplanade. I wonder where the hell she find some room in her tummy for satay. And wat surprises me even more was, SUSU n SANGEE angreed!!..while I had to think twice abt it.  Man....n I thought i was the BIG eater.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhbvG1QAiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I6Cta49D_yo/s1600-h/DSCF4843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhbvG1QAiI/AAAAAAAAAJM/I6Cta49D_yo/s320/DSCF4843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050887846941950498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So there we go again....walking towards LAu PA Sat...for some satay....susu even wanted to get the sting ray, but i'm glad that we all ran out of cash, coz i dun think we would stop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I would love to go for another "makansutra" wif the girls...but pls. Let me knoe earlier so that i can lose that 3 kg before putting it back on. A pity sya couldnt make it on that dae coz she's working. Oh well girls..hope to see u again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rhha0m1QAhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6YJs4cCFNV4/s1600-h/DSCF4832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rhha0m1QAhI/AAAAAAAAAJE/6YJs4cCFNV4/s320/DSCF4832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050886841919603218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-6996700247088358905?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6996700247088358905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=6996700247088358905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6996700247088358905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6996700247088358905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/girls-day-out.html' title='Girls Day Out'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RhhaKW1QAfI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Ve0A5P4xPd8/s72-c/DSCF4807.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-4290279967918497321</id><published>2007-03-30T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:21:07.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Ure Monster Name Decodes??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://monster.namedecoder.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://monster.namedecoder.com/webimages/banshee-AZIRA.png" width="280" height="220" alt="Anthropologist-Zapping, Investigator-Reaping Abomination" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-4290279967918497321?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4290279967918497321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=4290279967918497321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4290279967918497321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4290279967918497321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/whats-ure-monster-name-decodes.html' title='What&apos;s Ure Monster Name Decodes??'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-1748505389468256669</id><published>2007-03-22T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T15:13:57.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouh....let's go to SENTOSA!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hate management n community paper. Sux!! Might as well dun give us tips  since  most of the qns  are not frm those tips.  2nd paper was better. At least, i'm sure that i can pass for this 2nd paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway...exams over....so it's PAAARRTTTaaAAaaYYYY time!!! We headed straight for sentosa after our last paper. HAhah...shld have seen the faces of others, seeing us walking in into the exam hall in beach wear n slippers. hahah.....Yeah man, we couldnt wait to party. It was kinda a last min decision too. Just the day before we changed the plan frm karaoke back to beach. Its waste that some of the gang couldnt make it, but there's other days rite. Make sure u guys turn up the next time we haf it again. So off we go to SENTOSA!!! took the monorail there....kinda small ah. n vely vely slow.....haha. Must be becoz of hidayah lah...she's the cause for the "slow-poke-ness". hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Aywkz9NI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h-paTio_loM/s1600-h/DSCF4580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Aywkz9NI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h-paTio_loM/s320/DSCF4580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048324948082554066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It was high tide when we reached there. I could feel the excitement in me the moment i set my eyes to the water. Really felt like stripping n jump into the water. Its a good ting that i'm surrounded by my frens. At least it gives me a second thought to think before i make a foool of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9NYwkz9OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/S-rUZqKxTGg/s1600-h/DSCF4636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9NYwkz9OI/AAAAAAAAAGs/S-rUZqKxTGg/s320/DSCF4636.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048338795057116386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;By the time we settled down, i couldnt take it anymore. The urge to "slam dunk" nazreen into the water was so great, that we grabbed her by surprise, carried her to the water, before throwing her into it. haha....so the moral of the story is, DO NOT be the smallest n lightest person in the group, coz u will always be the one who gt "carried away". :) Before we knoe it, we ended up chasing harah, the next victim. Man...she should really sign up for mediacorp. Her "hysterical mad woman" act, (soon after we caught her), was authentic enuf  that ppl start staring at us. I really felt like burrying myself under the sand actually.  But the funny thing is, we were too taken aback by her screaming  n screeching that we didnt even reallize that we were abt to  throw her into the lowest  water level.  so instead of  ending with a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;"SPLASH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...it was more of a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"plooop   " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;....&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THen it started to rain.....remember by previous BBQ entry?? I said that god must haf hated us coz whenever we're having a bbq, it would rain.....well it's actua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;lly more personal than i thought. This time..it's whenever &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;'m having a beach outing...doesnt matt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; if it's just a bbq or a picnic....it WILL rain. Thought it will just be drizzling..but it's harder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; n harder th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;e next minute. So we had to move all or barang2 under the shelter. For that 1 hr i think....we did nothing but sulk....hoping that the rain will stop. AND IT DID!!!  The sun came up, t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;he clo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;uds went off, the birds start chirping AND.........the tide went down.... :( it's ok, at l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;east w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;e g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;et&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; to pla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;y outside again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9VOQkz9XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SOOZ-iwOmRA/s1600-h/DSCF4653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9VOQkz9XI/AAAAAAAAAH0/SOOZ-iwOmRA/s320/DSCF4653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048347410761512306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I love elias's james-bond "movie"...the part where he comes out of the water. haha...will show it to u guys if i haf the time to upload the video. Then we started having "water fights", "horse-shoe crab hunting", "longest-staying-under-the-water competition", 'camwhoring", "burying the boys",  "wet sand-war" n many more.....hahha...i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; bas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;ically we&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; enj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;oyed ourselves lah on that dae. It's really one of the best de-stress mechanism after ure last paper. Must do this again. here are the pictures...n yah, i finally manage to u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;pl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;oad all 190+ pictures into my shutterfly, so go get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In clockwise rotation....Kevin (in orange), harah, nazreen, hidayah, susu n elias...waiting eagerly for the train to arrive at NEL station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9UVQkz9WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/h1ZDwKErIPc/s1600-h/DSCF4576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9UVQkz9WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/h1ZDwKErIPc/s320/DSCF4576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048346431508968802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The girls just love being drenched n wet....OooOops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9OKgkz9PI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xuGHfFZR3p0/s1600-h/DSCF4651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9OKgkz9PI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xuGHfFZR3p0/s320/DSCF4651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048339649755608306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ND WE LOVE IT TOOO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9PHwkz9QI/AAAAAAAAAG8/D5AQmyL_UaQ/s1600-h/DSCF4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9PHwkz9QI/AAAAAAAAAG8/D5AQmyL_UaQ/s320/DSCF4664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048340702022595842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh look!! it's a buried man  wif boobs n dick!! wat an unsusual sighting!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Ptgkz9RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2lF3Zdfdq8k/s1600-h/DSCF4704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Ptgkz9RI/AAAAAAAAAHE/2lF3Zdfdq8k/s320/DSCF4704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048341350562657554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;That's the horse-shoe crob we spotted. i dun knoe if u guys can see it but it's the 2 black thing, on top of each other, in the middle of the pic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9QdQkz9SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FdxX-EBd-mE/s1600-h/DSCF4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9QdQkz9SI/AAAAAAAAAHM/FdxX-EBd-mE/s320/DSCF4692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048342170901411106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KIDS@WORK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9RRAkz9TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pGeXtk0a-mk/s1600-h/DSCF4721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9RRAkz9TI/AAAAAAAAAHU/pGeXtk0a-mk/s320/DSCF4721.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048343059959641394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The girls were just awestricken by the sight of singapores's james bond...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Rywkz9UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RTjGnI4-QJ0/s1600-h/DSCF4716.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Rywkz9UI/AAAAAAAAAHc/RTjGnI4-QJ0/s320/DSCF4716.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048343639780226370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;They look like mindless zombies attacking the world via the sea route&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9TPgkz9VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymvUPBkyBAs/s1600-h/DSCF4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9TPgkz9VI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ymvUPBkyBAs/s320/DSCF4699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048345233213093202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I hope this picture explain how happy harah is to be in the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9V6Qkz9YI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EwrxdHCX10s/s1600-h/DSCF4696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9V6Qkz9YI/AAAAAAAAAH8/EwrxdHCX10s/s320/DSCF4696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048348166675756418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bury-ers 1...buried 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9XIwkz9aI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ODQvziBohS0/s1600-h/DSCF4729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9XIwkz9aI/AAAAAAAAAIM/ODQvziBohS0/s320/DSCF4729.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048349515295487394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The end of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9WOAkz9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gazcN-GfLTQ/s1600-h/DSCF4741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9WOAkz9ZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/gazcN-GfLTQ/s320/DSCF4741.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048348505978172818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-1748505389468256669?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1748505389468256669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=1748505389468256669&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1748505389468256669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1748505389468256669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/04/ouhlets-go-to-sentosa.html' title='Ouh....let&apos;s go to SENTOSA!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rg9Aywkz9NI/AAAAAAAAAGk/h-paTio_loM/s72-c/DSCF4580.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-2511720312964792378</id><published>2007-03-16T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:35:41.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silent Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Maybe we should bring him back to the hospital...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And what?? get them to insert the tube again n lock him in the cage. Then charge us another $800...might as well we take care ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;But obviously we cant cope him like this. Maybe haf to throw him already. Tml i'll bring him to the changi beach. Down there got a lot of cats. Then at least he can make frens there and learn to survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;U think he knoe how to take care of himself?? Azira just bring him downstairs only he so scared already. How to go to changi?? He wont even knoe how to find food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Dad:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Then how?? Give to SPCA??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mom:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Send there sure they kill him one. He's sick wat....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;That's what i heard first thing in the morning just after i open my eyes. It really hurts me to even think that we haf to give him away just because he's having some dificulty in urinating. I mean i understand my parent's concern.  The cat is like basically peeing all over the house and we haf to clean after his mess IMMEDIATELY . If not, the whole house is gonna stink. Just imagine scrubbing the floor again n again every 5 min. And it's not just 1 spot....it's all over the place. It's very exhausting u knoe... If we were to lock him in the toilet, he's gonna make so much noise that we are afraid of the neighbours complaining. That's gonna cause another problem. And if we are going to send him to that hospital again, they are gng to burn another hole in our pocket.  We are already tight right now....how to manage another bill?? Damn it siti....y cant u just get well?? Why issit so difficult for u to recover?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I dun wan to give him away. I dun haf the heart to even let him go. We dun even knoe whether he'll be ok out there or not. At least in this house, we can look after him. At least all his meals are taken care of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;My parents are just too afraid to send him back to the hospital coz it's too costly.  It's  not like they haf to settle the bills all by themselves u knoe.....I'm pitching in abt 1/2 of it. It should lessen the load a bit rite....I just hope they will send him to the hospital soon. I dun wan his condition to get any worst.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-2511720312964792378?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2511720312964792378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=2511720312964792378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2511720312964792378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2511720312964792378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/03/silent-prayer.html' title='Silent Prayer'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-5171271398459729683</id><published>2007-03-14T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T22:38:30.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn shit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lately i've been attaching myself wif lots of horror n gore stuffs. Went to watch "the messenger" the other day wif the gang, and i realize that guys can be scaredy cats too. The movie was ok ah. The sound effects was excellent. Really make u jump. The ending i find kinda weak. It's too......"boring"...to haf that kind of ending. And the ghost...my goodness...i really wonder, how long more are they gonna make all kind of ghost crawling around like ju-on, dislocating every bones after every step. Directors pls....wat happen to that old moves of "jumping around with the arms stretched out", or "flying from trees to trees", "or just floating around". If u dun wan to use any of those, just start thinking of a new move already. That crawling around has been used too many times. WE ARE BORED OF IT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The next day, we watch "art of the devil" in skool. Suppose to be studying for our exams but, i'm sure everyone knoes that our attention span is only 0.00000000001 sec. This movie is more of a gore. Doesnt really scare u that much, just disgust u. It's how ppl rely to blackmagic to get wat they one. From a simple crush to heartless revenge. Those who cant stand watching pain n suffering, i suggest u NOT to watch this. But if u still do want, that get ready a pail beside u for u to puke. I love the ending though. This is wat i call a good movie. Ouh yah...u might get confuse along the way, so just be patient n watch the whole movie. U'll understand it later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My brother just borrowed "land of the dead" pc game from his fren. AND I'M HOOK TO IT NOW!!! Can't stop playing. Damn him. He just had to bring the game home a week before my exams...thank u so much bro. This game really freaks me out....but i'm hooked. It's just like CS, but here u are fighting wif zombies. ANd the zombies will attack u by surprise, plus the music n sound effect, i think i dun haf to explain to u y i was screaming n shouting while playing this game. Furthermore, my bro made me play the game in the dark, i repeat....IN THE DARK!! He switched off the light n closed the door, leaving me alone in the room wif the screen filled wif zombies. Wanna try ppl?? k..maybe some of u guys played the game before, n u think that i'm just over exagerating it, maybe u think that it's not THAT scary as i describe it. Well..wat can i say, i'm a scaredy cat. I wanna try playing tis wif my frens. should be more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*I'm easily irritated now days. I got this strong hatred feelings towards everyone, especially that someone. I may not show it, or it may not be that obvious, but i'm not happy wif u ppl. Maybe it's due to the lack of attention im getting frm him. Maybe it's due to my coming period. Maybe it's just due to ure lack of sensitivity when u say or address sumting to me. I'm just bottling it up everyting in me rite now. It seems like that's the best way to do it.  It better be...* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-5171271398459729683?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5171271398459729683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=5171271398459729683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5171271398459729683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5171271398459729683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/03/damn-shit.html' title='Damn shit.'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-4606923404166602642</id><published>2007-03-05T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:59:41.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome back!!....to azira</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Finally, i manage to convince myself to update by long abandoned blog. Sorry ppl, was really busy for the  past few weeks. There was loads n loads of project to do, eventhough we are already in the final yr last semester stage, lots of other stressors that need to be attended to n not to forget, lots of tv and movie shows that need to be entertained to. keke...but seriously, mostly was the project ah. I cant believe that they are so cruel enuf to give us 4 projects to be done in less than 7 weeks in skool.  This is our final year for goodness sake. Last semester even, we are not suppose to haf any projects anymore, at least not so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Management was a killer. Firstly, the lecturer itself is in "the lost space". Nobody could understand wat she's trying to teach n no body could understand her expectations. Notes are suppose to guide us. Notes are suppose to give us NOTES so that we can understand ure lecture better n prepare ourselves for exams. Wats the use of us buying notes if u modify ure own lecturing notes n expect us to copy the whole lecture all over again every single day. Might else well u give us ure hard disk n we'll save it frm there. Another irritating thing abt this lecturer is, she LOVE to compliment herself, without even her realising it. She can satrt frm "i'm the only lecturer who will give u full marks n give u tips so that u can pass ure exams" to "everybody likes me so thats y students like to disturb me" and to "i'm very good daughter in law". For heaven sake, we are not interested in ureself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We had fun doing the proposal plan for HPB.....i wonder if there are really ppl out there who's really interested abt our propoasl programme. haha...."u wish rite".....In this project, we had to come up wif a programme, based on our topic, to educate the target audience. So we had to do on "club drugs abuse" and we came up wif an interactive programme for the sec 4 students, focusing on how to say no to drugs. it's interesting ah, coz we will use the skool's music rm n turn it into a disco club....it'll be even more exciting if we can DO IT rather than just present it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Sociology of Work was even worst. We didnt really prepare anything until the day before the presentation. The thing is people, we haf 3 presentations on the same week, (2 presentations on monday n 1 presentation on wednesday). Having 2 presentation on the same week is terrible enuf, what about 3??!!! U might be wondering "then y dun u change wif other groups the presentation date??". The reason is very siimple. SELFISH! yup...they are selfish enuf that they dun really care if u haf to crawl n vomit blood for ure 3 presentation. The excuse of "CNY" is strong enuf to make them feel better abt ditching us. So back to the story, we only haf less than a day to prepare for our presentation, which falls on the wednesday. So on Tuesday, we had to slave ourselves the whole day in the com lab, trying to get the slides done. The bad thing is, for this presentation, u need to use more of ure thinking skills to tackle the qn. It's not like the "copy &amp; paste" presentation where u can just type the keyword under "search" n VOILA!!, u get the answer. NO.....this presentation, u need to get lots n lots of research articles n argue it frm there. Only god knoes how torturing it was to get it done within less than a day. So the next dae, when we presented, we were more than delighted n surprised to hear that she, the lecturer, actually love our presentation n arguments. woohoo~ Huurahh to subgroup 1. She even said "higher than average level"...DO U KNOE THE EFFECT OF THOSE WORDS ON US!!! I dunno abt the rest but i think i was abt to land into sanctuary. But wat can i say, there are always ppl who hate to see others succeed....so u knoe who u are....dun blame on others for ure own incapabilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;We just finish our last presentation just now. I love the role play. Elias was very "into" the role as "muthusamy". i would say...he haf the natural talent...of being a bangla. haha...ok..not trying to be racist here. We were doing on Dissociative Personality Disorder....more widely known as Multiple Disorder. A person wif this disorder can change his/her self into a different character within seconds if he/she is being put under stress. When he/she re=gains back to it's original self, they will not haf any memory of the past character. THIS IS A REAL DISORDER. Many ppl thinks that it is nothing but an act....but let me tell u this again, IT IS A REAL DISORDER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My test is in 2 days time. I haf neither yet touch the book nor smell it. OUh...did i tell u about my cat?? The poor creature is sick now. He couldnt pass urine the other time n kept on vomitting, so we brought him to the vet, which then referred us to the Mount Pleasant Hospital. It seems that he's having stones in the urinary tract..so that explains the difficulty in micturation. They had to insert in a catheter into the penis to flush the bladder and since he was not eating during the whole 1 week plus stay in the hospital, they even set up and i/v drip on his left paw. My poor siti.....but now he's back home. Suppose to go for a follow up last week, but my parents insist on not bringing him back, partly because they think that his condition would get worst if they were to bring him back there n the insufficient funds n "sponsors". Rite now, we are just treating him wif herbs n plants that we think cats eat when they are sick. Hopefully he'll get well soon....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yah i knoe..this is one long entry....thank you for spending ure time reading this. Now u can resume bback wat u were doing before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-4606923404166602642?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4606923404166602642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=4606923404166602642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4606923404166602642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4606923404166602642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/03/welcome-backto-azira.html' title='welcome back!!....to azira'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-2319339613583520130</id><published>2007-01-28T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:49:47.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Class" BBQ 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028049209104893826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc4Ha3hh4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/D0YCRRUfrho/s320/DSCF3846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dun knoe y...maybe we are cursed or sumting, or maybe god hates NR0410 so much, that whenever we planned to have a class BBQ, it will rain. It was a good thing that it wasnt a heavy downpour but we still had to do the same stunt again this year, BBQ-ing under the shelter using an aluminium tray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kevin n Hahn was the earliest. And us being girls....haha...it's just inevitable for us to not not be late. Apologies to our "macho man-s" kevin n hahn and to our "china beauties" luying n qiu xiang. hahha....yah, we knoe that we were like 1 hr late. But at least we were not THAT late like the "charcoal person". Of all the people, the "charcoal person", who provides all the charcoal n all the BBQ equipment had to be 2 hr late. They are the most important ppl in this event n yet, they can be super duper late. hahah....i'll show u the culprits later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Noting much for me to say, so here's the photos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aisyah, me n Hid at Su's place helping her out wif her "famous" shepherd's pie. Doesnt look like much help does it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028033897546483410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RccqMK3hhtI/AAAAAAAAADs/OPOKnH3p9Pc/s320/DSCF3774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Trying to start the fire, it was drizzling outside, that's y we had to do it INSIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028036461641959138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rccsha3hhuI/AAAAAAAAAD0/XyilHzUePyQ/s320/DSCF3787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She's the culprit one. That 2 hr plus plus late "charcoal person"...But still, thank u for getting the charcoal for us ah girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028041937725261570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RccxgK3hhwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/UsuRAMH-cZw/s320/DSCF3789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Feasting under the shade while the guys tries to set up some fire at the pit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028043144611071762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rccyma3hhxI/AAAAAAAAAEM/8-uxBbOnFAI/s320/DSCF3793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Our life-size "fire starters"...although one of them actually look kinda retarded, they rae still use-able. *ahakz* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028044192583092002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcczja3hhyI/AAAAAAAAAEU/ZPIone_1ITI/s320/DSCF3795.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Photo taking session time!!! the cuties in our class who were able to make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028044858303022898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc0KK3hhzI/AAAAAAAAAEc/xzo9-Z81kcQ/s320/DSCF3800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NYYuuUuMMm!!! sting rays in banana leaf...*ssSSssllLluuurRrrrPppp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028046662189287234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc1zK3hh0I/AAAAAAAAAEk/lKJo0CbSI0w/s320/DSCF3826.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OUr chefs at work; Go Sita!! go Hahn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028047315024316242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc2ZK3hh1I/AAAAAAAAAEs/LbiFnfDoZ0w/s320/DSCF3837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OUh somewhere in the later part of the evening, all my frens were acting kinda strage. it's like those "full moon effect" kinda tingy. They started dragging me along to all parts of east coast BUT the pit itself. Well my dear frens, u were kinda obviouslah. I already suspected wat u guys were gonna do so thats y i just tagged along wif all ure "lets go here...let's do tis...." coz i didnt wan to ruin the "surprise" u planned. haha...BTW, i already saw the cake WAAAaaaaay before the BBQ starts. But i did kept to my promise didnt i?...I promise to act surprise..n i DID!!! Thank u for the yummy-licious chocolate cake u guys bought for me. Even if it's already 1 week due, i appreciate the effort. Thank u very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028048221262415714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc3N63hh2I/AAAAAAAAAE0/gBP66oh08QE/s320/DSCF3841.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NO, i wasnt trying to the chicky-dance. It's that shusilah trying to pinch my precious lil' cheeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028048680823916402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc3oq3hh3I/AAAAAAAAAE8/1-m47Y7beR4/s320/DSCF3844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Whats birthday bash all about if there isnt going to be cake smearing session.  hahaha....just that this time the Bdae girl gets to smear the cakes on everybody's face accept hers. muahahha. poor girl, she looks like kena rape.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050007968810898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc4163hh5I/AAAAAAAAAFM/ML7Wfz3_2OA/s320/DSCF3858.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The late-nite-party-goers. It was already 11pm but we were still snapping pictures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028050716638414754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc5fK3hh6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/N9d_8EgK2ss/s320/DSCF3877.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A small b'dae gift i gt frm &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sushila, sita, harah, naz, elias, kevin, shenes, saru, hidayah n Asu&lt;/span&gt;. haha..thank u people. I love the perfume btw. n guesss wat, this is the first time i own a perfume. keke...thank u once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028051296458999730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc6A63hh7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/YyyhEdgztxY/s320/DSCF3894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-2319339613583520130?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2319339613583520130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=2319339613583520130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2319339613583520130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2319339613583520130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/01/class-bbq-2007.html' title='&quot;Class&quot; BBQ 2007'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/Rcc4Ha3hh4I/AAAAAAAAAFE/D0YCRRUfrho/s72-c/DSCF3846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-7043243728214044655</id><published>2007-01-26T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:11:02.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;It's hurting to actually find out that all this while, all these years, someone that u trusted and haf given ure whole life to is the one who would tear u up n eat u alive. Someone that u'd give ure everything , ure heart and soul could just rape that trust and loyalty u had given. No words could explain the pain n torture u caused me. I just couldnt believe u. How could u do this to me...? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-7043243728214044655?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7043243728214044655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=7043243728214044655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7043243728214044655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7043243728214044655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/01/broken.html' title='Broken'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-3465674639266797136</id><published>2007-01-20T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T11:33:35.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M FINALLY 20!!!!! WooOOoohHoOOoo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Pardon the excitement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just wan to wish myself a happy 20th birthday and hope i'll haf a good year this year n enjoy my every bits of "_ty" years."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haf already known abt this special day, well thank u for remembering it. For those who dont or still confuse, just let me enlighten u up. TODAE IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!! And I just turned 20 todae!!! Haha...i'm just so happy. y?? Coz this year's birthday is "a day to remember" birthday. Unlike all my previous birthdaes, i actually enjoyed this years birthday. Thank u to all the people who made me smile todae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;First celebration was at sentosa wif my sayang. Finally he agreed to take me to sentosa....I think he spent almost like $100 ++ over there. Haha...all becoz of me. Well thank u so much sayang. We took the cable car there n the first place that we went to is the 4D Magix. It's a 3d kind of show where u haf to where the 3D glasses, then the seats will be shaking around plus water being sprayed at u. i guess that's y they call it 4D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is how the theatre looks like. Just like any normal cinema isn't it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022683493429384978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQoBqUTlxI/AAAAAAAAABY/noa4D-Nsy2g/s320/DSCF3624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Two "spy wannabes" acting cool....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022683278681020162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQn1KUTlwI/AAAAAAAAABQ/sUW6cHl1bi0/s320/DSCF3619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Then next stop was the "Underwater World". I love the sting rays there. They are so "manja". It's like, they are so tamed that like as if they're asking ppl to pat them. I love to go into the "tunnel of aquarium". It; so nice to see all kind of fishes swimming around u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022684124789577522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQomaUTlzI/AAAAAAAAABo/5Om97XLbmaM/s320/DSCF3661.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is a jelly fish. I just feel like turning this picture into a postcard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022684644480620354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQpEqUTl0I/AAAAAAAAABw/YWV7F4svNwQ/s320/DSCF3679.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The seahorses are as beutiful as the jellyfish. Somehow it has the postcard quality kind of picture too. *ahakz* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022683888566376226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQoYqUTlyI/AAAAAAAAABg/eEB-GQCgGE8/s320/DSCF3659.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ijal still couldnt get over his fetish over seaturtles. So here's a picture dedicated to u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022684897883690834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQpTaUTl1I/AAAAAAAAAB4/-5T7JF6nUDE/s320/DSCF3687.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next we went to the dolphin lagoon. Nothing exciting there lah actually. The show's kind of boring too. I just love to see the dolphin jumping up n down other than that..i think it's boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022685146991794018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQph6UTl2I/AAAAAAAAACA/BCGAqp-kAp4/s320/DSCF3699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last stop was the Merlion. Another "can pass n not waste ure money" kind of destination. There's noting much inside there. Actually, there's noting at all. There's only statues of make believe sea creatures, a short movie clip of sang nila utama, a coin operated fortune teller and a picture taken at the merlion's mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The mermaid looks cute. (I'm talking abt the one in blue. kekke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022685490589177714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQp16UTl3I/AAAAAAAAACI/_EfDUH9dtsU/s320/DSCF3722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is the coin operated fortune teller. U just insert the coin into it's mouth n u will get a card wif a mystery prize. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022687208576096130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQrZ6UTl4I/AAAAAAAAACQ/pY5DpXQjwcc/s320/DSCF3724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Picture taken at the merlion's mouth. Smile boi smile!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022687419029493650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQrmKUTl5I/AAAAAAAAACY/IBdmyASeA_c/s320/DSCF3728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ON the way back to the cable car, i just couldnt resist to play arnd wif this truck.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022687693907400610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQr2KUTl6I/AAAAAAAAACg/vSnTOe4tEBM/s320/DSCF3730.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A ride back in cable car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022687912950732722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQsC6UTl7I/AAAAAAAAACo/myfUylusqzo/s320/DSCF3732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So tat's the end of the day in Sentosa. WEnt back to HFC, bought dinner at NYP then went to ijal's place. While i was at his place, my bro kept on calling me, telling me to go home coz there's nobody at home. Then my father called me, commanding me to go home too. If u were to ask me, of course i was pissed at that time coz i couldnt even enjoy my birthday peacefully. So i went back home, thinking that i'll be home alone. BUt that was where i was wrong. When i reached home, the whole family was waiting for me with a cake n a feast laid out on the table. I was so touched. It's been so long since i had this kind of surprise birthday feast at home. Thank u so much....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022688166353803202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQsRqUTl8I/AAAAAAAAACw/IjMRl-4E8p0/s320/DSCF3739.JPG" border="0" /&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/15537923-3465674639266797136?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3465674639266797136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=3465674639266797136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/3465674639266797136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/3465674639266797136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-finally-20-woooooohhooooo.html' title='I&apos;M FINALLY 20!!!!! WooOOoohHoOOoo~'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RbQoBqUTlxI/AAAAAAAAABY/noa4D-Nsy2g/s72-c/DSCF3624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-2194230864196949576</id><published>2007-01-15T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T21:16:47.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 weeks to PRCP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;In less than a year we are all going to graduate. We will no longer be known as students and we can no longer hang out wif our friends as freely as we do now. No more skipping of classes, complaining about lecturers, buying macdonald's icecream in between lectures or planning class bbq's. Everything is going to change in less than a year. Before you knoe it, u are gng to be slavering ureself in the workforce. It just kinda scares me. I'm sure the rest feels the same way too. It feels like u're taking a huge step to crossover and even wif all the attachments u had to prepare u for this kind of thing, u suddenly feel like u are not ready for the world. It's like, u haf been sheltered n spoon fed so much by schools that when it's time for u to be on ure own, u just go blank n wish that u can just sitdown n suck on the pacifier all over again. There's too much responsibility n too much expectations that u ureself doubt ure own capabilities. Somehow u haf to be brave enuf, smart enuf and independent enuf to not drown in the sea of workforce. Throughout my on-off postings, i've seen all kinds of characters and behaviours. There are ppl that u can work wif but soem of them are just impossible to handle. So just imagine having to werk wif that person for 3 whole years before ure bond ends. U can just rip every single hair u haf on ure body, or even the person next to u. Apart from the free waxing, just feel the pain u haf to go through each day for that 3 yrs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i really hope that i'd be able to handle those stress better. I really hope that my journey woulbe a smooth one. And i hope that my frens will be able to cope with their own stress too. I knoe wat u guys are feeling, coz all of us are going through the same stage. After this two weeks, the next posting is going to be our PRCP. Then we are going to be officially known as staff nurses. Lets just do our best k. ONly we knoe how hard it is to be a nurse so that's one thing all of us should be proud of. Wish u guys good luck and always strive to be better than wat u are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-2194230864196949576?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/2194230864196949576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=2194230864196949576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2194230864196949576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/2194230864196949576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/01/7-weeks-to-prcp.html' title='7 weeks to PRCP'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-4704131176503204511</id><published>2007-01-03T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:47:51.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Han River-ing with the girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;When u are busy, time flies really fast. Before u knoe it, 4 weeks of attachments are finally over...so are ure holidays. A week in OT is sure a very short time to learn 101 things. But a week in OT is enough to give u the "feel" n the "experience" of werking with surgeons, dealing with stress within the co-workers n being able to touch the appendix, stomach, kidneys, intestines....etc. 1 week in A&amp;E is as inadequate as OT, but ample enough to experience the rush of adrenaline each time an emergency case was pushed in. Maybe i'm the kind of person who likes to werk in this kind of area, so i'm not surprise if i end up being an A&amp;amp;E staff. Whatever it is, both are as interesting and exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, i finnally get to catch up with my girlfrens after a very loooooooong "disconnection". Must be because of the rain....all connections were down. Me n su actually wanted to haf the outing at sentosa, but then decided to just go to a place where we can just sit n talk...n talk...n talk... And since i haf tis craving for Han River again, so.....i tink u knoe the rest of the story lah huh. Service there is still as excellent as the last time i went there, just that maybe they might wan to consider abt expanding their restaurant. Having to squeeze through the tables n chairs on a full stomach is damn uncomfortable. They should make the shop bigger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was nice to finally catch up with the girls. Susu had us filled up with her recent IMH posting, like student nurses get molested over there recently, abt one of her patient who loves to pray (especially on others) n got scolded by the nurse who then thought him/her to pray in front of the mirror instead so that the blessings will reflect back onto him/her, about another patient who tries to teach susu how to seduce a guy, and a patient who thinks that she/he got a dick in her/his ass. Me and sangee were just blabbering about our A&amp;E n OT posting...mostly we were complaining about the surgeons and how nauseously self-centered and childish their conversation can be. Aisyah...haha....she did most of the listening but of course she got complain to us about her werk too. Oh well, i think everywhere is the same. There's sure got to be 1 or 2 of ure colleagues that u just feel like farting in the face n make them inhale every litre of air that goes out frm the namely "asshole". But if the whole institution is F&amp;amp;*%ed up, then go get a better job. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;OOoHH by the way, we forgot to take pictures when there was still food on our plates so wat u are going to see next are mostly empty plates n rubbish. *smilez*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;told u that there'll be empty plates....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015796242303668194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuwG4g_z-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/W5EIpMpiHUM/s320/DSCF3358i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;never too busy to strike up a pose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015797071232356338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuw3Ig_z_I/AAAAAAAAAAc/KTil_KiQflo/s320/DSCF3370i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;It was too late for us to take a picture of the mouthwatering food but here's a picture of the leftovers. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015797835736535042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuxjog_0AI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Y-ziFGFJPSU/s320/DSCF3364i.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Savouring my self made ice kacang!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015798578765877266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuyO4g_0BI/AAAAAAAAAAs/GGxwrCuBNpk/s320/DSCF3390i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Loving couples enjoying their dessert. AAAaaaAaawwWWw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015799429169401890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuzAYg_0CI/AAAAAAAAAA0/F9ZhVPAWN6Y/s320/DSCF3400i.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-4704131176503204511?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/4704131176503204511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=4704131176503204511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4704131176503204511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/4704131176503204511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2007/01/han-river-ing-with-girls.html' title='Han River-ing with the girls'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CzF61CB_DXQ/RZuwG4g_z-I/AAAAAAAAAAU/W5EIpMpiHUM/s72-c/DSCF3358i.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-7155377139609699491</id><published>2006-12-24T10:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T11:05:23.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;To someone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand u at all. I really dun. I tried to, but then it goes back to square one, confusion and all. I tried to make u happy, i tried to be close to u, i tried to be ure fren, i just tried to be that perfect ___ u hope for. But wat do i get back, more sarcasms, more wild accusations n more un-deserve treatment. U haf always treated me this way. U haf NEVER treated 'them' the way u treated me. In fact, i'm beginning to think that u really do love them more then u love me. It's onli with me that u try to get even wif or spit at. U never do see all the things that i've done for did u?? All the silent sacrifices i've made just to make u happy. U haf ure hates abt me n i haf my hates abt u too. But that doesnt give u the rights to put ure nose into my stuffs. Now, u wan to call me an unfaithfull n dishonest ____ when u were the one who secretly goes through my things without even me knowing. U didnt even dare to admit it. So who's the dishonest one here. i haf tolerated u for a very long time. i really dun knoe how long more can i take tis. forget it...u will never change n i will forever be seen as a slut in ure eyes. i dun even understand y u call me that just bcause i prefer to be wif my frens than wif u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-7155377139609699491?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/7155377139609699491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=7155377139609699491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7155377139609699491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/7155377139609699491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-someone-i-dun-understand-u-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-3917314498282629801</id><published>2006-12-07T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T19:17:47.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manchester??</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Name of operation:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Manchester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brief description: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;amputation of the cervix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason for amputation:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;due to elongated cervix or prolapsed uterus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procedure: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;client will be placed on a "giving birth" position. Surgeon will first instill in water to wash out the cervix. They will then use the scissors to cut open the vagina before stitching flaps of it to the perinal area. Next they will take the forcep, shove it into the vagina, pinch part of the cervix before yanking it out. So now, the cervix is sticking out n frm an angle, it might look like as if u r having a dick for awhile. Blade is then used to amputate abt an inch of the cervix. Lastly, they stitch the cervix n vagina back before calling it a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;still wan to hear more abt my OT posting???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-3917314498282629801?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/3917314498282629801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=3917314498282629801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/3917314498282629801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/3917314498282629801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/12/manchester.html' title='Manchester??'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-6459728376652396906</id><published>2006-12-06T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T19:00:24.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;okay...i THINK i'm back. my monitor just MAGICALLY re-appear after got kidnapped by my beloved father a month ago. Since it's back, i thought of updating all my delayed updates, then i realize that it will take me FOREVER. so here's a summary of my previous month. If u wan more detailed, can go to my dear susu's newly upgraded blog. I'm veri sure she will update everi single event in detail. Anyway most of our entry are about the same..kekke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*1hr later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;There's really sumting wrong wif my blogspot. I cant upload any pictures now...ok watever. i'm gng to switch blog anyway. since the bloody think is not werking, so i'm just going to skip my updates to 4th November  2006. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;My holidays are over. Now it's attachment period. I'm currently in OT attachment. In case some of u dun understand, OT stands for Operating Theatre. Yah, the place where they cut ppl up, mess up ure organs before sticthing it back. Kinda interesting ah. We had to change into the OT gown n put on the cap n mask even before entering the theatre. The shoes u're wearing are not allowed to be in at all. U haf to change to another "clean" pair of shoes. So each time if u wan to go out of the theatre to buy food or wat, u haf to change into ure normal uniform n footwear first before gng out. Then change back into ure OT suit if u wan to come back in. Get the idea now?? yah i knoe..veri troublesome. Thats y almost everyone is having instant noodle for lunch for this whole week. All becoz we are lazy asses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Todae i get to be the scrub nurse! U knoe on tv, they always haf this person standing at the side of the surgeon, handing him the instruments n wiping off the sweat on his forehead....yah thats wat i'm supposed to be...minus the wiping of sweat lah coz tat doesnt exist at all in the real life theatre. Of course there is a senior scrub nurse beside me guiding me throughout the whole procedure. It was a repair of the inguinal hernia...a veri minor procedure though, tats y i get to do it.  I feel like a murderer to haf blood stains on my gloves n holding on to the object they use to cut  him up. haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ONly 1 thing that these ppl haf to improve on. They're courtesy n manners. Seriously, when i pass out as a staff nurse, i will never treat my student nurses like them. We are there to learn, not to make ure self esteem higher by shouting at us. N moreover, we only enter the OT ONCE in 3 yrs...of course u dun expect us to knoe ure daily duties. Even worse, questions will be answered wif a sinister remark or a high tone voice or even better, a glare before shouting at u the answer. Maybe they themselve need a reconstruction of the brain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Left another 2 more days in OT before going to the A&amp;E....hopefully in A&amp;amp;E it will be a better experience for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-6459728376652396906?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/6459728376652396906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=6459728376652396906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6459728376652396906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/6459728376652396906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-8423744589950304295</id><published>2006-11-20T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T11:49:25.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Declared dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/5891/1896/320/841532/DeadComputer1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Declared dead on: 20th Nov 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Time of Death: 11:40 AM (singapore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reason of Death: Negligence and stolen monitor screen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-8423744589950304295?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8423744589950304295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=8423744589950304295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8423744589950304295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8423744589950304295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/11/declared-dead.html' title='Declared dead...'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-8389957157279493758</id><published>2006-10-20T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T12:18:51.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M VERY BUSY!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm very busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;u're gonna see this blog untouch for awhile. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my apologies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anyway, HAppy Deepavali to my indian frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and Selamat Hari Raye to my malay frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;To my polymates, dun forget abt our jalan raye. Dun u dare to give me an MC!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-8389957157279493758?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/8389957157279493758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=8389957157279493758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8389957157279493758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/8389957157279493758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/im-very-busy.html' title='I&apos;M VERY BUSY!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-125713624086866833</id><published>2006-10-07T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T23:19:40.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ijal's new gf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Finally i manage to get hold a picture of ijal's new bike. He's just upgraded his silver 150cc KR bike to a red-black 400cc Fireblade. At the first look, i thought it was kinda ugly ah. Dun really like the colour, coz it's relly chilli-red kinda colour. so disgusting. But i love the speed....somehow, in this picture, the red looks much more nicer. Feast ure eyes on it ppl. Dun be jealous k...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;                                  Before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/bike.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                               &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/Image%28110%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Take care sayang, since now u gt a BIGGER n FASTER bike. Just be more extra careful k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-125713624086866833?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/125713624086866833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=125713624086866833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/125713624086866833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/125713624086866833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/ijals-new-gf.html' title='ijal&apos;s new gf'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-1360748216089791844</id><published>2006-10-06T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:34:55.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to senkang after skool todae n guess wat...Sadako took the same bus as us, 159. I guess she's gng to sengkang to shop too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/1600/DSCF1250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1250.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I didnt knoe shopping for a lingerie can be very exhausting. especially when u r trying to get the "perfect fit". In the end, we ended up in some unusual world...a place that we haf long time abandoned n not visited ever since we are called "teenagers". A place that we used to call a shrine...palace...heaven...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;THE KIDS SECTION!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;How i really wish that i'm back to 4 yrs old. It's so much fun to be a kid...playing with toys, begging ure parents to get the new set of power rangers, being a rascal. Man...i really miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1267.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Need us to introduce ourselves??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh yah, Sita met her long lost fren. The funny thing is, they kinda look a like. R u sure she's ure fren sita?? Maybe that's ure long lost sister....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1280.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And susu...haiyah....we tried to stop her. We tried to help her.....we really did tried. But she just got crazy the moment she saw the fire engine. It was like as if she gt possesed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss being a kid....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-1360748216089791844?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/1360748216089791844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=1360748216089791844&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1360748216089791844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/1360748216089791844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-5999287173451326090</id><published>2006-10-05T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T17:37:11.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WinDow ShoPPiing (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/1600/DSCF1215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;k here's the continuation of yesterda's entry. We went to this new shopping place called ICON which is just opposite Bugis Parco. Not many ppl knoe abt it coz it's still new n kinda secluded lah. Although it's not as big as the usual shopping centres, there's still lots of stuffs that u can shop for. it's a 6 storey building n the shops were arranged in a small circle. Then we found sumting on the roof of that building....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1221.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;u think it's a garbage?? think again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It's that "beanie" seat complete with tables n lights n beeaauuuiful scenery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So wat happen when u put 3 girls, an empty place and a digital camera together?? yah, u guessed it rite. it's picture time!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1226.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;So that's wat the tables with holes r for...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anyway, when we were abt to leave, lee kheng n i just haf this urge to slap each other's face. Must be we haf tis mutual understanding "i hate u, u hate me" kinda thingy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/5891/1896/320/DSCF1240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Had a great day girls!! thank u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-5999287173451326090?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/5999287173451326090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=5999287173451326090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5999287173451326090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/5999287173451326090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/window-shoppiing-part-2.html' title='WinDow ShoPPiing (part 2)'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-116013872515645804</id><published>2006-10-04T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:45:30.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WinDow sHHoppIng</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;If u guys wan to really enjoy ure window shopping, get hold of the best ppl u could hang wif n who is as crazy n thick skin as u are to go into every shop n try the tops that u like then after that u hand the tops back to the salesperson n say "sorry, it doesnt fit me" or "i'll think abt it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's exactly wat we did todae!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kheng wanted to meet us(u gt to learn by now that whenever i say "us", it's me n su) todae so we decided to go shopping at bugis. At first, i was supposed to shop for my heels coz i desperately need one n su was supposed to shop for her tops, lee kheng...hmm...i think she did mention she need to get shoes n maybe tops for her fren's wedding. But in the end, instead of sticking onto our "need list", we satisfy our desire by trying on those tops that we can never afford to get.So we tried....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n tried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;n the story goes on....haha. actually we tried on more than that just that i forgt that i had my camera wif me. Thats not all that we did. We fooled arnd in "the face shop" before gng to the "icon".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1210.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Girls just wanna haf fun babeh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;More photos to share. will continue tml k!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-116013872515645804?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/116013872515645804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=116013872515645804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/116013872515645804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/116013872515645804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/window-shhopping.html' title='WinDow sHHoppIng'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115987965869400688</id><published>2006-10-03T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:47:39.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seoul Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went to seoul garden last saturday with ais, su, fiona n peining. It was supposed to be our secondary mates gathering but lots of ppl couldnt make it. We even forgt to visit syasya at her werk place!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with aisyah earlier to do some shopping. She needs to get makeup set for her job. In the end, she ended up cutting her hair at REDS. I must say, she kinds look cute with her new hairdo. Very vibrant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then it's oFF to SEOUL GARDEN!! Cant really blog anytiing much coz all we did was eat n eat n eat n EAT!! And yah, we played some tricks on them too. k pics below. enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thats our darling fiona n peining. It was a nice catching up with u guys. Thanks for coming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok aisyah. we all knoe that u're hungry. U dun haf to prove it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOOK!!! FOODD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF1087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;We r the new "duta" (tat's in malay. i dun knoe wat they call it in english. someone pls translate!!) for seoul garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All of us came out with a 3 month old pregnancy tummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115987965869400688?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115987965869400688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115987965869400688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115987965869400688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115987965869400688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/seoul-garden.html' title='Seoul Garden'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115987549064427565</id><published>2006-10-03T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:38:10.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It surprises me so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sometimes, the step that a person takes tells what kind the person is and the way they are thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;I got my practical test tml. Got to pass if i wan to graduate from nursing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;wish me luck frens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115987549064427565?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115987549064427565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115987549064427565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115987549064427565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115987549064427565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-surprises-me-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115924653704582413</id><published>2006-09-26T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T13:11:03.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SINGAPORE IDOL FINALS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Wat a luck!! Just 4 hrs before the SI finals(result show) begin, i manage to get 2 free tix frm my fren. MUAH!! LOVE U SARU!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a really great experience. Moreover, i haf never been to a mosh pit before so it was pretty exciting frm me ah. And i was kinda curious wat actually happens during the commercial break. haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Since we cant bring food in, most of the us "picnic-ed" outside the stadium to haf our 5min break of fast before stampeding into the satdium again. There was this one auntie who sat beside us offered fried rice to me n one of saru's fren, najib coz we were just drinking water n eating expired fries. hahha...was kinda funny lah. For a moment we felt like we were stray cats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The upside of the story is we manage to conquer the front row of the stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The downside thing was, we werent allowed to bring in cameras AT ALL n we even haf to deposit our bags at the counter before gng into the stadium. Man....so wasted seh. They even make us sign an agreement to not take any pictures of them on stage. But what the hell, we still use our hp to grab those memorable moments. I gt an upclose shot of most of the idols + taufik+ electrico + rahimah rahim + gurmit....but the thing is i cant post any of it here becoz of the agreement we signed. So, i dun wan to end up having to pay thousands of dollars just because of that. If u wan any of it, be nice to me, n i MIGHT give u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ready for the 2nd excitement? K, 1 of saru's fren who tagged a long with us, najib, is a fren of Paul Twohill. Even better, they are band mates. So the moment Paul spotted him among the crowd, he was like running toward us n started announcing his name to the whole stadium. haha...he is such a joker. Well, maybe, it doesnt haf haf any effect to most of u since maybe u guys r not into SI, but for ppl like Susu, that was the most breath taking n heart pumping experience. Not the part wehn he announced Najib's name but the one when he ran toward us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The idols were fantastic. There is so much difference between watching them on tv n seeing them live performing. I mean, i myself use to wonder y do ppl make so much noise when they started to sing. So usually, at home, i kinda cursed those ppl who were making so much noise which drowns the idol's voices. But, when u are in the mosh pit, the atmosphere is totally different. U got so excited that all u wan to do is scream n shout n jump n dance to the music. keke...first time i feel so wild seh. Nurul, gayle, jasmine, mathilda, rahimah n emilee were all looking sweet as ever. Rahimah actually look gorgeous in the red dress. Although it look abit like santa's wife's dress but i think she really do look gorgeous in it. Paul n joakim were always in their playful moods. I love to see them doing the "boyonce shake"..haha....jay lim was very professional with his performance. Norman..hmm...although he was the first one to be out (if i remember correctly) but i still think that his voice is much better then those who stayed in SI much longer. Jonathan n Hady...aahhh....what more can i say abt them. Actually, both of them deserves to win. Hady gt the voice, Jon has the X-factor. So actually, it doesnt really matter if they get the SI idol name or not, coz i'm very sure that after seeing their performance so far, there sure is gng to be a few music industries who will grab them. So yah true, like most of u guys say, the difference is that the one who get to be name SI will get their his face posted on 7-eleven posters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Electrico was awesome!!! I felt so hyped the moment they start playing the guitar. And that keyboard lady is so damn pretty!!! For the first 10 min, we were like admiring her beauty before we get pulled back into reality. haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ENERGY...hmm.....was kinda dissapointing ah. Maybe not to those chinese but for me, i knoe them for their energetic performance, n i love to see them dance. So i kinda expected them to like haf some breathtaking dance moves, but all they do was jump arnd wif us n sang "Stand By Me".... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm glad that Hady won. He really do deserve it. Well, all the best boy with ure new found label. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the SI, it was camwhoring time!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*I cant upload pictures now. dunno y, i'll upload them later k. patience fellow readers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115924653704582413?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115924653704582413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115924653704582413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115924653704582413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115924653704582413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/singapore-idol-finals.html' title='SINGAPORE IDOL FINALS!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115908984144120574</id><published>2006-09-18T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:24:01.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ELMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;suddenly i just find that elmo is so DAMN cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mJJ2WTn9WOc" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VyJRXq-BIUk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115908984144120574?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115908984144120574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115908984144120574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115908984144120574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115908984144120574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/elmo.html' title='ELMO'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115908911496855952</id><published>2006-09-16T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T17:11:54.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look who i found!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to orchard with susu n her mom. Then we went to try this Indonesian Restaurant at Far East PLaza which i haf been craving for....n look who i found dining in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0867.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115908911496855952?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115908911496855952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115908911496855952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115908911496855952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115908911496855952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/look-who-i-found.html' title='Look who i found!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115881832999745122</id><published>2006-09-13T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:36:14.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Project all done!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'M FREE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M FREE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....finally my 2 projects are all done!! Nursing poject was really tying me down. I haf never put in so much effort in a grp project before. We spent almost our whole 1 week holidae coming back to skool to settle this project, not to mention the endless hours at home staring on the com. trying to figure out the slides. Man...i'm so glad it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just that i came into a few interesting behaviour in our class. I mean, at this kind of age, u'd probably think that u wont find any childish and extremely stingy kind of ppl. There's this character in my class....her childishness is worst than a 3yr old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 1:&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting at bench, talking "cock" as always. Her grp was just having a grp meeting at the table next to us. They had all their products "displayed" on the table. Then she came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting character: "Hello PPL!! CAN U PLEASE HAF THE MEETING SOMEWHERE ELSE!! THERE ARE PPL HERE LATER THEY SEE OUR THINGS HOW!! YEAR 3 ALREADY STILL DUNNO HOW TO DO PROJECT IS IT??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others: ??? (silence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 2:&lt;br /&gt;On the day of presentation, my grp came early to do some last minute touch up. Her grp also came early to do some last min touch up. As we were walking toward our class, she shouted "HAH!! COME ALREADY AH?!!! GO THE OTHER SIDE!!!" (pointing to the other corner or the block)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incident 3:&lt;br /&gt;I printed out an extra copy of our presentation slides so that our treasurer could print out copies for other groups. She saw me passing a set of notes to the treasurer and there she came along....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting character: What's tat ah?&lt;br /&gt;Treasurer: Azira's group project&lt;br /&gt;Interesting character: Oh ok. I keep this n print out for my group members.&lt;br /&gt;Tresuarer: Wait, i haf to print out for the other 2 grps first.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting character: U tell azira to print out 2 copies for them lah then this one is our copy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: ????? (stone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...i'm not gng to be bothered by these insignificant ppl in my life anymore. I was still in a hyper mood after our presentation so we took LOTS of pictures. ENJOY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0754_edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok...it's doing it again....I cant upload anymore pictures but 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Pathetic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115881832999745122?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115881832999745122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115881832999745122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115881832999745122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115881832999745122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/project-all-done.html' title='Project all done!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115824069210005004</id><published>2006-09-12T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T20:54:09.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>angry cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;my goodness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen such an angry cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe he was abused before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6yVj5OtbA30" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115824069210005004?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115824069210005004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115824069210005004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115824069210005004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115824069210005004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/angry-cat.html' title='angry cat'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115761748966008247</id><published>2006-09-05T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T16:26:28.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn U!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fucker. Cant believe some ppl can be so fuckingly fucking that they just love to fuck others upside down just to make themselves feel fuckingly good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed off!! I'm irritated!! I'm agitated!! i'm so damn frustrated that i just wish that i should haf just punch him right in the face when i had the chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the bastard i haf been blogging about? This time he has gone too far. He dares to pour water on my bag n refuse to admit it even when we saw it with our own eyes!! fuck u!! u are just so childish asshole. If u got problem wif managing ure anger, why the fuck u vent it on other ppl's property. Go vent it on ure gilfrenS ah. Guess wat, when i come down to confront him, he still dares to say that he didnt do it n i got no prove to say that he did it. WEL MR IDIOT, my bag is obviously wet and U are standing over it with an uncap bottle. what prove more do u need!!?? and WE saw u doing it!! My FRENS saw u doing it. We got lots of eyewitness to prove that U did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that bitch of his is so stupid enuf to get her ass involve. HEY BITCH, y cant u just saty out!! U got noting to do with this then GET OUT!! wat else is there for u to defend. Dun try to act so loyal n supportive of ure bastard that u even try to defend him when it is so obvious he did it. And by the way unless u are blind, dun tell me that he didnt do it when u were just 1 metre away from the incident. FUCK U AH BITCH! U are blind enuf to see that u are being played by ure own bastard all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuckers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115761748966008247?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115761748966008247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115761748966008247&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115761748966008247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115761748966008247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn-u.html' title='Damn U!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115745709520344840</id><published>2006-09-02T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T19:51:35.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Idol...the sequel</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ok..maybe some ppl out there might stop reading my blog already coz you knoe wat, i'm gng to talk at singapore idol again!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/2006_0831Singaporeidol20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;K, me n susu went to Compass Point to see them again. At first she wanted to be in those 150 ppl queueing for their autograpghs and i was suppose to meet her at a later time, but by the time she made her decision, i think it was too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So we went there at abt 3pm and the place was even more packed than last week. Surprisingly, there were more banners of Jasmine than any of them, probably she stays arnd there then. Also this time, the supporters were more rowdy. Screaming and shouting is a must. The next time if u r gng to this kind of stuffs, remember to bring cotton balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Now, if u are a Jonathan fan, pls do not read this paragrapgh coz if not, u are gng to die of jealousy. Last warning...JONATHAN FAN DO NOT READ!! One lucky gerl get to hug him, a kiss from him, his shades PLUS!! the Singapore Idol bag tat was personally signed by him. Man...how lucky can a person be, maybe she should go buy 4D on tat day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I love this picture:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/2006_0831Singaporeidol20111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hady looks so attractive with the white colour top. He is just so adorable. He looks so cute whenever he smiles. It's like, he got that ear to ear smile that display his white straight teeth n his eyes will be squinted. Just like tat japanese black cat cartoon character, if you knoe wat i'm talking abt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Paul was trying to be funny. Someone left an unguarded mic by his side so wat do u think happened. He got so excited that he started playing with the mic, making weird noises and stupid dedications. haha...he's really a clown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf no idea why he did tat its drives susu crazy:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/2006_0831Singaporeidol20051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..shouldnt say much comments abt it. I knoe u guys dun like it so fine, i shall just stop here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115745709520344840?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115745709520344840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115745709520344840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115745709520344840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115745709520344840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/singapore-idolthe-sequel.html' title='Singapore Idol...the sequel'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115745243095697464</id><published>2006-09-01T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T19:54:47.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>should i?? or should i not??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went to National Cancer Centre just now to find some data and interview one of the staffs there for our project, which is about Lung Cancer. Then, i found this.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0562.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So wat do u think?? Should i sign up for it??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115745243095697464?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115745243095697464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115745243095697464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115745243095697464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115745243095697464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/09/should-i-or-should-i-not.html' title='should i?? or should i not??'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720232579778688</id><published>2006-08-30T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:40:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Outing at Han River</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Finally we are having a class outing that quite a no. of ppl actually turn up. If not, usually it always end up as a "group" outing. I should haf booked for 30 seats rather 22. I thought that a few of them might last min back out, but in the end, more ppl turn up..bringing along MORE ppl. Man...that was the most "squeez-iest" diner i ever had. They couldnt give us another table coz they were all reserved so in the end, we had to squeeze 30 ppl on a 22 ppl table. So guys, i'm so sorry that u guys couldnt really enjoy ure dinner that much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i haf to give credits to the Han River employees. Their service was excellent. They went through all the trouble of setting up a portable table n stove next to our table just so that some of us could move over. And better still, eventhough we kinda last min turn up with more ppl, not single word of complain or unhappiness from any of them. Man...if only whole s'pore erves that kind of service.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ok, so apart from the squeezy sittings, i think most of them actually enjoyed themselves. Me?? hmm...not really, coz i was too pre-occupied wondering whether the rest are comfortable or not. Kinda feel guilty. I would love to go back there again, but this time, with smaller grp so that i can enjoy my dinner instead of worrying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh yah..btw, in case u guys didnt knoe(those ppl who went for the dinner)....the price went waaaaaaayyyyy over bored. We were short of $100 so i had to pull it out frm my own pocket first. So if u guys are reading this, dun be surprise when skool re-opens, we might be collecting a few extra buck to top it up. it was the drinks guys...they were just so expensive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Enjoy the photos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The gerls are definately enjoying themselves. Just look at the amnt of food they dug out frm the food tray. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720232579778688?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720232579778688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720232579778688&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720232579778688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720232579778688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/class-outing-at-han-river.html' title='Class Outing at Han River'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720413343392896</id><published>2006-08-30T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:39:45.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSCF0526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSCF0526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of them left early, so this was wat left by the time we settled the bill. &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720413343392896?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720413343392896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720413343392896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720413343392896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720413343392896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/most-of-them-left-early-so-this-was.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720405506144610</id><published>2006-08-30T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:39:26.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSCF0511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSCF0511.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of the 2nd table ppl!!!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720405506144610?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720405506144610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720405506144610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720405506144610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720405506144610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-of-2nd-table-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720398549579362</id><published>2006-08-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:39:00.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSCF0503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSCF0503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOODD!!! GLORIOUS FOOD!!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720398549579362?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720398549579362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720398549579362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720398549579362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720398549579362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/foodd-glorious-food.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720393123496294</id><published>2006-08-30T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:38:38.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSCF0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSCF0486.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thats the 2nd table gang. each with their own hubby..except for the one on the extreme right. he belongs to no one, just sharing the L.O.V.E..  &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720393123496294?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720393123496294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720393123496294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720393123496294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720393123496294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/k-thats-2nd-table-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115720380167165981</id><published>2006-08-30T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T21:38:10.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSCF0490.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSCF0490.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my table gang. although...most of them are not really frm my class....but i still regard them as a family. hehe..CHEERS!!! &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115720380167165981?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115720380167165981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115720380167165981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720380167165981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115720380167165981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-table-gang.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115691877368660541</id><published>2006-08-26T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T18:24:20.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAdY MirZA sMIlEd At MEEEEEEE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I cant believe it..i actually went to Toa Payoh to catch a glimpse of the Singapore Idols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S ALL SUSU'S FAULT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0439.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway...i'm glad i made it down. Coz that's where i met wif my TRUE love...*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Susu was late, so i made my way to the crowd first. This is th first time i see Daniel Ong live n he sounded just like in radio...or tv. He's trying to be funny but cant...i find him very lame on tat day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The place was packed with kids. I reapeat...THE PLACE WAS PACKED WITH KIDS!!! yah..kids. Most of the ppl there were like 1/2 a meter shorter than i am (k maybe i'm exagerating) but frm the way they dress and talk, they are definately KIDS. There's tis boi screaming his heart out that for a moment, i thought it was a she. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hady is so damn cute. I am certainly falling for him. haha....the moment he look at me n smiled, i could feel the electric shock running through my body...kkeke, i gues thats wat they mean by killer smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jonathan's cute too. His mole-y is so tempting that i just feel like plucking it out. And he gt that "swollen" lips that gerls just go crazy about. Maybe i should box ijal's lips more often to make it look like his..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Then there's Paul!! susu's lover. haha..suprisingly he looks not bad on tat day. he got a complexion of a girl...wif all the rosy cheeks n flawless skin. Probably it's the werk of the make up but he really do not bad. And he definately look better with caps. At least he could cover up his "superly" high forehead n be able to see his face at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Jasmine is cute as ever. She got that cartoon character "spirit" in her that watever she do, ppl find her very adorable. She cant really sing, but she can try her luck at kids central's 1 minute of fame. Maybe she should follow daphne khoo's footstep instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Joakim...arrghhh..i dunno wat else to say. REally pity him man. Just hope that ppl stop voting for him n spend that money on sumting tat's more worth it, like on Hady. But i haf to salute him for being so brave to face all the critisim that HIS FANS put him through. Joakim..u cant sing..but u certainly haf the guts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Was kinda disappointed coz they didnt let them sing....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*sumthing wrong with this thing again. I can only put up 4 pictures. IT ppl....pls come n help this maiden in distress.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115691877368660541?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115691877368660541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115691877368660541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115691877368660541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115691877368660541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/hady-mirza-smiled-at-meeeeeee.html' title='HAdY MirZA sMIlEd At MEEEEEEE!!!!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115656666198559798</id><published>2006-08-24T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T12:31:02.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Napfa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sorry ppl. Been too lazy to update my blog. Got loads of project to finish up....here's a short update of my past week:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1) had our presentations. felt good abt the outcome,even the lecturers think that we did a great job but the marks they gave certainly didnt support wat they say. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/15-08-06_1618.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2) we got some fire drill exercise ( so i guess thats y for the past few days we've been seeing CD and police guys hanging arnd our school campus). the bad news way i didnt knoe the bastard's class was also participating in the exercise. So we had a moment of hell for awhile with his "i am big" attitude n sarcasms start pouring out. he is just so childish. acting big only when he is arnd with his group of "frens". I've read abt this kind of ppl. It's actually an a form of aggression and the reason they do it is coz they feel insecure abt something. probably he's insecure abt not having REAL frens and so by spreading rumours abt us to his grp of ppl, he gets all the friendship he needs. let's just see how long it'll last. phychotic....by the way, i just found out that our dear bitch fren have been played. *beaming with excitement*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3) finally get to meet my sayang after like 1wk plus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) did the craziest thing in my life. walked home with susu all the way to serangoon frm ang mo kio. seriously, never ever hang out with her when she is in her hyperself . she will drag u along in doing carzy things with her. thanks susu for the carmps in my leg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(5) bought digicam!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(6) Had my NAPFA!!! haha...quite fun ah. now i am officialy certified as UNFIT. kekke...had a great walk with sita for the 2.4km.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0286.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;loads of pictures taken in the toilet. wan t to see, check out my photo album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSCF0298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115656666198559798?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115656666198559798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115656666198559798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115656666198559798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115656666198559798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/napfa.html' title='Napfa'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115598778654222931</id><published>2006-08-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T11:40:47.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIREWERKS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I haf NEVER EVER felt like a sardine in my life before. Maybe a factory packed hotdog..but not sardine!!! It was a last minute desicion to watch the firewerks with aiser, it was a lesson to learn. Reached dhoby ghaut at 7.45pm to take the red line towards city hall, view was really shocking man. WAS SO DAMN CROWDED!! I was afraid tat the station will collapsed anytime....n believe me, if u wan to catch the ugliest sight of s'poreans, this is the best time. I missed the first train coz it was already packed like hell (n there's still ppl who wans to squeeze theirself way in). The second time, i was standing at the side of the door. When the train arrives, everyone crowded at the door. HELLO!!! USE URE BLAIN!!!! If u cover up the door, how can the ppl inside the train try to get out!! Let them out first lah, then u can start making ure big fat asses in. Not only tat, they love to push ppl arnd too (ESPECIALLY the auntie ones). I felt like as if i were a bumper car. There's not much breathing space inside the mrt either. Thank god it was only 1 stop away....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought the nightmare ends there, but at city hall control station, it was even worst than that. I couldnt even find AISYAH!!!(dah lah pendek budak tuh). Then, as i was about to tap my way out, and irritating dark person approaches me n said "excuse me...EXcuse me...EXCUSE ME!!". When i turned my head, then i realize he was trying to call me n that irritating person was ELAMARAN!!! haha....was quite a nice surprise to be seeing him there after like 3yrs.....i think. He was also gng to see the firewerks with his grp of frens. So for the first 5 mins both of us were trying to look for our "missing sheep".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found my "missing sheep" n we made our way to the marina square. Again..i gt a shocked of my life when i reached there. I certainly didnt expect to be THAT crowded. U knoe the staircase that's infront of the Marina Square?? the one thats just opposite of the esplanade. yah..the whole stairs was filled up with ppl. When we arrived, there's no more place for us to sit but stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was worth the wait though.....coz the firewerks was really awesome!!! I love the finale so much coz it almost fill up the whole sky!! For awhile, i really felt like a 2 yr old gerl staring with amazement at the sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;After the whole thing, again we gt squashed n stampede by everyone else. I wonder how those ppl with small tiny baby in their arms could even think abt gng to places like that. Anyway, when we finally manage to free ourselves frm the crowd, we went to haf our dinner at the food junction in marina square. We were lucky to find seats within 15 min....had our dinner n home we go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*there is really sumting wrong with my blogspot. i cant upload pics at all!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115598778654222931?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115598778654222931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115598778654222931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115598778654222931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115598778654222931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/firewerks.html' title='FIREWERKS!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115591195755212552</id><published>2006-08-11T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:43:11.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More birthdays..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Happy birthday to u~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to u~&lt;br /&gt;Happy bithday to Shanu~&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to u~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, Shenes turned 19 yesterday. What TOOK U SO LONG GERL??!!! This gerl here is a tweety bird freak. I hope she likes the cake we got for her. I think she did lah....coz she tried to psycho us to not cut the cake but to preserve it instead. But wat are frens for rite..!!! So we took the knife frm her n delibrately CHOPPED the cake into pieces. haha...should haf seen the look on her face. Anyaway..i love the cake too. It's cute n delicious!! So worth buying it. If any of u guys interested, can order it frm any Polar cake shop outlet. They haf other designs, such as tazmanian monster, bugs bunny, daffy duck n even sesame street characters. Just remember this, my next birthday, i wan a tazmanian monster birthday cake. So write tat down in ure planner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats not the only birthday celebration we had for this week. Todae, it is Asu's bitrhday. The plan was to give her a surprise birthday party. So all of us headed to Sita's place n quietly sneak into the house as she has already reached sita's place earlier than us. The whole gang squeezed into sita's rm while a few of them were trying to get the cake ready. MAn....it was so damn hot. I could feel my skin trying to breath through that humidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we are ready, we sneaked ourselves to the living rm n started singing the birtrhdae song. Yah, i'm very sure we took her by surprise coz her mouth was like open till the end of the whole song. Wats a birthday party like without creaming the birthday girl rite!!! So all of us took turns to do some touch up on her poor prettt lil' face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered pizza n slacked at her place for awhile. They showed us their some "nepalis" kind of idol thingy n it was fun ah criticizing most of the contestants. Heard they were bitches n bastards. Me n susu didnt stay for long, we went off arnd 5 coz she's meeting her 'larling'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*There's something wrong with this blogspot thingy. I cant upload the pictures for todae's entry. I'll try it again tml....stupid blogspot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115591195755212552?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115591195755212552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115591195755212552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115591195755212552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115591195755212552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-birthdays.html' title='More birthdays..'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115505042531874288</id><published>2006-08-08T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:20:25.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my pledge</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Must lose weight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouh!! Mac donald!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115505042531874288?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115505042531874288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115505042531874288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115505042531874288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115505042531874288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-pledge.html' title='my pledge'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115590963131395265</id><published>2006-08-05T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T22:48:23.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NURSES DAY n HApPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;To all nurses, happy nurses day to u guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went for the nurses day n national day celebration at our K garden, wasnt tat exciting at all. They gt the stage built up rite under the sun and expect all of us to suntan ourselves under it. Somebody should start thinking for a better venue for next yr celebration man. It started off really boring. The emcees were like calling out to ppl to get out of the shades but all of us preferred to safe our skin frm burning, n so the whole calling out process lasted for like 15 min before they decided to carry on with the cutting of the cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/02-08-06_1527.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/02-08-06_1527.0.jpg" width="227" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;My only interest was on the cake. This yr, they gt 3 HUGE ENORMOUS cake just for us SHS students. I feel like jumping into the cake when i first saw them. How i wish i gt THAT kind of size of cake for my birthday. Even if i get married, i dun think i will ever get tat kind of size. 3 different flavours. Chocolate, strawberry n pandan i think....I only tried the chocolate. It wasnt tat but, just tat the lasy who gave me tat piece of cake, she literally SLICE it. Seriously, it was even thinner than my index finger!! I'm very sure u dun dun haf to so "stingy" with that kind of size of cake rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Every year, its always the same. They haf the NYP idol, some fashion show n some other performance tat they could get hold of. I was hoping to see some handsome guys for the NYP idol, i guess they went extinct. But i love the special performance made by the SHS lecturers. They look so cute in those cowboy suit. haha....just imagine this...u always see ure lecturers giving lectures in the hall, telling u to keep quiet, not to eat in class, to wear ure lanyards at all times.....but now u see them shaking their bonbons on stage!!! They really look like telletubbies man. so cute n adorable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/02-08-06_1621.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Then they had a magic show. I'm not sure if the performers were frm SHS but they are certainly not gd n doing magic. Only like the part where on of them blew a bubble n turned it into crystal ball. Other than tat, i think they were quite beginners. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;After the whole show, i went to meet ijal to visit his sis. She fell down in toilet n kinda gt a slight amnesia coz she hit her head. 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style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dun knoe y but i felt sad....n sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She just looks old....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Too old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Her head is now all white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wrinkles all over the face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;She's even having trouble getting out of her seat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I'm just scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Afraid that she might just disappear one day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Terrified that we wont be able to watch tv together or even eat dinner together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After that 5 min of "thinking"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just realised something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I've wasted 1 year of not talking to her....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115453180894184925?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115453180894184925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115453180894184925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115453180894184925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115453180894184925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115444178773186324</id><published>2006-07-28T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T22:31:20.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Are Siiingaapoore.......SingaporLeans..!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Managed to get 2 tickets for NDP2006 preview frm my bro, so me n susu decided to be the patriotic youngsters for a day n celebrate s'pore's advanced birthday bash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was really fun ah. The time was only 3.15pm but by the time we reached Kallang to take the shuttle bus, it was already flooded with humans in red tops. How early do these ppl start queueing??!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we reached...the feeling was like.."aah..the sight of uniform man". Bring back loads of memories. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They haf loads of activities outside the stadium. Too bad we turned up so late, so we couldnt stay long n enjoy much coz we need to "cchup" the good seats. Anyway, Look who i found wandering arnd -&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="214" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/Image296.jpg" width="299" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Poor kitty...she was looking for its mummy. YES!! it's a SHE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Once inside the stadium, we didnt waste any much time n started tatooing our face wif s'pore flag. The weird/boring thing was, the ppl arnd us were so damn QUIET that they just sit n stare at us painting our faces, like as if we're part of the show. Damn it man!! Dun u guys ever celebrate birthdays before?? hmm lets see...before-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="307" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/29-07-06_1647.jpg" width="229" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After long hardwerk n concentration-&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSC03087.jpg" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I love the pre-parade show. NEVER EVER miss the pre-parade show coz tats usually the fun part. The military band was awesome. They're from Deyi sec if i' not wrong. No wonder they won SYF this year, they were so damn good. Kallang wave is must for every yr celebration. Only this yr, i find tat s'porean butts haf grown much heavier that most of them couldnt be bothered to lift it up frm their seats. *sigh* More ppl starts to pile it, n seats are almost full. Parade is about to start n soooooo........it's time to munch on our CHAR KWAY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/DSC03058.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="210" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSC03058.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Just look at the crowd... Itr sure doesnt look like s'pore rite. Probably u might think tat i stole this picture frm some world cup tingy rite. but nooOoooooo....it's KALLANG STAdium!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The show goes on....yada yada yada..parade comes in, parade goes out, ppl start dancing n jumping on the floor, lady in white sings the theme song on some decorated moving vehicle.......its always the same thing every yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THEN.....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The exciting part comes in. It's FIREWERKS TIME!!! *BoooM BoOM KaBAbOOoo!!* Again, seems like onli me n susu were excited abt the firewerks tingy since it's only us shouting n screaming there. We were lucky to get a seat tat's the nearest to the firewerks. This year's firewerks isnt tat "wow-wee" but it's someting differnt when they had the firewerks exploding around the stadium. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After the show, while evryone else were stampeding for the exit, me n susu stayed on awhile longer for more PHOTOSHOOt!! N btw, the show isnt exactly over yet also. They haf the post celebration party after tat so there were some ppl singing n dancing on the stage. The girls really are sexy man....they haf the perfect body to be jumping up n down on the stage. Not like those blubbery ones u see on tv.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;More pictures in my photo collection. sorry ppl..just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;dun feel like posting pictures todae... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115444178773186324?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115444178773186324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115444178773186324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115444178773186324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115444178773186324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/we-are-siiingaapooresingaporleans.html' title='We Are Siiingaapoore.......SingaporLeans..!!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115392613130070377</id><published>2006-07-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T23:02:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WAN TO MARRY KEANU REEVES!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;If u are planning to watch The Lake House n u knoe tat ure are the softie cry baby kind, remember to bring a whole pack of tissue. No...maybe a dozen of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Just watched Lake House todae. I really think that sandra bullock n keanu reeves, they look perfect together. Of course he will look much more complete if he's wif me. By now i'm very sure all of u knoe how the story goes. A girl n a guy fell in love but they are living 2 yrs apart. So the lake house is like their only medium of communication. It may sound very simple n boring but there's lots of twist in the story. I think i better not tell u guys. If u wan to knoe whether they finally get to meet each other or not, go n watch it for ureself. It almost made me cry, so just imagine wat can it do to u softies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ANd 1 more reminder. If u really wan to enjoy the movie, try not to get ureself end up sitting next to a super irritating emotionally, cry baby, softies. Had this grp of girls n a guy sitting beside me. Every 5 min, the girls will be like "so sad...i wan to cry..." then they start whimpering n go "ahak..ahak..ahaaaaaak....*sniff sniff*" n the cycle continues till the end of the show. I just feel like drowning them in my ice lemon tea.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115392613130070377?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115392613130070377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115392613130070377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115392613130070377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115392613130070377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wan-to-marry-keanu-reeves.html' title='I WAN TO MARRY KEANU REEVES!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115348703888363167</id><published>2006-07-21T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T21:23:32.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BIRTHDAY BASH!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Todae was our fren's 19th BIRTHDAY!!! Happy birthday elias!!! U are finally a year older so start behaving like one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We planned for a small celebration for him n so me, kevin, sita n shenes walked all they way from our skool to ang mo kio central just to get a decent cake for him. Heat was burning us so bad that it melts part of kevin's brain which made him to blabber n mumble abt sumting that none of us could understand. It's a bless that man created airconditioner in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a cake from the Polar shop. We couldnt bear walking back to skool under that merciless sun, n so we took the cab. Poor kevin was squashed by me n sita at the back seat coz shenes grabbed the front seat first even before the car stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun started after our tutorial!!! We decided to not haf any mercy on him this time n so he got creamed up a total of 3 times!!! The first one, he was supposed to remove the candle frm the cake with his mouth n thats when we smashed his face into it. The second time was, he couldnt finish eating the whole cake wihthin 2 min n so he gt creamed again with the left overs. After that, we were still not satisfied n decided to take him by surprise this time. well...u haf to see the video to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;First cream &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EULTIKiUCwE" width="500" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Second cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PW0nZ4knQtU" width="500" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Third n final cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QBq8-9L5I4w" width="500" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115348703888363167?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115348703888363167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115348703888363167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115348703888363167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115348703888363167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/birthday-bash.html' title='BIRTHDAY BASH!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115322922613243971</id><published>2006-07-18T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T21:27:06.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just dun understand why are there irritatting ppl around us who just loves to bother others n make our lives more miserable. why cant they just bother themselves n start going to hell rather then wasting time on earth. If u cant find any other reason to be in this world other than disturbing others, just join ure other fellow mates in hell!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seriously, if u think u can just get away frm this n pretend to be the innocent one infront of ure "new found frens", thats the biggest mistake u've ever made. If i am forced to expose all ure dirty little secrets, i will do it. But thats the difference between u n me. I DUN DO THAT U PSYCHOTIC MORONIC ASSHOLE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;U only dare to disturb me when i'm alone. When i'm with my frens, not a single word frm u was heard. U are such a coward!! Attacking a girl when they are alone. What kind of "man" u call ureself..?? All this while, every provoking remarks u made, i returned wif only a stare. Not a single word of "fightback". Dun make me lose my sound mind. Anytime soon, if this continues, i swear that i'll turn into an animal who's abt to tear her enemy apart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;How irritating, heart-ripping, blood boiling/sucking, hair -pulling can a person be....      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115322922613243971?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115322922613243971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115322922613243971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115322922613243971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115322922613243971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-bad-mood.html' title='bad bad mood'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115206629753099425</id><published>2006-07-08T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:03:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~SENTOSA~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;After straight 2 months of hospital attachments, it feels great to slack under the sun wif the best people u could ever haf. I wan to do tis again. Feels so nice....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/DSC02851.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="180" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSC02851.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Suppose to meet at 9.30am at Harbour Front, but was pushed back to 11.30 since it was too early. Then again was changed to 12.00pm n still, we arrived late. keke...Had lunch at MacD n bought a few (k maybe slightly more than a few) junk food frm cold storage. Time flies so fast...we left the place arnd 2.00 plus, thinking it was only 1.00!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*susu missing in the photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/DSC02854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px" height="289" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSC02854.jpg" width="218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The "real" fun begins once we step into Sentosa. We could blend in very well wif those tourist who were amazed by every sight they saw, for like it's been months since we go there. Love the tarm ride. Feels like those kiddie train ride that we use to beg our parents for when we were like 3 feet tall. ME WAN TO GO RIDING AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palawan Beach is as beautiful as ever. ONly tat now u'll see the place is more equiped with lots of stores n cafes, a kiddie pool that we almost thrash into, a more appropriate toilet n lots n lots of bikini babes n bare chested hunks lying and the sand. U knoe, one of the reason i love Palawan Beach was because there were lesser babes in 2 inch piece of cloth n guys showing off their pre-puberty chest.....too bad they haf already invaded Palawan Beach during those few months when we werent there. Anyway, we wont let them spoil our mood n so it will be an EXCITING n RELAXING day for us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/DSC02866.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The first people to jump into the water r...who else....susu n aisyah. Soon, i gt so jealous seeing them together in the water that i decided to join in too. I wonder how the water could be so cold when the sun was burning on our heads. Only one thing remain the same. The water is as salty as ever. My advice is, pls remember to bring tons of sugar the next time ure going sentosa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Pictures are all below. If u wan more, can get it from my photo album k!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115206629753099425?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115206629753099425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115206629753099425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115206629753099425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115206629753099425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/sentosa.html' title='~SENTOSA~'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234643990512673</id><published>2006-07-08T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T16:15:07.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/01-07-06_1435.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/01-07-06_1435.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILLEEEEEEEEE &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234643990512673?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234643990512673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234643990512673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234643990512673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234643990512673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/smilleeeeeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234516786035632</id><published>2006-07-08T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:52:47.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02874.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02874.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susu n ais decided to haf their own romance going on arnd the tree. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234516786035632?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234516786035632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234516786035632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234516786035632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234516786035632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/susu-n-ais-decided-to-haf-their-own.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234499646004318</id><published>2006-07-08T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:49:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02887.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02887.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were "dipping", all of us were possessed by some strong forces around us...it feels so evil that we ended up looking like this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234499646004318?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234499646004318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234499646004318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234499646004318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234499646004318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/while-we-were-dipping-all-of-us-were.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234490074818539</id><published>2006-07-08T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:48:20.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02913.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02913.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...susu really look like a model wif tat back&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234490074818539?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234490074818539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234490074818539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234490074818539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234490074818539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/man.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234474273928788</id><published>2006-07-08T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:45:42.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02919.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02919.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore's very own "baywatch" babes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234474273928788?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234474273928788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234474273928788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234474273928788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234474273928788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/singapores-very-own-baywatch-babes.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234457283558046</id><published>2006-07-08T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:42:52.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02934.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02934.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spotted some monkeys stealing our food&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234457283558046?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234457283558046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234457283558046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234457283558046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234457283558046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/spotted-some-monkeys-stealing-our-food.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234441166742409</id><published>2006-07-08T15:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:40:11.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/DSC02967.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/DSC02967.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the picture of the day is this. Manage to snap some homeless lady cleaning herself in the open. Wonder where she get the shamppo...anyone missing one??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234441166742409?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234441166742409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234441166742409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234441166742409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234441166742409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/anyway-picture-of-day-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115234428939348706</id><published>2006-07-08T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T15:38:09.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/Image255.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/Image255.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115234428939348706?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115234428939348706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115234428939348706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234428939348706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115234428939348706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115199244088625497</id><published>2006-07-04T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T13:54:00.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;They say the best way to get rid of someone is to ignore them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;They lied...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Will be updating soon. Patience earthlings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115199244088625497?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115199244088625497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115199244088625497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115199244088625497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115199244088625497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/07/they-say-best-way-to-get-rid-of.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115098810284998974</id><published>2006-06-22T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:58:18.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CALLING OUT TO ALL FEMALE READERS!!! pls read this if u dun wan to wear diapers at the age of 60</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Do u knoe??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;90% of Singapore females haf urinary incontinence problem. Urinary incontinence is the uncontrollable leakage of urine. It is more common in the elderly, especially among women. Urinary incontinence is not a natural process of aging. But dun be surprise tat 80% of younger females also suffers from urinary incontinence. Just check ure undies n see if u haf wet ure pants whenever u haf full bladder. If u do, even a slightest dot, it means tat u gt urinary incontinence. I'm one of them..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So wats the cause of this problem?? It's due to the weak pelvic floor muscle. The muscle supporting the outlet of the bladder weakens n thus, urine leaks. But dun worry, it's not the end of the world. If u start practising the Kegel's exercise, u're able to save ure undies!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Very simple, when u are voiding just stop n try to hold ure bladder for 10 sec, then u let go again, n hold for another 10 sec. Repeat the step 4-5 times everytime u void. There shouldnt be any urine dribbling when u hold ure bladder. If there is, it means ure pelvic floor muscle is weak. But of course u dun expect todae u do n tomorrow u see wonders. It takes time to strengthen the muscle back. Just keep doing n at the end of the month, u can see the difference already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;And remember, wetting ure undies is not good. U can get urinary infection. So drink lots of water n practice practice practice!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115098810284998974?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115098810284998974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115098810284998974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115098810284998974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115098810284998974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/calling-out-to-all-female-readers-pls.html' title='CALLING OUT TO ALL FEMALE READERS!!! pls read this if u dun wan to wear diapers at the age of 60'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115085782918053474</id><published>2006-06-21T10:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T11:07:25.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;adicted...adicted...adicted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm totally addicted to these to games...."Diner Dash 2" n "Cake Mania". Got it from the yahoo games n now, i cant stop playing. Really do wan to buy the whole game, the only problem is i'm not rich enuf to own a credit card. Damn it!! So, all this while, i've just been playing the demo version. Once the pathetic time limit has been used up, the whole game disappears. AARRGGHHH!!! i wan the game!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/fdhfd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="190" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/fdhfd.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Maybe some of u guys haf heard of this game n played the 1st version even. In Diner Dash 2, there's this character name Flo. She's the so called restaurant manager cum worker. So ure job is to run Flo around doing errands like, getting orders, cleaning table up, collecting payment. U are to earn a certain amnt of cash in a day, if u dun, u haf to repeat the level again. And if u make enuf profits for the day, u get to renovate ure restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/ikl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;See the tiny little woman with a piece of paper on 1 hand n a glass on the other hand..?? That's Flo!! As u get to higher level, u'll meet wif more difficult customers. If u lose a customer, ure money will fly a way. So must always keep them happy by not making them wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/cakemania_logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/cakemania_logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The other game is Cake Mania. Just as the name says, it has sumting to do wif cake. The game however is about the same as Diner Dash. U haf to attend to ure customers, get the orders, make the orders, collect payment, etc. Only that now, u'll be dealing if cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/cakemania_screenshot1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jill is the one who's holding a cake behind the counter. That long queue are the customers. Those cakes in bubbles are their orders. So u haf to bake according to their orders. But becareful!! Dun take too long to do it. If not they will turn red like the guy in the first line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115085782918053474?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115085782918053474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115085782918053474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115085782918053474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115085782918053474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/addiction.html' title='Addiction'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-115034070854903075</id><published>2006-06-15T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T11:05:08.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged by susu....(sigh)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;k..'m just plain bored so tats y i'm doing tis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;--- Rules---- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Decide on 20 random people.- Preferably 10 guys and 10 girls- Don't read the questions till you've chosen the 20 names.- Don't have to rank, its random~- Lastly,tag people to do this!-Actually, anyone of you could do this!- Most importantly, have fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(1) susu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(2) zizie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(3) sita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(4) sangeetha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(5) shenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(6) syasya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(7) aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(8) naresh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(9) lee kheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(10) shu zhen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(11) ijal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(12) kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(13) corrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(14) kenny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(15) wandi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(16) sarita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(17) sushila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(18) kak faeiza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(19) abang farz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(20) tikuting!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How did you meet 14?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(kenny) Bendemeer Secondary...same class through out the 4 yrs there so we gt lots of crazy memories together wif the rest of the gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What would you do if you never met 1?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(susu) Then there will definately be no milk in my life. kekek....ermmm...i wont haf anyone to walk frm boon kheng to potong pasir wif..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What would you do if 20 and 9 dated?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Tikuting n lee kheng??!! hahaha...tat would be a "miaooing" experience. Of course lee kheng will haf some problem wif hairballs during the french kiss....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Do you ever like 19?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;err...tats my bf's sister's fiancee. totally out of the qn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Will 6 &amp; 17 make a good couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;syasya n sushila...hmm. veri interesting combination but i dun think there's hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Decribe 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Sita. her gf rite now is shenes. so both of them are kinda inseperable. She loves to listen to hindi songs so whenever we're in skool's com lab, she wouldnt mind playing her beloved hindi song out loud on the speakers. she haf the same craze wif me..food!! n loves to watch loads n loads of hindi show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Do you think 8 is attractive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(naresh) ahaks!! klah...his a part time model so i guees he's very photogenic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Say something about 7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Aisyah!! she's my 3rd gf. we're always hunting for food when we're out. she claims herself as a confused hobbit but whenever she starts talking, we are the ones who gt confused by her knowledge. should change ure name to confusing hobbit ais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Do you know any of 12's family?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(kevin). haha...no!! coz they're all in miri sarawak!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What's 3's favourite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;hindustan, hindustan n more hindustan. rite??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What would you do if 18 confess his/her love for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(kak faieza) my future sister in law?? haha! ok..i accept it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What language does 15 speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(wandi) now tat he's in the police force, i guess it's some police language.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(lee kheng) hehehe..i knoe u knoe. some punk hair + afro hair guy named nasha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;How old is 16 now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(sarita) 20 i think....or maybe 19...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;When is the last time you talked to 13?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(corrine) very very long time ago i think. it's during our bbq gathering if i'm not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Who is 2's favourite band or singer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(zizie) hmm....she loves those RnB n hip hop music..not sure which band or singer specifically. but i remember she use to be head over heels with eminem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Would you ever date 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(sangeetha) hmm..i think the real qn is would i never ever date 4..?? hmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Would you date 7?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(aisyah) ahaha..i think we would haf kids y now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Is 15 single?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(wandi) yup...he's hoping for 1 gerl but tat gerl doesnt knoe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What's 10's last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(shu zhen) TAn!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Would you be in a serious relationship with 11?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(ijal) i AM in a serious relationship wif him. muah..love u sayang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What school does 8 goes to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(naresh) NYP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Where does 6 live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(sya sya) geylang bahru. use to be our hang out place remember??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;What's your favourite thing about 5?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;(shenes) fun to be with, great company n nice to shop wif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Have you ever seen 7 naked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Aisyah??!!! AAAARRRGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;You are chosen by yours truly, to do this quiz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;1) sita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;2) shenes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;3) zizie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;4) corrine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;5) aisyah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;n anyone else who's bored just like me, u're welcome to do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-115034070854903075?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/115034070854903075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=115034070854903075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115034070854903075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/115034070854903075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/tagged-by-sususigh.html' title='Tagged by susu....(sigh)'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114986146936755414</id><published>2006-06-09T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:57:49.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just Plain Disappointed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U knoe the feeling after for so long u haf not met someone, n u just misses them so badly, n when the day comes for u guys to get together, n after the whole "looking forward to the day" excitement, the day didnt turn out like the way u had planned. In fact, it was the worst. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yah, tats what i'm feeling now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just plain disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114986146936755414?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114986146936755414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114986146936755414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114986146936755414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114986146936755414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-plain-disappointed.html' title='just Plain Disappointed'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114973574626573971</id><published>2006-06-08T10:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T11:02:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Finally i bought my sis' album. Not just one, but 2!! haha...i bought her recent album n also the previous one,  the one i didnt manage to get the other time. Weeee!! i couldnt stop listening to it since 3 days ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ouh yes ppl!! Most probably on the 1st July there's gng to be another girls day out!! So...susu, aisyah, sya, zie, sangee...if u're reading this, pls keep ureself free k!! U've gt 3 weeks to do tat..haha. We're heading to sentosa this time. weeeee~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is like my 5th week of attachment. I'm so damn tired already. It really feels like as if i've already started working. I think i knoe why now most of them started quitting the job after 1 yr or so....this is a really tiring job. physically n mentally. Rite now i'm just doing the junior werk n i've already feel the pressure n stress. I just wonder wat it's gng to be like when i become the in-charge. I think i wont even haf time to go for a 5 min break. Talking abt break, i also found out that most of the nurses will end up wif Urinary Tract Infection. Coz they wont be eating well, not drinking enuf water n wont even haf the chance to empty the bladder during shift. So tats y most of them will end up wif UTI. I did some survey n 2/3 of the nurses in my ward haf gotten UTI before. Oh man....wat do i get for helping others??.....UTI!! Not to mention the pay. Once we graduate n start werking in a hospital, we will still be under probation. So during that 3 months of probation, our payment is gng to be $1500 FLAT!!! my goodness...after they cut ure CPF off, u're gng to bring home $1300 only. And even after the probation, ure payment will only raise abt $130. That certainly is not equivalent to the amt of werk u had to do. The government shld really do sumting abt it. I mean, they are always saying they look up to the nurses, appreciate the sacrifices they made, respect them....y not this time u guys really show thay appreciation by increasing our pay rather than just words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;When we were in yr 1, our lecturers used to tell us that nurses pay is quite high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;They lied.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114973574626573971?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114973574626573971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114973574626573971&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114973574626573971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114973574626573971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114965064096050140</id><published>2006-06-07T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T11:24:00.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;First Phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mother complains of pain. Uses the Antenox( a kind of analgesia) every minute every sec. Contractions gets more regular n harder. Vaginal examination done at every 15 min. Cervical os is measured to be 7cm at 2.30pm. 3pm, cervical os has widened to 8 cm. Mother complains having a slight urge to push. Continues to grab on hubby's hand. Hubby's hand is still in one piece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Second Phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Staff nurse did a vaginal examination again. Cervical os is now 10cm. Time to start the birth process. Mother start pushing. Staff nurse n doctor puts on their gown n gets the equipment ready. Hubby by the mother's side, consoling n encouraging her. Mother starts to feel the REAL pain of labour. Staff nurse stretched the vagina, baby's head could be seen. Continues to tell mother to keep pushing on the next pain/contraction. Baby's head abt to pops out. Doctor inject some lignocaine (analgesic) on the perineum. Doctor snips abt 1 inch of the perineum. blood starts spillling out. On the 3rd push, baby's head pops out. Mother is already exhausted but she needs to make a last push for the shoulders to pass through. Mother starts saying she can't do it. Doctor scolds the mother n force her to keep pushing. Doctor tugs on the head, trying to pull it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby is out but not crying. Staff nurse carried him to the suction trolley. Using a suction tube, sucks the amniotic fluid in the baby's mouth. Staff nurses slaps baby's bum a couple of times, making him cry. Baby cries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Third Phase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mother's vagina kept vomitting out blood. Doctor stuffed in some gauze into the vagina to stop bleeding. Doctor sews the perineum area. He then stuffed his whole arm into the vagina to collect the gauze that's been stuffed earlier on. Mother is lying exhaustingly in bed. Hubby's hand is almost crushed. Doctor is pulling on the placenta cord. 1 min passed. Placenta is out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;By the end of the whole 3 phases, there's a pool of blood in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Still thinking of having children??     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114965064096050140?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114965064096050140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114965064096050140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114965064096050140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114965064096050140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/06/labour.html' title='Labour'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114895697224455128</id><published>2006-05-30T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T10:45:56.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>......</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When i was on my way for break yesterday, a young (quite good looking) man came up to me...here's our conversation n pls spot the mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Man: Excuse me nurse, I cant find my car....(stares hopefully into my eyes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: ok...so how do u wan me to help u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Man: I dun knoe..i really cant find my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: Where do u park it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Man: Carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: I mean, wats the nearest blk??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Man: It's the big big carpark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: We gt lots of carpark here. There's one just behind u. At least try to remember the nearest blk.(getting a bit impatient)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Man: i think it's blk 6 ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Me: (showed him how to get to blk 6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistake 1:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;If u wan to ask for help, pls ask INTELLIGENTLY!! Just by saying u cant find ure car n giving me tat sad puppy face isnt gng to win u any sympathy frm me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistake 2:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When u answer a qn, pls answer it INTELLIGENTLY also. yes i knoe u parked ure car in a carpark, u dun haf to tell me tat. i need other details to help to find ure "missing" car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mistake 3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;pls be specific. Ure "big big carpark" may be my "small small carpark" so again, be INTELLIGENT, i need more details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When u get panic, u kinda get stupid too. Tats wat i learned yesterday. So never ever get panic!! He was lucky that i find him kinda cute. If not, i would haf just instruct him to the ambulance or the dumpster carpark. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114895697224455128?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114895697224455128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114895697224455128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114895697224455128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114895697224455128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='......'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114886545787108399</id><published>2006-05-29T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T09:17:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meaooww</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;found this in you tube. haha..so funny. how i wish my cat could do tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/745qEtcUth8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/745qEtcUth8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114886545787108399?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114886545787108399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114886545787108399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114886545787108399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114886545787108399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/meaooww.html' title='Meaooww'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114865207641499270</id><published>2006-05-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T22:01:16.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to Understand</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Like i said...the feeling will come back up again. This time it's not just her, it's the other her too. Just why cant i ignore them n just be happy wif the ppl i haf around me. seriously...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;As long as i knoe that i haf a reason for every choice tat i make, y must i feel guilty.? It's he the one who makes us enemy. I hate myself. i hate myself for being so understanding, to always thinks abt others, and to always try to understand others until i feel guilty n forget abt wat they actually did to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Eventhough i sense a feeling of hatred towards them, i still hope n wish that things will just heal up n it will be just like before. I'm not afraid to say tat i'm just waiting for the "day" to come. And when tat "day" comes, i'd be standing on top of the world n shout "I TOLD U SO!!" rite at ure face. Yah i knoe, it sounds evil. but tats exactly wat i feel. just waiting now.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And ppl, if u wan to get some attention, just speak with an american accent n say that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; u grew up in U.S. u'll get all the attention u wan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114865207641499270?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114865207641499270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114865207641499270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114865207641499270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114865207641499270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/trying-to-understand.html' title='Trying to Understand'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114843792740520933</id><published>2006-05-24T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T10:32:07.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lets see...4 days of dissappearance. haha...miss me?? hmm...read on if u wan to knoe abt my MIA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19 May 06, Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Last day in IMH. Just like i said before, we were wng to turn the place into a Disco, n we DID!! They danced like mad. Some of them even look like as if they went to pub before ah....haha. Should really see the way they shake. Maybe they think that they're auditioning for shakira's concert. Halfway throughout the day, i felt chills on my body. Feeling abit muscle pain also. ok, first sign of me gng to haf a fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then at nite, since it was the last day, the whole lot of us slack in the nurses counter wif an enrolled nurse. She was telling us abt the history of this one lady who's our patient. just earlier on, she create some drama in the room. She managed to untie herself from the bed n it took 5 of us to drag her back into bed. she may look old, but her strength is much more greater as compared to ours. So the EN was telling us that the lady has been staying there since she ws 17 yrs old. AND NOW SHE IS ARND 60++!! She got ever dig another sleeping patient's eyeball out, so tats y since then, at nite time, they always tie her into bed. This old lady is really psycho man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Took my temperature again on the way home: 38.6*C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20 May 06, Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Woke up in the morning wif really really really swollen eyes. Scared the guts off my father who's washing the dishes in the kitchen at tat time. After bathing, went straight to see the doctor, but bloody hell, suddenly sooooo many ppl haf to fall sick on a sat.  By the time my turn came, i feel so exhausted that i just wan to fly home. Doctor says it's conjunctivitis n hives. I think it's just hives....a really bad one. Reached home, slept on the couch without eating my medication, was too tired. Then arnd noon, woke up for awhile, forced myself to the kitchen to eat my medications n went back to sleep. Arnd 3pm, susu called, talk to her for 5 mins, then went back to sleep. Woke at 6pm, took a 10 min shower, called my sayang n talk for 5 min, then went to sleep. Basically, i spent the whole day sleeping in my living room couch lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21 May 06, Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Eyes still swollen. Fever has gone down. Cough is geting worst. Still couldnt eat anything coz everything taste like medicine. And i realize sumting, the medication makes me drool alot. So every 5 min i had to go to the toilet n spit tat extra mls of saliva. By 7pm at nite, i stopped taking any medication, coz i wan to get rid of the medicine taste. So i didnt even finish my antibiotic...which is wrong k ppl. do not, i repeat, DO NOT TRY THIS AT HOME!! Tomorrow i'm gng to SGH. so fast the weekend fly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22 May 06, monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Half of the day, we had our orientation of the ward. Susu says it's gng to be fun attached to tat ward. I just wish the time will fly faster....am still recovering from the cough n swollen eyes. Haf not touch a single food since last 2 days so this morning, i felt very faint-y. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;After werk, went to meet susu n we went to eat dinner at boon keng KFC. Time flies really fast..n we we still haf lots of things to talk abt. We walked home for abt 3-4 bus stop before we decided to take the bus for the rest of the journey coz there were lightning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23 May 06, Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's back to the boring shifts n work. haf fully recovered from my sickness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114843792740520933?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114843792740520933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114843792740520933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114843792740520933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114843792740520933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m Back!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114800628389882337</id><published>2006-05-19T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T10:38:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of attachment in IMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;WeeeEEe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Todae is my last day in IMH. Gonna miss all the patients lah. They all so cute. And working in IMH is much more relax then werking in SGH. How i wish i'm bonded in IMH rather than SGH. Todae we're gng to haf a party wif the patients later. Going to turn the place into a disco. keke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I realize something. There's no point of me get so hung up over that the bitch. There's no point of me getting worried n frustrated. Cos the thing is, i've already got him by my side. no point for me trying to fight the battle, coz i've already won. And in the first place, there's no battle at all. I've automatically won by having him standing loyally beside me. So wats the fuss abt?? i also dun knoe. Just wan to get the feeling away. Maybe some of u will understand how i feel, coz maybe some of u haf gone through what i'm gng through. They say time will heal the pain, but why is it i'm feeling the other way?? the more i kept quiet, the greater the feeling is. Time is killing me actually. It's torturing me. Yes, i admit it. She's driving me nuts. Although i said before that she does not bother me a single bit at all, but the truth it, it's turning my inside upside down. It's bothering me so much, that even if i'm having fun, i could just cry. yah, i might not show it, but if only u guys could do an x-ray on my emotions, maybe u guys will believe every single word i say. Anyway, earlier on i said tat there's nothing for me to be upset about, so let's not get carried away. I should remain this positive n kept on repeating it to myself whenever i feel like the feeling is coming back up again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This is so hard,...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Before i forget ppl, the remaining bbq photos are up already. Can go n check it at my photo collecton k!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114800628389882337?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114800628389882337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114800628389882337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114800628389882337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114800628389882337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/last-day-of-attachment-in-imh.html' title='Last day of attachment in IMH'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114760757927918540</id><published>2006-05-14T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T19:52:59.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ at Downtown East!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Alas, my craving for BBQ food has ended. Had Bbq wif our ex MacD crew at downtown east yesterday. It was quite fun ah, but will be more fun if more ppl that we know turn up. Followed Ais to collect our satay n otah at kembangan then we took the cab down to Downtown. At first it was kinda quiet lah, coz there's only the 4 of us, Aisyah, me, nora n her fren Yasmin. Then susu n sangee arrived n that's when the fun begin. Of coz with sangee around, the place will turn upside down. Just with her laughter, she can make the room sound like as if there's 20 ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once it stopped raining n the sky was clear, we set up the fire. Took us for awhile to get the fire gng, n our Aiser was in the bad mood already coz the fire was like going on strike. But in the end we still manage to bbq. Our nora n her fren yasmin were busy testing the food, so for awhile, every piece of food we place into the tray, it disappeared within 5 seconds. haha...OUh yah, wan to knoe wats on the menu?? There were chicken wings, otah, satay, hotdogs, marshmallow, fishballs, squids on skewers n crabsticks. Really alot of food. By the time we finish cooking all the food, it really looked like a mountain. Something was really odd abt me yesterday. i couldnt stuff myself with lots of food. after 2 piece of chicken n a few crabsticks n hotdogs, i couldnt eat anything else anymore. haha..so wasted ah. For the whole day i've avoided any kind of food, but still i couldnt stuff myself tat night. soooo damn wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, a couple of others came down. Aisyah's fren, Salmah, n her bf. Nora's sister n her bf. And lastly....our precious SYA SYA!! miss her so much. so long never see her. haha..so glad that she could make it down. Thats when the fun really begin, we took loads n loads of crazy pictures. we couldnt stop laughing n i guess those ppl bbq-ing outside was like peeping into the house to see wats the racket all about. Most pictures are with susu so i couldnt post any of those now. still waiting for her to pass it to me, which will be somewhere next week. Anyway here are some of the pictures i haf wif me, the rest u haf to wait until next week. ok??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/13-05-06_1604.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Desperately trying to burn some charcoal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/13-05-06_1609.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me n susu acting all like japanese-cuties....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/13-05-06_1611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Susu n sangee posing wif the chef of the day. Wats wif the t-shirt chef??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/13-05-06_2229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I love this picture. very starry..haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114760757927918540?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114760757927918540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114760757927918540&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114760757927918540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114760757927918540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/bbq-at-downtown-east.html' title='BBQ at Downtown East!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114760375560008186</id><published>2006-05-14T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:49:15.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LEAVE US ALONE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just dun understand some ppl. They cant see others being happy at all. They just wan to disturb others so tat we will end up like them...all ruined n pathetic. If ure life is already full of shits, dun pass those shits to us. Play around with the shits ureself, COZ IT'S URES!! So bloody hell stay away from our life!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;What makes u think that by sending such mail to me, i will believe every word u say instead of him. What makes u think, tat i would even care to find out the details from u. What makes u think that u can destroy our relationship n happiness just by sending that stupid mail. U need to werk harder slut. Ure words n lies doesnt bother us a single bit at all. Just what the hell are u trying to do. U disappear for awhile, then u appear, u disappear again, n now u appear again. Cant u just stick to one!! Just go n disappear ureself n dun ever show ure presence to us. We dun even wan to knoe how u are doing. Get this idea inside ure head....U ARE NOT WANTED n WE ARE NOT INTERESTED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If u ureself cant get over it, that he hates u now, stop blaming n bad mouthing him to others. U've made a huge stupid mistake by bad mouthing him to me so pls, F***K OFF!! Go n get ureself a brand new mirror n look into it. Probably ure previous mirror is full of shits, thats y u cant see ureself in it. U go n look into tat mirror, u go n spot every single bit of ugliness in u, then u come n talk to me. Better still, go n pay up all ure debts to him first, then maybe i will lend u my listening ear for ure pathetic story n lies, out of sympathy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And pls, u are not a bitch. It's a disgrace to all bitches if i were to call u a bitch. U are WORST than a bitch. U are a slut. U are the mother of all mother F**Ker. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Seriously, go n get ureself a new hobby.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114760375560008186?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114760375560008186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114760375560008186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114760375560008186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114760375560008186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/leave-us-alone.html' title='LEAVE US ALONE!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114748289935545523</id><published>2006-05-13T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T09:14:59.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WELCOME BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Welcome back to me!! Just reached home todae n the time now is 8.12am. yah..most of u are still snoring in bed. Went to Johor yesterday wif my parents n my brother. I was forced to go back to my kampung. So yesterday, me n my mom left the house at around 6am. My small brother will tumpang on my father's bike. Only me n my mom will take the bus there. It's been so long since i use my passport again. haha...at least now i knoe how to go back kampung by taking the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should haf left the house earlier. Coz by the time we reach near the woodlands checkpoint, it jam like hell. The factory bus was already piling up n all vehicles are moving at 1 inch/hr. My n my mom decided to get down the bus n walk allllllll the way to the woodland checkpoint n from the woodland checkpoint allllll the way to the malaysian 'kastam'. And again, we were like cans n cans of sardines. For my mother she can only breeze through the crowd coz she's using malaysian passport. me....*sigh* i waited n waited for 1hr plus. The queue is so damn long n the officers were like taking their time to stamp the passport. I saw a few of them can even drink coffee while on duty. Chicken backside. I wan to die in the queue already n they still dare to sip coffee in front of me. Johor bahru haf not change a single bit. It is as flithy, smoky, n unpleasant as before. I'm so glad i'm living in s'pore. Malaysian bus are kinda scary too. I think the bus driver thinks tat he's driving a Formula 1. He speed like nobody's business n even if it' red light, he will still speed off. For awhile, i regret that i didnt write out a will before taking the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hrs of thrill, we reached my kampong!! *safe at last*. Lost ohaf changed. No more 'atap' houses. Most are brick houses already, including my kampung. My parents build up another house just beside my uncle's, looks a little bit like a chalet kind of house. The house is all ready, only empty. There's only tv set, fridge, stove..n a few pillows n mattress. Which makes me wonder again, y did my father wants us to go back kampung so badly to see the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place is nice lah overall. I dun mind going back there for a holiday, but it just need a few more touch ups n u can call it a home. We gt a cat there too. haha...he self adopt himself to us. My mom says that everytime if they go back kampung on weekends, the cat will 'magically' appear at our front porch. True enuf, after a few minutes when we arrive, a cat was sitting rite outside our doorstep. So cute, he kept on miao-ing for food. WEEEEEEE!!! now i gt 2 cats!!! When it rained yesterday, he ran into our house(like as if it's his) n slept at the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/12-05-06_1528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thats our new house!! Very the un-finished rite...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/12-05-06_1504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Our security guard. Will only accept payment in a form of Whiskers biscuits. I love the fur...like tiger like tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/12-05-06_1948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OUR kitchen. haha...yah...my father parked his scooter there coz he thinks tat it would look aunthentic with a broken scooter displayed in the middle of the kitchen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;This morning, had to wake up at 5am. My father is sending me back home on his bike. It was so fun to be riding on his bike early in the morning. There were no traffic at all and so even if it were red light, my father did the same stunt also, just speed off. But the roads were so dark...there were no street lamps. I just wonder how my father sees the road. By the time we reach the woodland checkpoint it was already 6.15am n again.....it was like sardines on motorbike. I've never seen so many motorbikes packed up before. There could be a thousand or more of us there. My butt was screaming out for help. I really feel like satnding up n do the hokey-pokey dance there...felt so cramp. Only at arnd 7.30am then we were able to pass through. It was home sweet home!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Next time, when the house is much more presentable n i'm confident enuf to not get lost in johor, i'll bring u guys along wif me to my kampung k!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening, we're having a bbq. Yippe!!! Without my parents at home, i feel so free!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114748289935545523?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114748289935545523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114748289935545523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114748289935545523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114748289935545523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-back.html' title='WELCOME BACK!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114708697210001187</id><published>2006-05-08T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:16:12.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st in IMH!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Only one word to describe my day....interesting. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to IMH with Sita todae n as usual, we got lost for awhile. We didnt knoe where we were heading to actually but luckily it was the right way. So by the time we reach the hospital, frm far we could see a pool of white uniform students hanging arnd at the lobby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Orientation was boring. Almost 3/4 of the day we were sitting in the lecture hall listening to a lady yakking. Then after tat, we were broken up into our different wards n were pushed to other instructor to continue with the yakking. I was most excited abt gng to my ward. So before we were brought there, most of us were like making fun n mimicking the ppl we were gng to meet later. Once we stepped into the ward, ALL of us were in total confused state, dumfounded, n frightened. A woman was shouting straight at us....one of them threw peanuts at us while our back was facing them.....another woman was throwing rags around n screaming some unknown language....another lady was trying to drink water frm a cup while jumping around. Now do u get the idea. It's totally different from wat u think it is. U might think that crazy people will only talk to the walls, to the fans, to the chairs, to the air. BUT NO!! They haf other hobbies too. Then while our instructor was giving us some instructions, a plump lady wif grains of rice stuck around her mouth came up to her n started crying. she said "i'm pregnant. i dun wan to be pregnant..i'm pregnant...". She was even holding onto her tummy. The funny thing is, she do haf a bloated tummy, so i guess tats y she thinks she's pregnant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So my instructor tried to convince her tat she's not pregnant, after a while, somewhere around the corner, i heard another cry saying she's pregnant too. Really man...when u go into the ward, u just couldnt stop smiling n if u weren't in ure nursing uniform, ppl would haf thought tat ure one of them. For the remaining 1 and half hr, we just interact n play some games wif the patients. When u talk to one patient, i can bet u tat u dun ever wan to leave coz u just wan to listen more of wat they can tell u. I talk to this one lady, i ask for her name n she says she's a princess from Japan. She's waiting for her prince to come down to put the ring on her finger so that she can go and see other prime minister n slap their face. Then she says that her mother is the queen. She ask me who's the princess who recently comitted suicide. I said it was princess ajinomoto. Then she goes "AAAAH YES" like as if she knew her n that they use to be good frens last time before she stole her boyfriend. I was really entertaining myself.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;But hey, dun think that these ppl are stupid. Some are even more smarter than us. There was this auntie my fren was talking wif, i was just listening to their conversation. She was using all this "chim chim" words which i'm not even sure wat it means n she was like using a perfect english with us.....but it took me for while to realize tat her sentence didn't make any sense. It was something like "My haf 3 cats bull run extremely hard and very very thick soy sauce". u get it?? It was fluent n u are very sure that she's speaking english even by just listening to her first sentence, but there's no sense. My fren was like nodding n nodding n agreeing wif every single thing that she says, so tats y i was quite confused at first n wondering if i were hearing things correctly. So when i look at her face, she gave me one look, which then make me realize tat it wasnt me actually, it was that auntie. I couldnt stay there any longer coz if i did, i dun think i could control my laughter, so i proceeded to the next table, who's doing drawing n colouring.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think i'm gng to enjoy this attachment for awhile. But at the same time, i'm sure i'm gng to get bored every now and then coz there's really nothing for us students to do other than playing wif the patients.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114708697210001187?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114708697210001187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114708697210001187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114708697210001187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114708697210001187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/1st-in-imh.html' title='1st in IMH!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114697709555222363</id><published>2006-05-07T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T12:50:35.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 hrs queing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Standing up n queing for a phone for 2 hrs is a NO NO fun at all!! Susu finally wanted to get a new phone yesterday so we went to Compass point wif her mama to the M1 shop there. To our surprise, there were lots of ppl there n the M1 shop was totally packed by the time we gt there. The queue was already as along as a 4 meter snake.... Then we realised tat it was polling day, public holiday. No wonder got so many ppl. Susu mama joined the queue while me n susu went to get our attachment stuffs...just to safe time. Aboout half an hr later, we came back n she was still standing at the same spot. Ok..maybe she moved 1 step. 1 PATHETIC STEP!! after half an hour....man, something tells me it's gng to be a looooooong day. So we took over her place while she go n sit down somewhere to rest her feet n guess for how long me n susu had to queue...2 whole bloody hours!!! After 1 and half hr, my legs were already screaming for help. And i cant believe these ppl are willing to stand there for 2 hr plus plus just to get a phone. If it were me, i think i will just get the phone some other day...i couldnt be bothered to be a part time statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i understand y they were determined enuf to get the phone yesterday. The M1 had a promotion going on. So only for yesterday n todae, the phones were selling at a lower price, They haf discount for the lines too, n the accessories were also on sale. MAn....she's so lucky. I bought my phone, Motorola V3i, at $368 n yesterday when i look again at the price. it was selling at $298 i think. MAn!! wat a big difference!! For the lines they are all at almost half price. For example my suntalk 150, actual price is $25 rite, but if u sign up yesterday or todae, u'll only haf to pay $18 for 1 yr. A 512Mb memory card were selling at $47 instead of $90++. She was soooo lucky to get her phone yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U see, tats the problem. U never knoe when is the rite time or best time for u to get a phone. Coz one day, u might think/feel tat u are lucky to get the phone at a good price but when u come back the next day, they are selling it at an even cheaper price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we gt back to her place it was nearly 8pm and we havent' even cook our dinner. So the plan was to go straight to the kitchen n start burning the stove. It ws fun ah to be cooking together. Even Sarita, susu sister, wanted to join us when she see us cooking together. me n susu were the chopping masters, sarita was the cooker, n susu mama was the head of the chef. There were like 4 ladies in the kitchen preparing diner so our spaghetti took less than an hour for it to be ready. Feels so homely for a while. plus!! i get to try out a new receipe from hr mom. will try to make the spaghetti at home some day. It was really nice. And quite simple to prepare also. So i believe i wont burn my kitchen down the next ime i try to do it all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting my attachment tml. And i still haf not buy my socks yet. Feeling kinda lazy but wanting to get out of the house at the same time. My father forced me to go back to my kampung at johor next week. It's not tat i dun wan..i'm more than happy to go back to malaysia. But i'm having a bbq on sat nite wat. So since Friday isa public holiday, i'v already agreed to go back on Friday n come back home on Sat morning so tat i can go for the BBq at nite. This way, everybody wins. Moreover the bbq i've already told u weeks before abt it. It's not fair when u just wan me to cancel it so tat u get wat u wan. And even if i go back kampung, there's noting for me to do there. the rest of my brothers are not going, so it's only me, u n ure wife. So wat the hell am i suppose to do there or 3 whole days. Seriously, maybe if u just think a little bit harder, u might understand what i'm trying to tell u. By the way,i've already payed the money to the organiser, i'm not gng to back out from the bbq. whatever it is, u haf to handle ure own "king-of-the-house" power ureself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/transkripsi-big.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px" height="287" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/transkripsi-big.0.jpg" width="233" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/transkripsi-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;My sister had just released her new album called "transkripsi". I wan to get it. but the only problem is i dun haf a werking cd player at home. So even if i get the album, i cant really enjoy it at home. But i will still get the album. Lots of ppl hate her n i still dunno y, but i hope they will stop all their criticising abt her. i mean, what did she do to deserve tat. just think abt it, while u are spending ure time happily accusing her n spreading rumours, haf u ever heard a single word of critic or "hina" abt u frm her?? So who's the mean one here, n who's the one who should be look down to. Anyway..watever it is, i'm still gng to get her cd. So another album to be added into my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;collection...whoopee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/transkripsi-poster-big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114697709555222363?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114697709555222363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114697709555222363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114697709555222363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114697709555222363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/2-hrs-queing.html' title='2 hrs queing'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114689069229544363</id><published>2006-05-06T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T12:44:52.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day left...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I've been sick for exactly 1 week now. My nose haf been running non-stop, my throat is killing me n i'm running out of tissue at home. Serioiusy, i need a plumber to fix the leak, if not i'm gng to go bankrupt buying tissue every day. So one thing u should take note abt me, just in case u might haf to share a house wif me, i could use 8 rolls of tissue a day whenever i'm having a flu. n yes...it's ROLLS!! u knoe the toilet paper roll?? yup tats it. Coz if i were to use the tissue box, by the end of the week, my family could only afford to cook maggie mee for breakfast, lunch n dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Going to Senkang wiff susu n her mama later. Need to get a few things for my attachment next week. Damn it...holidays are over now. Attachment satrting soon n there's no more holiday for me. It's like as if i'm really werking now. no fun at all..Going IMH next week. So if any of u guys wans me to say hi to any of ure frens who's satying there, feel free to msg me. I'm very sure they miss u so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm definately, positively allergic to cats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whenever i play wif my cat, rite after tat i get a block nose n start sneezing non-stop. N worst, whenever i bathe my cat, i get breathless, like an asthma symptom. MAN!! I CANT BE ALLERGIC TO CATS!! I'm a cat lady!! I love cats!! I MUST GROW OLD WIF CATS!! how am i gng to grow old wif cats arnd me when i'm allergic to their fur. not fair....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;got to get ready now. susu mama is cooking dinner for me...n it's gng to be spaghetti. yum yum...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114689069229544363?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114689069229544363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114689069229544363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114689069229544363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114689069229544363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-more-day-left.html' title='1 more day left...'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114683641727622970</id><published>2006-05-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T21:40:17.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 and 2 and 3 and 4..and 1 and 2....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went to gym wif Ais n susu this morning. This is like my second trip to the gym but my first time USING the gym. haha...met aisyah at the clementi mrt around 9.30am and headed to the Clementi Sports Centre. So when we reached there, there were a a group of elders doing some fan "dancing"/exercising routine there n susu wanted to join them coz she find it veri entertaining, n so we had to leash her up n drag her into the sports hall. It was our first time to use the clementi gym, so i felt like a tourist for awhile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;When we were finally ready to start using the gym equipments...again, my n su were like lost child in a room full of machines. We were like tagging behind our mother duck (tat is aisyah) n she was already doing her "thing", pumping some irons.  Took us some time to stop feeling so akward n be brave enuf to just try out the machines. Ais was like our personal trainer. She thaught us the rite way to use almost every machine n to focus on which muscle for which machine. That really helps for me. The only bad side abt tat gym is tat, there's not many females there. It's like as if we went at the wrong time, like a "men's hr" time. I think i'm still not ready for gym yet. I'm still comfortable running arnd the stadium...but guys, dun worry, i will still join u guys if u still wans to go the gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Went to eat at Ginza PLaza. The food was really nice...i forgot teh name of the reastaurant but i knoe tat it is connected to Sakura. I love their TomYAm Seafood. The first sip was like heaven. Will bring my sayang to eat there soon. Wanted to watch a movie but by then, i tink we were too lazy n tired to go to a cinema. So we decided to just hang arnd at this bakery shop. Most of the time, Ais n susu were doing all the talking, i was pretty much asleep. Only for a couple of times i woke up n said a few sentences before gng back to sleep. haha...was really tired ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I think i put on 1 kg....i ate slightly more than wat my diet plan should be. going jogging again on Sat. maybe i should start forming a club. The "Weight Lost Desperados"...how's tat sound??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114683641727622970?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114683641727622970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114683641727622970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114683641727622970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114683641727622970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/1-and-2-and-3-and-4and-1-and-2.html' title='1 and 2 and 3 and 4..and 1 and 2....'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114657980712292992</id><published>2006-05-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T22:23:27.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good news!! n a terrible horrible dreadful atrocious unfortunate bad news.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went to Ijal's place again to do some exercising together but ended up me exercising alone while him snoring in bed (wif turtle). So here's the good news i wanted to tell u. U guys would haf known already rite that for the past few days i was on a very strict diet n haf been werking out quite a lot recently. And so for the past 4-5 days i couldnt weigh myself at home coz the stupid weighing machine broke. I've been DYING to see if there's any improvement in my weight. So just now.....i weighed myself on ijal's machine n guess how much weight i've lost in just 1 week.....3 KG!!!! wohoo!!! i've lost 3 KG!!I hope it stays there n not gain back on the next day. It better not. I will go histeria even if it goes up by 0.5 kg. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Then we went to watch The Wild. Big mistake. We shouldnt haf watch it when our eyes were already sleepy. So before the movie even starts, i was already shutting my eyes. But dun worry, even if i was half asleep, i was still listening n watching the show. Oklah...but it was more of "touchy touchy" kinda show rather than hilarious. Out of 5 stars, i give it 2. Still am waiting for the "Over The Hedge". Maybe that one will be a better movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Kk..before i forget. i owe u my terrible,  horrible, dreadful, atrocious, unfortunate bad news. U see, ijal send me back home todae on his bike. so if u would haf try to recall back my life stories, my parents doesnt knoe abt ijal. MY FAMILY doesnt knoe abt ijal. I kinda hide him form them coz if they find out i gt a bf, they are gng to disapprove it n then start the whole slut calling names again. i cant stand that!! So i kinda hide the fact tat i'm wif ijal. Well actually, i think they knew abt him n just kept quiet until they found the rite time to "claw" me....like catching me red handed. So tats wat happened todae. I was on his bike n he was making a turn to my blk n unfortunately, my parents were coming frm the opposite side. And our bikes was just like a meter away frm my parent's bike. Man.....some badluck. So rite now, i'm just waiting for the attack to begin. They just gt home 15 min ago n not a single word said to me. It's killing me.... They knoe that i knoe that they saw me...so i guess they just wan to torture me more wif the hold up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;K guys..wish me luck k. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I'm Losing weight!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Feeling more sad rather than worried.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114657980712292992?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114657980712292992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114657980712292992&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114657980712292992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114657980712292992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-news-n-terrible-horrible-dreadful.html' title='Good news!! n a terrible horrible dreadful atrocious unfortunate bad news.....'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114639218526290453</id><published>2006-04-30T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T18:16:25.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no mood to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;recently i dun really haf the mood to blog. even todae actually, i dun really feel like blogging. But because i totally got nothing else to do n i'm totally bored, i guess it leaves to computer as the only option left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Todae is sunday, 30 april 2006....which means i'm left wif only 1 MORE WEEK OF FREEDOM!!! AARRGGHHH!!! *panic attack* y do time haf to fly by so fast......I still wan to enjoy my holiday. I still haf not haf enuf of holiday....bbwwaahhh.....*snif snif* Going to IMH for my first attachment. i wonder wats the place like. i heard lots of stories about the patients there. Yah, they are crazy....to the extend that they masturbate in the open, haf sex wif another patient in the closet n yah..there were cases of possess too. HOW EXCITING!!! haha...cant wait to go there actually but not really looking forward to see the staff nurses there. Heard that they dun welcome NYP students. They havent even meet us and they already hate us. NOT FAIR!! These are the kind of ppl i dislike.....I'll make sure that i wont turn out like one of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Exam results were out 2 days ago. WooHooo~ I passed!!! Kinda proud of myself this time. Did better than the last semester. Actually, as long as i pass, i got no problem wif it at all. haha...Going into yr 3 soon. Damn it. I'm gng to be a senior. I haf to knoe about almost everything. If I dun....NO GrAduAtion!!! AARRGHHH!!! *panic attack again* I'm really not looking forward for yr 3. More responsibilities....more expectations....more stress.....then before u knoe it, u found ureself werking in SGH already. And this time u cant run away anywhere else coz u gt ure ass bonded to the hospital. *sigh* There's no break in life at all. After completing 1 stage of ure life, u are pushed into the next stage of life. No time to celebrate or congratulate ureself for completing the earlier satge. By the time u wan to, u find ureself again worrying abt wat's the next day gng to be like. I'm sure u guys haf gone through this before rite?? In a period of time u constantly worry abt ure life, work, etc. It starts off wif just a simple harmless qn of "will i be fine werking there?". Then it sparks another qn "wat if i cant get along wif the ppl there??"...n again.."wat if i dun knoe how to do most of the tings?"...and again..."wat if i make a major mistake, wat if i accidentally kill my patient?"...and again. In the end, u feel too scared n afraid to do anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;My parents went to Johor yesterday's afternoon n will only be back late tonite. So the 4 of us are left alone at home. This is the time when i train myself to be a housewife. haha...hey, i'm 19 already, i've gt to knoe where my standards are. So for the 2 whole days, u'll see me slaving at home. cleaning the house, wash the dishes, do the laundries, prepare dinner......n many many many more. Todae for the first time i manage to prepare a homecook meal all by myself for the first time. Fried kangkong n boiled egg curry. the kangkong was kinda easy (although i put too much of the sambal so it looks more of like "fried sambal wif kangkong" rather than "fried kangkong wif sambal"). But i was more worried abt my curry. I had never cook curry all by myself before so frm the start till the end, i was praying so hard tat i wont spoil the curry. And it turned out quite well. Its not tat bad actually. Only thing is tat the curry is not quite the same as the my mother cook it. this one is more Indian-like cooking, u knoe the kind of curry that u see lots of curry leaves swimming in the gravy. And it has this spicy sour-taste. The next time my parents gng away, i'm gng to try n cook chicken curry!! But first, must learn how to cut the chicken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I wan to go jogging again tml. where are my "kaki-s"???    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114639218526290453?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114639218526290453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114639218526290453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114639218526290453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114639218526290453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-mood-to-blog.html' title='no mood to blog'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619754331952223</id><published>2006-04-28T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T19:50:49.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ais "dunno-wat" ceremony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I still dunno wats the name of her ceremony. They are giving out certs for those who haf graduate from the Hospitality n Tourism course n also those who haf succesfully followed through the training till the end. And dun be surprise but all these courses are actually under the Mac Donald. The store selected a few of their staffs to attend the course and upon their achievement to haf sucessfully completed the course, they are awarded with a cert. And these certs are not those "thank you for participating" certs. Some of them are Diploma certs even. Most of them who gets the Diploma are the managers n yah, these Diploma are equivalant to our poly diploma. So dun think working in Mac Donald is a waste of time. If u're serious enuf, it can actually get u far. Haha, i even heard tat a few of them planned to quit mac n use the diploma to werk in a hotel. Tats pretty smart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we could get to function, we ended up doing a small "amazing race". Couldnt find the hotel n then mistook the wrong hotel for tat hotel which made us to hop into another taxi again to speed our way through to the right hotel. By the time i'm sweating like mad already n all my delicate make up are melting. Luckily the hotel's aircond didnt break down so bless the person who invents airconditioner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had a rehearsal while me n susu were busy commenting on each n everyones dress code. When it was ais's turn to step onto the satge, we wanted to shake some pompoms, hold up a banner saying "we love Aisyah!!" n maybe shout out some chearleading cheers...but i guess tats too babaric for the Merritus Mandarin Hotel. So in the end we remain silent n "classy-ly" clapped our hands. When the event finally start, it even bore me to death. The VIPs will give their speech, tell some lame jokes, hypnotize us tat Mac Donald is good n "vote for me for ure next president election". yadyadyada....We just wan them to get with the Presentation of the Certs so tat after the whole shaking hands, thank-yous, smiling n bowing....they could lead us to the refreshments table which is the real n most exciting part of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But overall, it's actually not bad lah. The food was damn good...n filling too. I love their chicken pie. The filling was very addictive. Thier cakes are really mouth-watering. And best of all, the boneless chicken wings tats marinated wif some gingery sauce.....How i wish i could slide a few of those into my hand bag. ok..photos below...more of it u can get it from my photo collection in shutterfly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619754331952223?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619754331952223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619754331952223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619754331952223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619754331952223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/ais-dunno-wat-ceremony.html' title='Ais &quot;dunno-wat&quot; ceremony'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619852134652758</id><published>2006-04-28T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:28:41.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1653.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1653.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this photo. an angmoh (well, not really) guy helped to take tat for us.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619852134652758?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619852134652758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619852134652758&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619852134652758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619852134652758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/love-this-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619833295729534</id><published>2006-04-28T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:25:32.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1623.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1623.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recognise her, ex-HFC mac wrokers?? TATS MAMA!! veri chiu bu ah...no more curly wurly hair &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619833295729534?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619833295729534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619833295729534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619833295729534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619833295729534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/recognise-her-ex-hfc-mac-wrokers-tats.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619816836334846</id><published>2006-04-28T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:22:48.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1553.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1553.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mMmMmmmm...delicious isnt it??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619816836334846?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619816836334846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619816836334846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619816836334846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619816836334846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/mmmmmmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619811301129282</id><published>2006-04-28T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:21:53.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1538.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1538.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scavengers in the refreshment room&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619811301129282?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619811301129282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619811301129282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619811301129282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619811301129282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/scavengers-in-refreshment-room.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619799012391367</id><published>2006-04-28T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:19:50.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1530.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1530.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u spot tat small tiny weeny little fren of ours??&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619799012391367?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619799012391367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619799012391367&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619799012391367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619799012391367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/can-u-spot-tat-small-tiny-weeny-little.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114619792470621656</id><published>2006-04-28T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T12:18:44.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/640/27-04-06_1227.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/139/8336/320/27-04-06_1227.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reciever of the cert...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114619792470621656?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114619792470621656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114619792470621656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619792470621656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114619792470621656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/reciever-of-cert.html' title=''/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114614565065933588</id><published>2006-04-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T11:23:13.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my body is crying for help....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ouch!! Whole body is aching like mad. I've only been jogging for 2 days n did some "muscle training" exercises n this is wat i get....muscle aches. I cant even raise up my arm properly. Was suppose to go jogging again todae wif ais n su but i think rite now my body is like crying for help already. So todae i shall rest my poor precious lil' (ok big) body n sing it to sleep. haha...yes, i'm pampering it todae. Then fri it's back to work, work, work. Ouh yah, here's our pizza we had on Monday. Yummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/24-04-06_1405.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BBQ sauce chicken....mmMmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/24-04-06_1406.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Teriyaki chicken with EXTRA mushroom..mMmMmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, yah...maybe having pizza for our breakfast cum lunch cum dinner isnt a good idea but at least we're not over stuffing ourselves so i guess it's not tat bad lah. But yah, u ppl are right. Pizza for our diet menu is a total NO!! yah yah ok...this will be the last pizza for us until we reach our dream weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tml it's Aisyah's "dunno-wat" ceremony. Going there wif susu to be her "fake" parents. ant wait for the hi-tea actually...haha. Yummy...the sequel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114614565065933588?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114614565065933588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114614565065933588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114614565065933588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114614565065933588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-body-is-crying-for-help.html' title='my body is crying for help....'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114578110599009639</id><published>2006-04-23T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:31:46.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burger King!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;The burger king's kids meal are giving out spongebob squarepants figurine. I MUST COLLECT ALL 20 OF THEM!!! If any of u guys happen to buy the kids meal n doesnt wan the toy, please please please do not throw them away. Just mail it to me ok!! Obviously i can't be eating 20 sets of burger king's kids meal(moreover i'm on a diet), so yah, pls be kindly enuf to donate the toys to the poor little girl here. *smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My parents went for a free health check up at my community centre. They always haf it every once a month i think....but only todae then they decided to go for it. Probably because they woke up this morning with a missing tooth. Anyway, when i take a look at their result slip, i was quite shock!! My mother's BP reading is 230/120. That is bloody damn high!! That is the reading for a hypertension pt!! For her age, a nomal reading should be less than 140/90. Now can u see the huge difference??!! But my mother so far is not diagnosed wif any diseases. She's totally disease-free, but wif a reading like tat, she's about to make herself the doctor's bestfren. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Maybe it's because of anxiety. Maybe she was just too excited or stress so tats y her BP shoot up. To be diagnosed wif a hypertension u need more then just a high reading u see. There are other sign n symptoms such as blurred vision, terrible headache..etc. Since she doesnt haf all tat, so i guess she havent reach tat stage yet n still can be "repaired". She just haf to try n change her lifestyle n diet. Now tat we are not in talking terms, it's kinda difficult for me to advice her on wat kind of food is good n bad, n also to bring her out for an exercise.  I dun knoe....maybe this is the turning point for both of us to start back on our mother-n-daugther relationship. Imagining her if a disease actually scares me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114578110599009639?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114578110599009639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114578110599009639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114578110599009639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114578110599009639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/burger-king.html' title='Burger King!!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114569004165293690</id><published>2006-04-22T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T15:18:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must..*pants*...exer...*pants*...ciseee......*pants*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;OK...yes ppl!! U haf done it tis time!! u haf made me feel so guilty of myself tat i feel so ashame to step out of the house now!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AARRGGHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yah yah yah..i knoe i'm putting on a little bit of weight now. OK OK OK!!! A LOT!!! *sheesh* ijal told me yesterday tat his mom told him tat i look "berisi" (stuffed??) now. Damn it.....is it really tat obvious?? And ppl...pls stop nodding ure head if u ever wan to see it nodding ever again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey, it's not like i'm not doing anything ok. I'VE TRIED EVERY SINGLE THING!!! The other time, i tried to exercise...run arnd the stadium regularly....cut down on the food tat i eat.....but not a slightest bit of a drop in my weight. i even tried eating those "jamu" tat my mother recommended me to eat (n it really make me go to the toilet at least 5 times a day) but still, NOTHING!!! So dun say that i didnt do anything abt it. I DID!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok...i think next week, i better start back on those stuffs again. And this time, it better do sumting abt my fats. I plan to go running every day frm monday to friday next week, maybe at serangoon stadium, n susu...u cant run away. u haf just gotten ureself stuck wif a fat lady who's really determined to lose some asses here. U ARE GNG TO BE MY RUNNING PARTNER!! Ais, if ure reading tis, u are most welcome to join us. We can always change the venue every now n then.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really wonder how some of them can loose 5 kg just like tat in 2 weeks. Where else for me, losing 1 kg in 1 month is like losing 10 kg in 1 day. Any tips on losing weight, pls leave a msg....PRONTO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;AARRGGHHHH!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114569004165293690?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114569004165293690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114569004165293690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114569004165293690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114569004165293690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/mustpantsexerpantsciseeepants.html' title='must..*pants*...exer...*pants*...ciseee......*pants*'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114559825635351695</id><published>2006-04-21T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T13:44:16.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks....:(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Was at Ijal's place again todae to play around wif his mini gym equipments. Then while we were just lying around staring into space, suddenly we started wrestling, who could blow at the opponents tummy first. haha...yah, we had a wonderful time screaming n laughing till our sides ache like hell. Then his sis came back home wif her fiance n we had pizza for lucnh/dinner!! But before tat me n ijal went out to get his bike from the mechanics. i miss his bike so much.....been so long since i sat on tat thing. it's like our noble steed. haha...yah, we gt a shiny metallic steed tat runs at 200 mile/hr. Rented a few videos: 50 First Dates, Emperor's New Groove 2, Ice Age n Ven Helsing. We watched Emperor's New Groove 2 while stuffing ourselves wif pizzas, but since when they had tat movie?? i didnt rememeber it showing in cinemas....i still prefer the the first movie. This second one is kinda boring...n too much lovey dovey scene. Remember the witch that gt turned into a cat?? yah, she's still alive. but this time she gt turned into the cutest n lovable rabbit, which then gt snatched by the eagle who feed it to her hungry babies. I still wan to watch 50 First Dates. Maybe next week i'll go down his place again to watch tat....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouuuhhhh!! i just realize, i'm left wif 2 weeks more of my holiday...man!! y must the days go by so fast!! I dun wan to start my attachment yet. I still wan to slack around at home. 2 months of attachment...damn it man!! then after the 2 months, it's school straight away...double damn it!! Must enjoy myself n make full good use of my holidays. So in my schedule rite now, next week we are gng theme park, movie maybe n also pulau ubin(not confirm). The following week, i hope the rest of the girls are free so that we can catch a movie together. it's been so long since we get to watch a movie together. Me n susu were thinking, maybe this time we could go n watch some scary shows so tat we could scream, hug, n pee in our pants together. haha...tat would be fun. So girls (referring to ais, zie, sya, sangee, susu n anybody else who is a girl n wish to join us) if u are reading tis, replay to us asap k n let us knoe if u guys are free on the week after next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;URGENT NOTICE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Does anyone knoe where to get colour cards?? Ishihara test cards to be exact. It's a set of cards tat test for coulour blindness. On the cards u will see differents spots of colours with a number printed in the middle. Remember the time when u had ure physical check up before coming into poly?? The showed u a couple or cards n ask u wat number do u see on the cards?? Yah, tats the one. My fren desperately need to get hold of those cards coz he's having his physical check up on the coming monday n kinda haf a mild colour blindness. So his plan was to somehow memorize the sequence on numbers from the book. If he fail this test, he couldnt get into the course tat he wans. But dun worry, his colour blind is very mild. I tink he even already gotten his bike license n he can diiferentiate the green n red light on the traffic light. It's just went the shades are much more similar n when the 2 colours are placed side by side, he couldnt really tell the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Like for example this picture here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/Color6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;We all can see tat it is number 6 but he cant find the number 6 at all. Now do u get wat i mean?? So if any of u guys knoe where to get those cards, pls let me knoe by saturday. Anything after sunday will be waste of time. Thanks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114559825635351695?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114559825635351695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114559825635351695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114559825635351695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114559825635351695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/2-more-weeks.html' title='2 more weeks....:('/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114554164757098069</id><published>2006-04-19T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T22:06:42.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Quest to Sup Tulang Kingdom!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WoooOohOoo~&lt;br /&gt;Went to eat sup tulang wif susu todae. haha...quite fun ah, n interesting coz this is the first time we are eating sup tulang alone, just the both of us. The earlier plan was to actually go out wif our dear lee kheng, but then suddenly we didnt haf the mood to go out so we decided to just posponed the our date top some other day. But then right after we hung up the phone, we felt bad n so we called up dearie lee kheng again n suggested to go for a dinner but by then, she didnt haf any mood to go out already n me n susu mysteriously developed this craving for sup tulang. Tried to persuade aisyah to come along but obviously we need to attend more lesson in persuading ppl before before doing so. So in the end, it was only me n susu!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the shop that's somewhere in Lavender, just opposite the Golden Mile or Golden Landmark, i dunno which one. It was the shop that syasya brought us to the other time. But one thing puzzled me. The last time i went there, all i can see were indian workers running the shop. But this time, there were more indonesian workers than the indians. Did they took over the business or their bussiness are growing very fast...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, it was kinda funny lah to see 2 beautiful, devine, gorgeous, bewitching girls digging in the sup tulang. The ppl there even thought that we didnt knoe how to eat it n so they handed us a straw each so that we could suck the slimy mushy thingy from the bone. Well, for ure info, we knoe how to suck. In fact we had a degree in sucking. So dun look down on us k. But anyway, thanks for the help. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dun drool on ure keyboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/in%20the%20taxi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In taxi, on the way to the Sup Tulang Kingdom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/lychee%20n%20bandung.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Readers, let me introduce u to Mr Lychee n Mrs Bandung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/sup%20tulang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SSSLLLUUURRRPPPPPP!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/scraps%20of%20sup%20tulang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The battle is now over. Susu n Azira: 1 Sup Tulang: 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I was so stuffed that by the time i reach home, for the whole nite i still feel bloated. I'm still up for another Sup Tulang quest so if any of u guys out there wants to join the club, u r most welcome to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Till we meet again for another.......THE QUEST TO SUP TULANG KINGDOM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*blows trumpet*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114554164757098069?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114554164757098069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114554164757098069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114554164757098069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114554164757098069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/quest-to-sup-tulang-kingdom.html' title='The Quest to Sup Tulang Kingdom!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114543340660200854</id><published>2006-04-19T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:01:07.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take The Lead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Went over to Ijal's place n yesterday n his room is like a mini gym. He gt skipping ropes, dumbells, a "stepper" kinda thingy which make u feel like climbing stairs, a "roller push-up" equipment, a nice matress for u to do sit ups on...n also the sister owns a u-zap. N so this morning, i finally haf no more excuses to give to get my ass burning some fats. I spent almost 45min on the stepper thingy n did more than 4000 "steps"...hey thats quite a HUGE, GIGANTIC, ENORMOUS achievement for me ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/untitled.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So anyway, after all those sweaty "experiment", we decided to award ouselves wif movie tickets for the achivements we made. We went to watch Take The Lead. Actually at first, we weren't to keen to watch that movie but because there were no other movie that's exciting enuf, we had to lay our cash on this one. And the show wasnt tat bad either. Story line was simple, it's a about a group of kids who were sent to detention and a dance teacher, played by Antonio Banderas(sami)..kekke love to do tat, who wants to make a difference out of these kids by teaching them ballroom dancing. But u should see the way all of them dance. It was breathtaking. Hahha..especially those who love hip hop n so on, I'll tell u, u couldnt stop tapping ure feet coz most of the time, u'll hear music playing. And by the time the movie is playing half, u couldnt resist the temptation to move ure whole body along. OUH yah, if u really do plan to catch it, the most exciting n breathtaking part is the "dance competition scence" which somewehere near the end of the movie. There's this girl wif the blue dress on (i forgot her name but i think it starts with the letter M), U SHOULD NEVER MISS THE PART HERE SHE DANCE. In fact if u do, u are the most SINFUL person in the whole world. I think she look ravishing in tat costume. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;The whole detention gang. Except for tat white girl in pink, she just join in coz she sucks at dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Sexayyyy...isnt it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Haha..lurve the bicycle part too. But wat the heck, u wouldnt understand me also, so go n catch the movie k!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Unfortunately, i could get any pictures of the "M" girl dancing during the competition, so too bad, u haf to witness it ureself. N i tink the skool's principal is the lady who plays in the Desperate Housewife as the mother of the psychotic child. i cant remember the name either...hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;OK...then we went to Clementi to get Ijal's mother's sup kambing n look wat i found along the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/snail.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;A NEW FOUND FREN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;So poor thing...he was all alone in the rain...looking for his family probably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Bought some buns from the bakery shop n they really cheat my money. Look at this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/bun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Tempting isnt it?? But when u tear it apart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/half%20filled%20bun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;It's as good as EMPTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;huh!! wasted my 80 cents on a blown up bun. Instead of Chicken bun, they should just call it "bun with a teaspoon of chicken filling". HUH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114543340660200854?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114543340660200854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114543340660200854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114543340660200854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114543340660200854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/take-lead.html' title='Take The Lead'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114507841173389909</id><published>2006-04-15T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T13:23:27.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just crapping to make myself feel better</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sometimes i really wonder, if something happen to me, will they even care?? Will they even bother to visit me?? Will they even bother to ask how am i doing?? Lately, i've been feeling that same kind of feeling i felt a month ago. Lonely, ostracized, outcast, unwanted, despicable. I thought i was all done wif the "trying to get use" n "accepting the fact" that i am now finally alone n far away from them. They haf detached me(not officially) from being part of the family. Maybe it's not they....it's just she. How could 1 person make such a great impact on u? I've lost count of how many months we haf been avoiding each other, but i'm sure it's more then 4. I hate this feeling inside of me. Why am i bothered so much by it?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It really is easy for ppl to say be patient, dun care abt them, just be strong n soon it will be over. but let me tell u, it really is difficult when u are the one facing it. Just imagine this, everytime u are the last one to knoe abt any family function n how u get to knoe it is also by chance. U are not invited on the dining table whenever they are having a meal. U've done quite a no. of accomplishment but they see it as one of ure evil schemes. And the worst of all, u see ure brothers making the same mistakes as u but they bounce rite back into the "family" while u still remain outside in the storm. Yah..i'm not lying when i say sometimes i just wish to get away frm here, whichever path i had to take. But i knoe it's all wrong, i knoe that it will not solve the problem actually. So here i am, still, surrender-ing myself to all kinds of "torture", holding my hands out begging for a drop of love n fairness n ure jugdement. But no, u are as blind as before n i am as stupid n fool as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I had a dream last nite. I was married to u-knoe-who n we build a 2-storey house by the seashore. He had his dream car n i had my wish: peace n sanctity. Of course there's cats all over the house. U're reading a ladycat's dream..hello?? *knock knock* But anyway, wat i'm trying to say here is tat, wat i dreamt of last nite was exactly wat i've been wanting. But wat actually made me to dream of that?? Was it because i'm tired of living in this house, or was it because i haf this urge to marry him as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Well, my "soon as possible" isnt gng to be as soon as possible. Coz by reality check, i still haf lots of things to settle off first other then settling down. Yah, i'm 19, n i'm talking abt marrying someone. Amusing?? maybe to u. But i feel more secured wif my future in his hands now. I just cant wait to b the mother of his child. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114507841173389909?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114507841173389909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114507841173389909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114507841173389909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114507841173389909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-crapping-to-make-myself-feel.html' title='just crapping to make myself feel better'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15537923.post-114501035783694672</id><published>2006-04-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T19:16:55.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oUuhhh my baby!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Got back my baby!! muah muah muah....miss my baby so much. Followed Ais to get her voucher before feeding our empty stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then...in the midst of eating...aisyah decided to kiss me with her oily-crispy flavoured-crumbs lips. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/me%20n%20ais%20035.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;OK..tats a lie. And those are our scraps. *burp*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/me%20n%20ais%20036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;There was this very hip jacket from Samuel n Kevin that ais tried on. Wanted to get it but i didnt haf any bottom to go wif it n anyway, i think i've splurged enuf for this month. Took a picture of her wif the jacket but it turned out quite dark, so i guess there's no point me posting the picture here coz probably all u're gng to see is a bodyless-head smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;OUh, then we went to Best Denki Superstore n almost broke the record of having commenting on every single piece of item in that store. hehe...was fun though. We didnt step into the fridge n washing machine side coz we thought tat it would be too auntie-ish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;AaaaAaaAaaaAfter that i had to go n meet my sayang at outram. I hope Ais's offer to play game at her house is still on. My fingers are itching to get hold of those guns. SUSU!! if ure's reading this, get ureself ready for another girls-gone-wild episode. Zizie also!! We're gng to trash Ais's place down. keke...if thats ok wif ure mom..??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Last but not least..i love my new shoes.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/320/me%20n%20ais%20030.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15537923-114501035783694672?l=odiumzee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/feeds/114501035783694672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15537923&amp;postID=114501035783694672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114501035783694672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15537923/posts/default/114501035783694672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://odiumzee.blogspot.com/2006/04/ouuhhh-my-baby.html' title='oUuhhh my baby!!'/><author><name>miao</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10851041925123180402</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/490/1442/1600/16-04-06_2136.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
