<?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-10638550</id><updated>2012-01-01T00:15:24.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enter -The- Matrix</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>377</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-1789191902681672255</id><published>2011-12-31T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:15:24.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 2011, Hello 2012~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye 2011!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 minutes to 2012! Gosh. The year flies really fast, huh? 2011 has been a rollercoaster ride for me. Lots of ups and lots of downs. Whatever it is, 2012 is fast approaching. I guess it's time to start anew! A new beginning, a new chapter... A new story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 2011~ &lt;b&gt;HELLO 2012!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and update my blog regularly. Yes, I know I've been saying this for a while now. Please pardon me as I've been quite busy in the last 2 months or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, have a great year everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-1789191902681672255?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/1789191902681672255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=1789191902681672255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1789191902681672255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1789191902681672255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2011/12/goodbye-2011-hello-2012.html' title='Goodbye 2011, Hello 2012~'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-1498469597375712420</id><published>2011-09-22T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:46:03.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLOOOOOOOOO</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last updated my blog. Gosh. I will try to update my blog frequently these days. The last time I updated was probably 6 months ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's good to be &lt;i&gt;back (back - updating my blog that is)&lt;/i&gt;. I'm having my holidays now. Can't believe I am in my final year in Polytechnic now. I will start my internship next semester which is like a month from now. Gosh. Time flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of next month, that reminds me in about 2 weeks or less I will be turning a year older! Yay or nay? Hmm... Now, this reminds me of how long I have this blog! If I remember correctly I have this blog since 2005! 6 years! YES, 6 YEARS!!! Wow. I guess that's 6 wonderful memories then! &lt;i&gt;Oh, 6 is also my favourite number!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new blog skin. I have this for like a year or slightly more than a year. Time for a change! I also realise that it doesn't look good on the Chrome browser. Well, when I designed this, it was meant for Internet Explorer actually &lt;i&gt;(well, that's because I tested it on it and was my preferred browser then)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off now. Will try and update more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-1498469597375712420?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/1498469597375712420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=1498469597375712420&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1498469597375712420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1498469597375712420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2011/09/hellooooooooo.html' title='HELLOOOOOOOOO'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6926063820319308129</id><published>2011-03-27T21:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T22:10:18.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Footie Fans!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="4" face="tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey you female football fans or simply love ogling on footballers - Check out &lt;a href="http://ti-amo-calcio.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;this site&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6926063820319308129?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6926063820319308129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6926063820319308129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6926063820319308129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6926063820319308129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2011/03/hey-footie-fans.html' title='Hey Footie Fans!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7078040834895451253</id><published>2011-03-27T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:29:25.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Word Can Describe How One Feel</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes no words can express the way you feel. The things that you keep to yourself, the pain that you feel - Only you know how it feels. The agony, the heartache... No words can describe those feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7078040834895451253?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7078040834895451253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7078040834895451253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7078040834895451253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7078040834895451253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-word-can-describe-how-one-feel.html' title='No Word Can Describe How One Feel'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-823593514284244250</id><published>2011-03-27T20:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T21:38:24.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oops!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tahoma" color="white"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops! Hey all! Sorry I haven't been updating my blog. I have been quite busy from time to time but I will still try and update! I can't promise that I will definitely update but I WILL TRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be really busy when school starts on the 18th of April. I got FINAL YEAR PROJECT to do! Boohoo. Well, it's my final year. Times flies, eh? Alright, take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-823593514284244250?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/823593514284244250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=823593514284244250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/823593514284244250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/823593514284244250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2011/03/oops.html' title='Oops!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-8427944661701812795</id><published>2010-12-25T18:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T20:29:22.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WISHING ALL THAT CELEBRATES CHRISTMAS - MERRY CHRISTMAS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last update my blog. It's really getting really really dusty. Yes, I know. I'm trying to make it a habit again to blog. I used to be really diligent when it comes to blogging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me. It's been a busy year I'd say. This year has been pretty good so far. I wouldn't say that bad. Last year it wasn't really a great year. I hope next year will be a great year! Better than this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, how is everyone doing? I hope you people are doing great. 2011 is just around the corner. Soooooooo... Do you have a list of New Year resolutions yet? How's this year's resolutions? Did you manage to fuifil them all? I don't think I fuifil all. Darn. Hmm? But I guess I did almost all except for a few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo... My New Year's resolution 'list' is not going to be a lengthty one. I'll probably just list down 10 only! Minimum of 5, perhaps? I do hope that I can fuifil it all in 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies and I can't believe I'm going to say this again - Soon it'll be a new year! And we all grow older by a year. I'm going to be 21 next October! It seems like yesterday when I look back at all those memories. I keep those memories close to my heart. It means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people think I'm those cheerful type of person. Always happy,so it's hard for people to take me serious. It really is frustrating. So in 2011, I do hope people get to see another side of me. Yes, I really want people to see the other side of me. I can be cheerful but I can also be serious too. Though I choose not to be too serious but I can be if it is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So........ In 2011, I want people to see the serious side of me. Well, I hope they see that side! My best friend knows me best. So much for being that cheerful type of person, I can also be serious too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to thank my best friend for being a good friend to me. I appreciate our 3 years of friendship. Soon it'll be 4! Thank you for everything! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone make full use of their remaining 2010! :D I wish you all good health and wealth. May your 2011 be a good one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~ xoxo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-8427944661701812795?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/8427944661701812795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=8427944661701812795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8427944661701812795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8427944661701812795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5167173850133463271</id><published>2010-10-16T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T23:43:04.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WILL UPDATE BLOG SOON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="tahoma"&gt;I WILL UPDATE MY BLOG SOON! I will! Soon. :D Perhaps this weekend. Take care everyone!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5167173850133463271?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5167173850133463271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5167173850133463271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5167173850133463271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5167173850133463271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/10/will-update-blog-soon.html' title='WILL UPDATE BLOG SOON!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-2474290020694320753</id><published>2010-08-21T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T04:57:48.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted to Edward Maya's songs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm simply addicted to Edward Maya's songs! Arghhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p-Z3YrHJ1sU"&gt;Stereo Love (featuring Vika Jigulina)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EVE9YrHxt8&amp;feature=related"&gt;This Is My Life (featuring Vika Jigulina)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about you but I think it's cool. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edward_Maya"&gt;Edward Maya&lt;/a&gt; - Romanian musician, producer, performer and composer. He's 24 this year (29 June 1986). Type of music he plays - Trance (Progressive Trance, Vocal Trance).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because you don't listen to trance doesn't mean you should just write him off. You should check it out and well, if you really don't like then ok but like they say "If you never try, you never know".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so hooked to it. Oh my. I might change my ringtone to "Stereo Love"! My current ringtone is "Sogni Risplendono" - Linea 77 featuring TIZIANO FERRO. If not, I might just make "Stereo Love" as my alarm tune! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of addiction - Besides twitter of course. I am kind of obesessed with Javier Hernandez (Chicharito - &lt;i&gt;which actually means "Little Pea"&lt;/i&gt; lately). Oh my. I don't know why but he's such a cutie. He's really cute and he seems to be a nice guy. He's quite humble too. Aww... &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. Enough ADDICTION already. Went out with mum and guess what? I was quite mad at this bus driver. HE ACTUALLY IGNORED PEOPLE FLAGGING THE BUS! BLIND? Nah. He obviously pretended NOT TO SEE IT. Come on, it was drizzling heavily and I know there are people who don't mind getting wet just to board the bus (in other words &lt;i&gt;kiasu&lt;/i&gt; but hey, PLEASE BE CONSIDERATE. Not everyone is &lt;i&gt;kiasu&lt;/i&gt;. Geez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me tell you what happened. So as you see, there was this bus that was like in front of THE BUS that my mum and I were waiting for. We were waiting for the first bus to drive off so that we could the board the bus that was behind it BUT INSTEAD THAT DUMB DRIVER ignored us! Well, not only us but there was this lady who was also flagging it but the driver just couldn't give a damn about us. What the ...! Pfft! I was really mad. Thankfully I was fasting! I told myself to remain calm but I was actually really mad! I could have explode! (Thankfully I did not :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boooooooo! FOOL! It is very obvious he pretended to not see us because he turned his head to his right and didn't even want to look at the bus stop at all! That's a shit driver I'm telling you. Oh well... It already happened but then again, it is kind of frustrating. Who wouldn't get mad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr! Oh well... Hmm? I will be waiting for Fiqah to scan the pictures! Oh. I mean the neoprints we took with Naqiah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Fiqah! Thanks for paying 95% of it and also to help scan it. I appreciate it very much. Oh! Another thing. Stop tempting me! HAHAHA! Yes, stop tempting me with food! You really tempt me with that chicken bacon cabonara! Darn. Hmm? Oh yes, I also managed to tempt her with the pie. HOWEVER, she tempt me again with &lt;i&gt;eighteen chefs!&lt;/i&gt; Grr! HAHA! Ok, I will be looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright people that's all for now. I'm off!&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~ (Hmm? The game between Bayern Munich and Wolfsburg seems kind of exciting!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-2474290020694320753?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/2474290020694320753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=2474290020694320753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2474290020694320753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2474290020694320753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/08/addicted-to-edward-mayas-songs.html' title='Addicted to Edward Maya&apos;s songs!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5691281124917167812</id><published>2010-08-21T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T02:47:09.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bundesliga is back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bundesliga is back! Bayern Munich versus Wolfsburg now. Live on Starhub Cable TV (Channel 222)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch Bundesliga that very often but the Bundesliga and the Spanish La Liga is the only thing available on Starhub Cable TV so I guess I'll perhaps try and watch it more often? Boo! Singtel got the rights for the PREMIER LEAGUE! Grr! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so here is the team news for &lt;b&gt;Bayern:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butt,&lt;br&gt;Badstuber, Contento, Lahm (cutie captain Lahmy!), Van Buyten,&lt;br&gt; Schweinsteiger, van Bommel,&lt;br&gt;Ribery, Kroos, Muller,&lt;br&gt;Klose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Gomez is on the bench&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;For Wolfsburg:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benaglio &amp;hearts; (He caught my eye in the Euro 2008),&lt;br&gt; Brazagli (Andrea Barzagli! :D I posted his picture in my previous entry before - No long hair, now back to his short hair), Kjaer, Pekarik, Schafer,&lt;br&gt; Josue, Riether, Ziani, Cicero, EDIN DZEKO (captain Dzeko), Mandzukic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grafite is on the bench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the game everyone! :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5691281124917167812?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5691281124917167812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5691281124917167812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5691281124917167812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5691281124917167812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/08/bundesliga-is-back.html' title='Bundesliga is back!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5433504398739207048</id><published>2010-08-20T03:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T01:16:04.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK! Sorry for not updating</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!&lt;/b&gt; My my my. It's been nearly 3 months since I last update my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry as for the past few months I have been busy or I don't really have the time to really blog. Well, I'm updating it now! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been a tweet addict. Oh my... Well, to those who have twitter follow me @ashleykid *grins* Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a lot of things in mind lately and at times I feel quite frustrated at some things but where should I begin? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's not that easy to find a really true best pal. I am fortunate to have at least a best pal. I don't need a lot of friends. I prefer having a few true friends to a lot of friends but not someone who you are close with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have bad temper at times and I can be talkative. However, I can also be a good listener and as a human I can also shut up if there's a need to. What I don't understand is people tend to judge people quickly. I am not a saint but come on, I'm human and I have feelings. You have feelings too because you're human so why are you quick to judge people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so at times I am also perhaps quick to judge people but as I slowly learn or find out I feel bad. However, these days I try not to judge people quickly. I'm trying hard to understand people actually but there are times where I just don't understand why a person does a certain thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People love to say "It's my mouth, I have the rights to say anything". Sure it's your mouth and you have the rights to make comments. However, have you ever think IF you were in that situation, how would you feel? Well, if one thinks that way about their mouth, what do you think are the chances of them reflecting about it? ZERO. It makes me sad to be honest. As I have mentioned, I am not a saint but I am trying hard to try and understand things. I know it's not easy but I am trying my best to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another word for it - "Considerate". Speaking of it, I feel I have been quite considerate for my past 19 years and 10 months old to the extend I feel sometimes I should be selfish. I feel that I am not being treated fairly at times and probably people are blind to see that I have been quite considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;It annoys me&lt;/u&gt; when one says I AM SELFISH and stuff like that. To those people who say that - Well, I guess I should not bother about what you say. Yeah, say what you want. Call me arrogant or whatever you want. You are not in my position and YOU DON'T KNOW HOW I FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not asking for anything. All I'm asking for is at least appreciate me and acknowledge it. That's the thing with people. People take things for granted and that's really sad. As I grow older, I treasure things dearly. Ok, perhaps there are times where I do take things for granted but when I reflect back, I feel very bad. I feel guilty and that's where I kept reminding myself - Cherish the things you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that annoys me is I don't understand why do I have to meet jerks along the way. Annoying jerks that annoys me. The ones that would bug you like crazy and scare you. Why do I say that? Well, those type of people are the type that would keep messaging you be it by text message, instant messaging or on the social networking site (such as Facebook for example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this is a test by the almighty one above. I just wonder how long more can I stay strong. Sometimes I wonder why do the things that I HATE are the things that come to me. I remember there was once my dad said this to me "The more you hate, the more you will meet/experience". Err? Something like that he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. That quote makes me wonder again. I just want peace. I don't want such idiotic jerks. You can't be like running away (in other words avoiding them) all the time right? I have been putting up with all these stupid nonsense for the past 4 to 5 years (yes, since those days in Secondary).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To think about it... Perhaps that's why I don't trust people too easily (guys especially). Well, I am not saying all guys are bad. I do acknowledge that there are some guys who are nice but why do I just have to meet those annoying people? Boohoo! It's unfair. Oh why, oh why!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's the reason why I am quite cautious in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of being cautious, perhaps that kind of hinders my so-called "love life". Oh god. It's really like non-existent. How should I put it? Hmm? Basically, it's like this... Whenever I like someone, that person doesn't feel the same way. The person that I DON'T LIKE, likes me. Seems like I'm somewhat 'luckless'. Then again, it's not like the end of the world. I still believe I could find the right person in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if I'm like eyeing and drooling and such? I don't know why but it seems I haven't really found the one I suppose? The last time I really really DO like someone was like four years ago and I like that person for a long time actually. DESPITE me having litte crushes on a few other people but actually, deep in my heart I like that only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... That's the past. Let's not talk about it. I've moved on and it's been years. When one says or asking me to go and find a date I just wonder - Who? You see... I probably just have some infatuations for some people but it's not the same feeling that I used to have for a person. Err? Get what I mean? Ok, I mean - I just have infatuations but I am not sure if I really do like the person because I just don't feel the kind of feeling that I should feel (have?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I don't see a NEED TO RUSH TO FIND A DATE. Cut it out. Frankly, it's annoying. Sure it's a harmless thing but I really don't need people to like keep BUGGING me to go on a date and such. PLEASE RESPECT MY DECISION and &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; FORCE ME. You are just pressurising me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that's why I feel that sometimes it doesn't pay to be nice. Just because I seem to be a nice person doesn't mean you can step on my head. You have not seen the other side of me. I don't want to show that side because if I do, it won't be nice. Come on, is respect a difficult thing to do? I am not asking for money or anything like that. So why would that even be a difficult thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk. Hey, that's life. Arghhhhh! Got to live with it. *roll eyes* Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough of it already. Moving on now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha! I mentioned about twitter earlier in this post. Guess what? I guess I'm a tweet addict now. A year ago when I first created it (to see what's all the huha about), I think it's kind of silly. Who knew I would turn to be an addict recently? Oh my. I have been tweeting via text message actually but lately, I have been quite active ONLINE. Yes, logging in to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; and actually surf around and tweet. I prefer using TweetDeck actually but it's only on my laptop. If I'm using my dad's laptop (the laptop that I use for school, I don't have it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The power of twitter. I hope I don't get brainwashed! LOL. Tweet tweet! Tweet-weet-beep-beep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall end here for today. I will try and blog again tomorrow or should I say later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now,&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5433504398739207048?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5433504398739207048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5433504398739207048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5433504398739207048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5433504398739207048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/08/back-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title='BACK! Sorry for not updating'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7545684778306842830</id><published>2010-05-31T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T13:13:28.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buonsera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buon sera! (Good afternoon)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been a while since I last update my blog. The last entry was on Mothers' Day. That's about 3 weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been quite busy and guess what? My laptop is down! Grr! Boohoo. I'm using my dad's laptop for now until I get back my laptop. WHAT A TIME FOR IT TO BE DOWN! Grr! All my data are inside my laptop. Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully no MAJOR ASSIGNMENT file or anything like that is inside my laptop or else I think I would die! Hmm? However, I still have to install those programs in this laptop and I even had to redo my Entity Relationship Diagram (ERD) for my assignment. Well, I did it last night but perhaps it might not be as "perfect" as my first one that I did (that's in my laptop).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, it sucks. Boohoo. I love my laptop BUT I don't like the weight. My dad's laptop is kind of cool. It's kind of sleek and lightweight (compared to mine) and it's quite solid. However, I DISLIKE the keyboard (it kind of reminds me of Sony Vaio) and it has only 2 USB port. Boohoo. I'm still trying to get used to the laptop and also it's running on Windows 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, yes... I know. It seems like I'm a 'turtle' as most people are already using Windows 7 (my laptop is still running Windows Vista). Hmm? Well, the reason why I don't want to upgrade is... Well, I have a few reasons but that DOES NOT MEAN that I DO NOT WANT TO UPGRADE. I will eventually but not at the moment (got to backup and all). Perhaps I will during the Youth Olympic Games (YOG) break - That's like in August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like this laptop seem to last longer than mine. Mine only last about an hour or slightly more but less than one and a half hours for sure. As I type this, it has been half an hour to 35 minutes I've been using the laptop. I do hope it last longer than mine. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this laptop has 3 USB port and the right-sided USB port is the same as my laptop, I would consider swapping to this laptop (even though I do not like the keyboard and it's processor speed is slightly slower than mine). Oh well, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Mid-Semester Test (MST) is just around the corner and it's like next week! Ok, I only have 1 module that will have this MST. The rest are all assignments.  I really need to start revising. Well, after MST I will be having a 2 week break. Boohoo. On the other hand, I would be getting a DSLR camera then (hopefully; well? more likely) and also a new mobile phone (hopefully Samsung Galaxy Spica) somewhere near the last week of June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some stuff in my mind but I have to end here for now as my lesson is about to start. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7545684778306842830?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7545684778306842830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7545684778306842830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7545684778306842830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7545684778306842830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/05/buonsera.html' title='Buonsera!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-2920768742954268581</id><published>2010-05-09T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T16:19:37.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy - HELLO YEAR 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to blog for the past month or so but I haven't had the time to do so. My my my. I can't believe that I'm in Year 2 now. Gosh! Time flies! That also means that I'll have more assignments. Boohoo. Oh well, that's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to wish all mothers - HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't promise but I'll try and update my blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out all!~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-2920768742954268581?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/2920768742954268581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=2920768742954268581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2920768742954268581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2920768742954268581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-hello-year-2.html' title='Busy - HELLO YEAR 2'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7730692917999024552</id><published>2010-03-03T08:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T09:24:30.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO! 1st entry for March</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Buongiorno!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(Italian of - "Good Morning!")&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last updated my blog! Wow wow wow. Gosh. Sorry that I've not been updating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Math paper is over and I think... I think I can somehow just pass this paper. I am depending on Section A a lot! I think I will be able to score high for Section A but for Section B? I know I'm going to fail it but I do hope to at least gather about (at least!) 10 marks from Section B. I think I might get at least a 40 for Section A. *cross finger*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Let's not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on now... Hmm? It really feels great to have that off my mind. Before that while I was having like a week and a half or so of break (mostly meant for studying), I don't feel peaceful. Doesn't sound right, eh? Well... I kept thinking about the Math paper and I kept telling myself that I have to pass it this time. More like a DO OR DIE. Err? Well, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blogskin will be up soon. Yes, have been saying that for like errrrrr? Hmm? Ok, I can't remember for how long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... I'm thinking what to do. It does feels great I have to say, now that "IT" has been taken off from my mind. *sticks a tongue out* Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have more time to do things that I want to do and it's the time to do so! Take advantage of it! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De-stress my poor soul. Yes, before that I feel stressed out and I feel kind of washed out. Hmm? Well, that's how I feel. It's like when I think of school I'll go "urghhhh!" and then roll my eyes. Hmm, you get what I mean. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm intending to watch more good reality shows or some TV series. One show that I really would like to watch for quite a long time is "Chuck". I kind of watched a few episodes on AXN before but you know, it's better to watch it right from the beginning. (I did not watch season 1!) So uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh... You know, I feel good typing this entry as I haven't been updating my blog. Umm? My last entry was like in January. Wow. It's quite close to two months! Gosh... Time flies and this blog has got like spider-webs and all. HAHA! (Hey, no more! Once I hit the "Publish Now" button, all of those will be gone! *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Seems like I'm feel a little playful today. HAHA. *angelangelangel* Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some photos for your viewing pleasure. These photos are like taken a month ago. An evening together with my Year 1 classmates. (Taken on 10th of February)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rQREsXBI/AAAAAAAABIo/ATGmeuUPnnQ/s1600-h/DPP_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rQREsXBI/AAAAAAAABIo/ATGmeuUPnnQ/s320/DPP_0094.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444195820510141458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rP3C5InI/AAAAAAAABIg/IIe4OYYOnYo/s1600-h/DPP_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rP3C5InI/AAAAAAAABIg/IIe4OYYOnYo/s320/DPP_0021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444195813523268210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rPiblQfI/AAAAAAAABIY/u7mw2Qx4wq8/s1600-h/DSC00699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rPiblQfI/AAAAAAAABIY/u7mw2Qx4wq8/s320/DSC00699.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444195807989678578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rPLdDXhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/3FzPO9Qo1nY/s1600-h/DPP_0006(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rPLdDXhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/3FzPO9Qo1nY/s320/DPP_0006(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444195801821830674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rOhiPyuI/AAAAAAAABII/EpZX0fKBZJw/s1600-h/DPP_0005_cropped(2)2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rOhiPyuI/AAAAAAAABII/EpZX0fKBZJw/s320/DPP_0005_cropped(2)2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444195790569327330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? And also some eye-candy. Eye-candy that caught my attention or... Just renewing my 'love-interest' in them. (Girls only! Hmm? Ok, guys can admire them too. *grins* ENJOY~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wrEnbJ8I/AAAAAAAABJQ/XnkHf433e5k/s1600-h/Toni_Kroos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wrEnbJ8I/AAAAAAAABJQ/XnkHf433e5k/s320/Toni_Kroos2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444201778580760514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He caught my eye at the weekend. I've watched him a number of times before when he's playing for Bayer Leverkusen but at the weekend, I don't know why but got attracted to him. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqs1fq7I/AAAAAAAABJI/I0mRJnl9rtU/s1600-h/YoannGourcuff29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqs1fq7I/AAAAAAAABJI/I0mRJnl9rtU/s320/YoannGourcuff29.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444201772197325746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqXs6Q1I/AAAAAAAABJA/qGQrKxqLUE4/s1600-h/YoannGourcuff10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqXs6Q1I/AAAAAAAABJA/qGQrKxqLUE4/s320/YoannGourcuff10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444201766524175186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Yoann Gourcuff (: MY FAVOURITE HUNK &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqIPhN3I/AAAAAAAABI4/4XgrkuPo6oA/s1600-h/AndreaBarzagli7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42wqIPhN3I/AAAAAAAABI4/4XgrkuPo6oA/s320/AndreaBarzagli7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444201762374367090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love it when his hair is short *grins*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421ft5LqgI/AAAAAAAABJY/aMLnkF2yzcQ/s1600-h/AndreaBarzagli3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421ft5LqgI/AAAAAAAABJY/aMLnkF2yzcQ/s320/AndreaBarzagli3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444207081060805122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gwsf18I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JrHm0FWz9EE/s1600-h/MatteoBrighi_mag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gwsf18I/AAAAAAAABJ4/JrHm0FWz9EE/s320/MatteoBrighi_mag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444207098992777154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gi4H4VI/AAAAAAAABJw/L1kmIHUg3AQ/s1600-h/Matteo_Brighi4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gi4H4VI/AAAAAAAABJw/L1kmIHUg3AQ/s320/Matteo_Brighi4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444207095283442002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;I like his smile&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gbv_dfI/AAAAAAAABJo/CHSFWOg72Ig/s1600-h/IbrahimAfellay11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421gbv_dfI/AAAAAAAABJo/CHSFWOg72Ig/s320/IbrahimAfellay11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444207093370287602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421f677raI/AAAAAAAABJg/foDr5gLJNCM/s1600-h/IbrahimAfellay8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 218px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S421f677raI/AAAAAAAABJg/foDr5gLJNCM/s320/IbrahimAfellay8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444207084562001314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cutie Ibrahim Afellay (: Ain't he cute? &amp;hearts;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S425vW-lisI/AAAAAAAABKI/3ITj2JgfERU/s1600-h/Jason_Kennedy3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S425vW-lisI/AAAAAAAABKI/3ITj2JgfERU/s320/Jason_Kennedy3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211747833875138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S425u6eWSjI/AAAAAAAABKA/XYnJ6ow7Ado/s1600-h/Jason_Kennedy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S425u6eWSjI/AAAAAAAABKA/XYnJ6ow7Ado/s320/Jason_Kennedy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444211740182465074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jason Kennedy blew me away with his charm - Just by talking/hosting. HAHA. Hmm... Everything? Well, I must say he's a charming guy. *grins* &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, will update soon! Hmm? Ok, I'll try and update as much as possible since I do have free time now! As for now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7730692917999024552?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7730692917999024552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7730692917999024552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7730692917999024552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7730692917999024552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/03/hello-1st-entry-for-march.html' title='HELLO! 1st entry for March'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S42rQREsXBI/AAAAAAAABIo/ATGmeuUPnnQ/s72-c/DPP_0094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-3227370712503268502</id><published>2010-01-18T21:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T04:10:55.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO 2010!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO 2010! GOODBYE 2009!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will (in fact, I AM really busy) be really busy so I won't be updating often. (Pardon me!) Will upload the new blogskin once I'm not so busy with stuff. Anyway... Let me just summarise how 2010 has been so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 1st January - HAPPY 2010! New Years' Day&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 2nd January - Had a Primary School reunion with my Primary 6 classmates - It was fun even though a handful turned up for it. Had dinner and movie (Sherlock Holmes). Ahhhhh... Jude Law &amp;hearts;. Hmm? But I have to say Robert Downey Junior was great too. It's like he's my favourite actor now. Anyway, I find the movie quite interesting. In a way, it somewhat reminds me of "The Illusionist" (Edward Norton, Jessica Biel)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 3rd January - Brother went to collect his scholarship award (His 3rd time), upclose with Mr Teo Chee Hean again.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 4th January - Back to school! Boohoo. It sucks! STRESS / Eyecandy? Perhaps? *secretlynottelling*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 6th January - HAPPY BIRTHDAY MUM! (: // Brother goes for school camp at Batam/Meet up with Adeline at 11.30pm to collect video files&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 7th January - Video presentation - Assignment 1&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 8th January - Yawns! FRIDAY - Woohoo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 11th January - Hmm? I guess there's quite a number of eyecandy that day but also a little disappointment. Oh, something happened on my way to school. I didn't feel too good. Boohoo. Thankfully I was ok.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 12th January - I.D.E.A.S assignment 2 presentation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 13th January - Overslept; Woke up at 10.30AM. If I were to go to school, lesson would be over. What's the point then?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 14th January - Video Assignment 2 Pitching&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 15th January - Overslept, woke up at 9.30AM (My lesson is from 8.30 to 11AM). Oh dear. 2nd time in the week. Boohoo. Went to school to meet my classmate for our group sketches for my Digital Visual Design (DVDE) assignment 4.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 18th January - TODAY&lt;br&gt;Hmm? Nothing much. Lesson starts at 8AM. Hmm? Ok, my GEMS (General Elective Module; Know Your Temperament Blends). I was about 20 to 30 minutes late. I reached class and the lesson just about to start. My lecturer just started actually. Just about.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I FEEL SO SLEEPY THE WHOLE DAY TODAY. From 1pm onwards. Yawns! *sigh* Assignments and lots of assignments. In about 2 and a half weeks time to 2 weeks I have to submit 'em all! Grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... That's life. That's how things are. Boohoo. On top of all those assignments, I still have to study for Math and this time I have to pass/clear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Here are some viewing pleasure for you peeps. (Some long awaited/overdue pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxxpsHaWI/AAAAAAAABGY/ByjhhXxTAmE/s1600-h/DSC00435_RSDA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxxpsHaWI/AAAAAAAABGY/ByjhhXxTAmE/s320/DSC00435_RSDA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428158917450885474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1Sxwj0lqhI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Ka2aZmpdpE4/s1600-h/Shumin_Diane2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1Sxwj0lqhI/AAAAAAAABGQ/Ka2aZmpdpE4/s320/Shumin_Diane2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428158898695940626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxwVjrmZI/AAAAAAAABGI/8rFLDUdwlNg/s1600-h/DSC00430_DR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxwVjrmZI/AAAAAAAABGI/8rFLDUdwlNg/s320/DSC00430_DR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428158894866930066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1Sxv-N5RJI/AAAAAAAABGA/BNqAjlaZcxQ/s1600-h/DSC00421_AD-colouredeyes(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1Sxv-N5RJI/AAAAAAAABGA/BNqAjlaZcxQ/s320/DSC00421_AD-colouredeyes(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428158888601535634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxvZUa1QI/AAAAAAAABF4/zZwsDq2GX6A/s1600-h/DSC00422_Zirca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxvZUa1QI/AAAAAAAABF4/zZwsDq2GX6A/s320/DSC00422_Zirca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428158878696789250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTEEN Queen of Queens - ZIRCA (This was after my mid-sem test paper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S41ucQPZI/AAAAAAAABGw/pBQwPndpNgE/s1600-h/DSC00620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S41ucQPZI/AAAAAAAABGw/pBQwPndpNgE/s320/DSC00620.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428166684027403666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S41ZG-JXI/AAAAAAAABGo/hflAHbxONcg/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S41ZG-JXI/AAAAAAAABGo/hflAHbxONcg/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428166678300992882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S40y8xHBI/AAAAAAAABGg/KCu87UC4tI8/s1600-h/DSC00618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1S40y8xHBI/AAAAAAAABGg/KCu87UC4tI8/s320/DSC00618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428166668057648146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the goodie bag - The goodies. Quite attractive huh? A box of hairdye (I do like the colour and I dyed my hair with it - Woo... I saved $19.90. Hmm? If I'm not wrong it cost $19.90) and a full-sized Mascara! Guess what? It's Maybelline! My favourite Mascara brand. That mascara cost $17.90 if I remember correctly. I'm loving it. I'm still a fan of their Hypercurl VolumExpress still... And now, I'm beginning to like this too (Unstoppable Curly Extension).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SCztm18BI/AAAAAAAABFY/c7n7qFSym3g/s1600-h/Picture0950.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SCztm18BI/AAAAAAAABFY/c7n7qFSym3g/s320/Picture0950.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428107275815743506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Before I cut my long hair - Used my Corioliss hair straightener (Sadly it's very costly)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SC0s1pHpI/AAAAAAAABFw/LgBwjk0s_Lk/s1600-h/Picture1000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SC0s1pHpI/AAAAAAAABFw/LgBwjk0s_Lk/s320/Picture1000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428107292789251730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Day after - Goodbye long hair!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SC0Ew7BuI/AAAAAAAABFo/EhXjwlVehsc/s1600-h/Mahmud_D_Gem_WH.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SC0Ew7BuI/AAAAAAAABFo/EhXjwlVehsc/s320/Mahmud_D_Gem_WH.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428107282032035554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SCz8-3EzI/AAAAAAAABFg/3Wlv-w5l8Bg/s1600-h/D_Dar_M_WH_Gem_PM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SCz8-3EzI/AAAAAAAABFg/3Wlv-w5l8Bg/s320/D_Dar_M_WH_Gem_PM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428107279943013170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Primary 6 Class Reunion&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// I saw you looking and you turned back. Don't leave me hanging here as I wonder what's in your mind.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Having said that, I don't need a man to make myself feel good. I mean... I am not desperate to be with someone. I prefer to wait for the right moment and I'm not someone who gets into a relationship just for the sake of it. It's just not me. I feel it should be a mutual thing.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// Come on girls! Girl power! Where's that independent woman in you? (: Fight for your rights, fight for what you think is right. Don't let others take advantage of you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now,&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br&gt;xoxo (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-3227370712503268502?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/3227370712503268502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=3227370712503268502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/3227370712503268502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/3227370712503268502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2010/01/hello-2010.html' title='HELLO 2010!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/S1SxxpsHaWI/AAAAAAAABGY/ByjhhXxTAmE/s72-c/DSC00435_RSDA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-4816950099830961075</id><published>2009-12-31T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:55:35.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOODBYE 2009!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe in about half an hour time (or less!) it'll be 2010. Gosh, time really flies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to welcome the new year, I'm working on a new blogskin and I'm hoping that I can finish it soon. Once I'm done, it'll be up! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I should be sad or happy that it'll be 2010. 2009 hasn't been a really really great year for me but there are some plus points too. I still think that 2008 is way better than 2009 but you know, that's in the past and I can't do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess you'll just have to open your arms and welcome 2010 then. I WISH EVERYONE HAPPY 2010! MAY IT BE A GOOD YEAR FOR EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-4816950099830961075?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/4816950099830961075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=4816950099830961075&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4816950099830961075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4816950099830961075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/12/goodbye-2009.html' title='GOODBYE 2009'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-1259408222869658969</id><published>2009-12-08T21:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:33:51.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO! Sorry for not updating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST BLOGGED. My apology!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been quite busy for the past month or so and I'd like to apologise. Not that I do not want to update but it's just that I feel I don't have the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I WILL update regularly soon! Holidays are approaching but I got to get through my Mid-Semester Test paper (Math) first and it's on Friday! Got to work hard now, got to work hard now! I really want to pass this paper this time. I'm dying to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... After that, IT'S TIME TO DE-STRESS MYSELF. *grins* Woohoo! Zirca Zirca Zirca! I won invite to SEVENTEEN Queen of Queens 2009 at Zirca. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to have a great time with Ratna and if she does win it too, I'm thinking of bringing Angie along with me (since Fiqah and Naqiah can't).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I'm going to concentrate on Maths for now. Even though I must say I am excited and surprised. Excited about Zirca but surprised about the invite. Woohoo! Thank you god for everything. Now....... Please give me the courage and determination to get through my paper on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I should be going now. Bless me, ya?&lt;br&gt;P.S: Had a fun time filming at Temasek Polytechnic (TP) earlier today. (: It was an exciting experience for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-1259408222869658969?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/1259408222869658969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=1259408222869658969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1259408222869658969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1259408222869658969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-sorry-for-not-updating.html' title='HELLO! Sorry for not updating!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5037820957539830188</id><published>2009-10-22T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T01:46:15.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Italiano febbre</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiuto! Italiano febbre! (Help! Italian fever!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm delighted that I will be able to practice my Italian with Ratna from today onwards. Hurray! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going to make this entry a short one. It's back to school on Monday. Boohoo. Hmm? So far it has been pretty ok. Hmm? I'm hoping this semester would be a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically my timetable is like...&lt;br&gt;Monday - 8am to 6pm&lt;br&gt;Tuesday 10am to 3pm&lt;br&gt;Wednesday 10am to 12pm&lt;br&gt;Thursday 8.30am to 5.30pm&lt;br&gt;And... Friday 8.30am to 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit ITE Collage East. Had lunch there. Ahh... Kind of miss the food there. Met up with Ratna, her cousin Hidayah was there too along with her aunt and mum. I'm so blind! I did not see my former classmate. Boohoo. He was like stretching his arm when I was walking passed to buy drink. However, I just ignore him WITHOUT realising it was HIM - MARCUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind blind blind. Silly D. Anyway, he then walked over to the drink stall and tap on my shoulder, I turned and I was surprised to see him and he told me HE WAS THE ONE WHO WAS STRETCHING HIS ARM. Boohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I ordered the rice from the Malay (Nasi Padang) stall. Ahh... Love the egg tofu (tahu telor), sadly there's no beef today. If I order from that stall, I usually have... Beef, Egg Tofu, Fish cake and salted eggs or... Beef, Egg Tofu, Tau Kwa and (hmm? depends what do they have).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was about to finish my food, I happened to look up and I SAW NAQIAH! Gosh. For a moment I was thinking to myself - Is that Naqiah? So I swallow my food first before calling her name out. Woah. What a reaction. She 'attacked' me. HAHA. Ok, I didn't mean 'attack' as in really ATTACKING ME. What I meant is that she seemed delighted, excited and GILA. Oops. Just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember when was the last time I saw her. I think few months ago. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I met up with Fiqah before heading to Temasek Polytechnic with Ratna. Ahh... It's her first Italian lesson. La La LA... Fantastico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say... Singapore is sooooooo humid. Yes, yes... I've been complaining a number of times but I can't help it and it's the truth. Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 5.45pm. Ahh... Home sweet home. After shower, I actually was listening to some music while lying on my bed but you know, my bed is my LOVE too. LOVE is and has always been the BEST. It's simply comfortable and the next thing you know... ZzzZzzZzzZzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D Alright, I'm off now. Will update soon (if I do have the time!)&lt;br&gt;As for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5037820957539830188?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5037820957539830188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5037820957539830188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5037820957539830188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5037820957539830188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/10/italiano-febbre.html' title='Italiano febbre'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7084749097968726029</id><published>2009-10-14T06:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T09:13:05.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't resist but I'm actually smelling myself. I can't deny it, I still can smell myself and... I love my perfume. &lt;a href="http://www.dolcegabbana.com/dg/perfumes/sicily/"&gt;Dolce &amp; Gabbana Sicily&lt;/a&gt; - I didn't like it in the beginning when I got it (gift). I remember not being a fan of it until one day (few months back) something kind of changed my mind of it and I started liking it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Maybe some might not have noticed that I do like to spray perfume when I'm going out (or to school - sometimes I prefer a lighter scent). To summarise this all I have to say is... I am a perfume fan. I LOVE PERFUMES but you know it's a personal perference. Some might like that kind of scent, some prefer this... So on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND THAT! *grins*&lt;br&gt;You know, life is like a rollercoaster ride. Sometimes it's up and sometimes it's down. Yes, yes... I know I keep saying it very often. Well? That's fact. You got to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost dawn and I'm typing this. I actually wanted to blog earlier but I was doing some other stuff. Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically my 'Monday' ended at about 7.30AM (of Tuesday morning) and it began at 2.30pm but I went to sleep again till 3.30pm! Woke up and went to iron my clothes.  I was supposed to meet Razin at 5.45pm, Pasir Ris interchange but he sent me a text message telling me to meet at 6pm instead. To those who like to say that I'm ALWAYS late - Sorry, that's not the case. Even though I reached slightly later than 6pm, I was still EARLY.  He arrived at about 6.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! Perfect timing. When we went up the escalator of the MRT station, the train had just arrived. We board the train and a minute later it departs. I called Fiqah when the train was approaching Tanah Merah. Gave Fiqah her gift. HAHAHA. You know what? I think of all... I think that's the WORST 'wrapper' that I've ever 'used'. Ok, maybe nothing "new" to me but those who are not familar might think I'm "weird".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 out of 10 times I would just have that 'random' thing with wrappers. Having said that, there were times where I DO HAVE very nice wrappers, OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good laugh with Razin and Fiqah. We were talking about some stuff and jokes. Oh yeah, I also would like to apologise to Guo Dong as I had some misunderstanding while reading the text message that he sent. Boohoo. I feel kind of bad somehow. I'm soooooo sorry. I misunderstood the text message. He spotted us and he actually like called us (me actually; on my mobile) and I turned behind and there he was. Grr. I got mixed up there. My APOLOGIES! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the four of us went to Cineleisure to meet our former classmates - Eugene, Leon, Kar Fai and Zai Wei at Pastamania. Well? We were supposed to catch a movie ("500 Days of summer) but if I am not wrong, tickets were selling fast and the queue was long? Hmm? According to Fiqah that is (Leon called Fiqah).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chat over dinner. (Oh, sadly I didn't take pictures of the food this time) Ahh! Good old days and all the silly jokes. While we were chatting I actually 'noticed' something - but I shan't type it out (but I did told Fiqah about some thing). Anyway, it's not that important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on now. After dinner, off we went to play pool/arcade at Paradiz centre. Ok, I never play pool before. Therefore I'm a SUPER NOOB. I feel silly actually because I don't know how to really play it and the rest knows how. Hmm? Odd one out eh? (Maybe I should somehow keep trying till I get the hang of it! Err? Maybe, maybe someday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest were helpful to me actually. Somehow trying to teach me how to play but still I'm 'silly'. (Thanks anyway!) HAHA. Ok, well? I get all so nervy and 'shaky' you see. Grr. Even Fiqah comments on it. I kept shaking when I was bending over. Hmm? Ok, you see when I'm nervous (and also uncomfortable) I tend to be like that I guess? Whereas if I am comfortable and not so nervous, I would be calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, everyone has their weaknesses and strengths. Maybe some might be better at this to that, and the other being better at the latter. You get what I'm saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few tries, I feel silly and that's where I didn't feel like giving it another go. Only 1 ball went in. Sad huh? Then again, it's ok. I'm trying ok! Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I decided to play some arcade. It's been a while since I last PLAY at an arcade. I can't remember when was my last time actually. I wanted to play King of Fighters. I LOVE KOF. (: However, I ended up playing Marvel vs Capcom. I chose Captain America and Strider Hiryu. (Well? I do like Captain America) *Oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? After all the games and stuff, Fiqah had to go and so do I. We went off by saying "arrivederci" to the rest. HAHA. Ok, we didn't really say &lt;i&gt;arrivederci&lt;/i&gt; - We said "bye" of course. (Fiqah doesn't like Italian [I do!], she likes Korean stuff [err? I'm not so much into it except for BIG BANG]). We left the place quite close to 10.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns yawns yawns. I reached home at about 11.20pm. (: You know, while I was on the bus (on my way home), there was this lady who actually pressed the bell a stop before mine BUT guess what? The driver did not stop at the stop! I don't know why he did not. The lady seemed fed up and pissed. She kept pressing it a few more times. Poor lady. She had to stop at my stop which is like one stop away from mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprised. Hmm? Then again, you know... People these days - All sorts of people. *sigh* Humans make mistakes and so... That was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Hmm? To sum things up all I have to say is I had a good time. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in my previous entry I seem all so frustrated and all but... Alright let's not think of the negative things. I just want to stay positive and happy. To have positive energy is better than to have negative energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off now. Will update soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7084749097968726029?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7084749097968726029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7084749097968726029&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7084749097968726029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7084749097968726029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-d.html' title='Happy D'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6930645801647342442</id><published>2009-10-12T19:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T21:20:35.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Humans have feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you just wonder what are you missing in life?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like sometimes you are missing something in life. I always feel that way and I keep wondering - "What am I missing?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a human, you feel sad, you feel happy, you feel angry, you feel... Let's just say AS A HUMAN, WE ALL HAVE FEELINGS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, we tend to be selfish at times too. Then again, are you aware of it? Sometimes it takes a while before you realise or even YOU MIGHT EVEN BE AWARE OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In life, there's always a lot of obstacles. You know sometimes it seems like it's a never ending one. Pfft! Oh well, that's life. However, SOMETIMES IT GETS SOOOOOOO IRRITATING. I really don't understand WHY. WHY are some people are "USELESS" - Only good at find trouble with people (tsk! no life!), WHY are some people so annoying? WHY must we upset, sad, angry etc etc etc. Ok, well I guess that's PART OF BEING HUMAN. The art of emotions and feelings - To feel and to experience it, so as to bring more life in your life. (Grr! Whatever your defination might be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm typing this, I never mean that I AM A GOOD, ANGELIC, PURE INNOCENT PERSON WHO IS 100% SIN-FREE. I'm just like everyone else. I'm only human - A mere human. I'm aware I do say that "I'm a good girl" in my previous entries (if you've read it before) but I don't mean myself as an angel-kind of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I mean is that... I don't really consider myself as a rebel or someone who gets into trouble with the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr! It is so frustrating at times. Oh why, oh why... I am sad - Sad that I'm becoming monster-like at times. I get ANGRY, I get UPSET and it's like I feel I at times have full of vengeance. *sigh* That is so bad. I'm so sorry. I don't want to feel this way and yes I know you'll say - Self-control but come on, sometimes it's so difficult to do so. Hmm? Ok, maybe I just have too much anger in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm sorry. Maybe I am beginning to be a little selfish lately. Have I? Well, just in case if I HAVE then I'd like to apologise. I'm sorry for being selfish and I'm also sorry if I have been very 'unstable' at times. 'Unstable' as in... Randomly changing mood/mood-swing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed with myself at times. Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to apologise with some of my comments earlier on (previous post). I'm sorry. I know it's not right to blame god. I was very mad and sad earlier on and I didn't really mean to say that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm not going to think of that. Got to take my mind off it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6930645801647342442?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6930645801647342442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6930645801647342442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6930645801647342442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6930645801647342442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/10/humans-have-feelings.html' title='Humans have feelings'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-8765478675682623627</id><published>2009-10-12T15:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T15:56:17.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCREW IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW EVERYTHING! I HATE EVERYTHING! SCREW IT! WHY IS GOD DOING THIS TO ME? STUPID SHIT FREAK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVER SINCE THE START OF SCHOOL, I NEVER ENJOY SCHOOL. EVERYTHING IS ALWAYS AGAINST ME. EVERY DAMN THING IS ALWAYS TESTING ME. Yes, you may say... BE PATIENT etc etc etc. So? I JUST HATE THINGS SINCE THE START OF SCHOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST OF THE TIME I ALWAYS GET IN A STUPID SICKENING SITUATION AND ALL. YOU KNOW WHAT? I HATE IT. IT SUCKS. SCREW EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SCREW IT! I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY ARE THINGS ALWAYS SO WRONG WHEN I'M JUST ABOUT "ready"? I FEEL THINGS ARE GOING FROM GOOD TO BAD. THAT'S HOW IT IS IN MY LIFE CURRENTLY. YOU SAY IT'S A TEST BUT I AM SO FED UP. I AM A VERY FRUSTRATED PERSON FOR THE PAST FEW MONTHS. LIFE IS FAIR? I ALWAYS SAY HUMANS ARE NEVER FAIR BUT WHY IS GOD DOING THIS TO ME?!?!?!!?!?!?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW ALL. &lt;small&gt;(IT SEEMS NOBODY UNDERSTAND, I HATE EVERYTHING - 2009 IS SHIT, I MISS 2008)&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-8765478675682623627?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/8765478675682623627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=8765478675682623627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8765478675682623627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8765478675682623627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/10/screw-it.html' title='SCREW IT'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-8088485595341634614</id><published>2009-10-01T07:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T08:00:21.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>01.10.09</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY CHILDREN'S DAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's very random. You know, I miss the past even though I know the past will always be the past. Then again, it brings back the good old days, the good old memories. Ahhhhh *sigh* Makes me feel like wanting to be a kid again! Boo-hoo-hoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been quite lazy to blog as you can see the 'lack' of updates/entries. OK, I will try and update........ And will try and complete a new skin. Sheesh. Lazy D. *grins* Bleah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW, I can't believe I'll be a year older in &lt;u&gt;THREE DAYS TIME!&lt;/u&gt; *sob sob* I'm getting older (and wiser!) and it seems like I REALLY HAVE TO DO THE THINGS I WANT. Err? I mean, set myself some 'TO DO' things before turning &lt;u&gt;(fill in whichever year you want to achieve it by)&lt;/u&gt;. Then again, it seems like I am not one who likes to stick to it. Well? Ok, at times I do but most likely I don't think I'm one who sticks to it. Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I just remembered - The Earthquake. Oh boy. Two earthquakes = "Frighten"; I felt sorry for those people. It's a really scary thing I must say and I encountered it yesterday evening. For a moment, I thought I was imagining while looking at the monitor. I thought I was imagining and that I must be thinking too much but boy, it REALLY was. I felt that my body (my buttocks! yes, don't laugh) were like moving from left to right and back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first experience and I don't know if it's one to remember or one to forget. Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, may god protect us from all these natural disasters. Frankly, I admit that I am just afraid of these kind of events. (Uneventful events? Well, it's scary you see)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now...&lt;br&gt;I should be hitting my BED and off to Fantasy Land. (Yes, I'm 'weird'. It seems like I might not have a problem if I were to live in Europe as I feel like my body's clock is so mixed up. Sleeping at about between 6AM - 9AM, only to wake up at about 4 or 5pm! Grr! (Err? Ok, there are times whereby I wake up early! [Or rather earlier!])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well...&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-8088485595341634614?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/8088485595341634614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=8088485595341634614&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8088485595341634614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8088485595341634614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/10/011009.html' title='01.10.09'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7576681946795985296</id><published>2009-09-01T02:33:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T04:42:27.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long overdue pixies</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the photos that I mentioned in the previous post. Sorry as this are long overdue/awaited photos. (:&lt;br&gt;Anyway, for your viewing pleasure... Enjoy~ (From the latest to the oldest [ok, maybe not toooooo old].)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwrApMfugI/AAAAAAAABEY/uOtxS6fEy4Q/s1600-h/DSC00318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwrApMfugI/AAAAAAAABEY/uOtxS6fEy4Q/s320/DSC00318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376219345231788546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Brown dress that I got from John Little on Sunday. It was the last piece.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwrA-YQVaI/AAAAAAAABEg/BseZvC1Of7o/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwrA-YQVaI/AAAAAAAABEg/BseZvC1Of7o/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376219350918256034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;$56 - But I had a $20 voucher from Starhub. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwzROurN1I/AAAAAAAABFQ/BL2HGEfwiME/s1600-h/Picture0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwzROurN1I/AAAAAAAABFQ/BL2HGEfwiME/s320/Picture0299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376228426278188882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Was bored. So... I took some pictures using my webcam.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwzQ2B3mrI/AAAAAAAABFI/9hG236mF-ec/s1600-h/Picture0297_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 255px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwzQ2B3mrI/AAAAAAAABFI/9hG236mF-ec/s320/Picture0297_edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376228419647806130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Lame? Hmm...... Oh well! Anyway.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqUNlNNII/AAAAAAAABEQ/9vw1PVi5cAM/s1600-h/DSC00297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqUNlNNII/AAAAAAAABEQ/9vw1PVi5cAM/s320/DSC00297.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376218581904995458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Kampong days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqTuHyVGI/AAAAAAAABEI/beG5r3obWPY/s1600-h/DSC00275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqTuHyVGI/AAAAAAAABEI/beG5r3obWPY/s320/DSC00275.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376218573460100194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqTPHwChI/AAAAAAAABEA/Vq7cuslC-MU/s1600-h/DSC00278-Diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwqTPHwChI/AAAAAAAABEA/Vq7cuslC-MU/s320/DSC00278-Diane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376218565138450962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwoeLzVUrI/AAAAAAAABD4/97A61q37vq0/s1600-h/DSC00235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwoeLzVUrI/AAAAAAAABD4/97A61q37vq0/s320/DSC00235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376216554202813106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Targus - My laptop backpack. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxN9MJAII/AAAAAAAABE4/D0Jri8s67fQ/s1600-h/P1140690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxN9MJAII/AAAAAAAABE4/D0Jri8s67fQ/s320/P1140690.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376226171007074434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Models posing for the camera&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxObD2PhI/AAAAAAAABFA/oMTe2K5qS3g/s1600-h/P1140709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxObD2PhI/AAAAAAAABFA/oMTe2K5qS3g/s320/P1140709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376226179025354258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxNQSQplI/AAAAAAAABEw/N7brbtfyBX4/s1600-h/P1140631(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxNQSQplI/AAAAAAAABEw/N7brbtfyBX4/s320/P1140631(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376226158953145938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxMnfryHI/AAAAAAAABEo/O5uq_v0gGmg/s1600-h/P1140613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwxMnfryHI/AAAAAAAABEo/O5uq_v0gGmg/s320/P1140613.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376226148003596402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Spwod-jKpwI/AAAAAAAABDw/5eRTELSYmlo/s1600-h/DSC00230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Spwod-jKpwI/AAAAAAAABDw/5eRTELSYmlo/s320/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376216550645344002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ahhhh! ITE College East's Cafe 2 Chicket Cutlet. I LOVE THE TERIYAKI one. Oh, see a rootbeer? Ratna's...... FAVOURITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwmzT1ZRUI/AAAAAAAABDo/qlF1KByGAwo/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwmzT1ZRUI/AAAAAAAABDo/qlF1KByGAwo/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376214718112941378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nice paperbag, right? BUT... There was something in the content. Hint? 6 letters and it has a letter "d" in it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Spwmy9jnNYI/AAAAAAAABDg/TdxqWjgYjwc/s1600-h/DSC00189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Spwmy9jnNYI/AAAAAAAABDg/TdxqWjgYjwc/s320/DSC00189.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376214712132777346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My lunch in school - Pizza Hut's Chicken Royale (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwlpClfglI/AAAAAAAABDY/_jWMPmfzlTg/s1600-h/DSC00176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwlpClfglI/AAAAAAAABDY/_jWMPmfzlTg/s320/DSC00176.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376213442172518994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do I have to tell you what this is? This is &amp;hearts; (Corn with Mayo; Daily Fresh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwlohAU_PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/K2bDUxXKr3s/s1600-h/DSC00174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwlohAU_PI/AAAAAAAABDQ/K2bDUxXKr3s/s320/DSC00174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376213433158270194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwloHOF_cI/AAAAAAAABDI/KNdY9D5JkhM/s1600-h/DSC00172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwloHOF_cI/AAAAAAAABDI/KNdY9D5JkhM/s320/DSC00172.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376213426236685762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ratna's Food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ignite at Republic Polytechnic; Pictures below)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkGwO3BaI/AAAAAAAABDA/X6YP3t_q3ng/s1600-h/DSC00166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkGwO3BaI/AAAAAAAABDA/X6YP3t_q3ng/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211753618572706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkGaMYc2I/AAAAAAAABC4/Xcwef5taoEo/s1600-h/Ignite(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkGaMYc2I/AAAAAAAABC4/Xcwef5taoEo/s320/Ignite(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211747702600546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkF3rzu5I/AAAAAAAABCw/RJnO-ARuLRc/s1600-h/Diane_Darlene(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkF3rzu5I/AAAAAAAABCw/RJnO-ARuLRc/s320/Diane_Darlene(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211738439170962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darlene and I (Ahhhhh! We've been friends for so long but we hardly hang out that often. Miss her!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkFSf3XaI/AAAAAAAABCo/CHHfPlq7jTs/s1600-h/Diane_Darlene_Fiqah(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkFSf3XaI/AAAAAAAABCo/CHHfPlq7jTs/s320/Diane_Darlene_Fiqah(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211728456965538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Darlene, Fiqah and I (Fiqah and Darlene get along well, even though they just met!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkFBXtiyI/AAAAAAAABCg/bKxvFy3RH5U/s1600-h/Diane_Ignite(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwkFBXtiyI/AAAAAAAABCg/bKxvFy3RH5U/s320/Diane_Ignite(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376211723859364642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Whoelse? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shin Tokyo - There were few other classmates with us too but I sat with Sani, Nadya, Jamie and Sya.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweWTzE5_I/AAAAAAAABCY/LObO0vfFUHU/s1600-h/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweWTzE5_I/AAAAAAAABCY/LObO0vfFUHU/s320/DSC00159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376205423793989618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweWJzM5nI/AAAAAAAABCQ/q7cQgkaOde0/s1600-h/DSC00158(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweWJzM5nI/AAAAAAAABCQ/q7cQgkaOde0/s320/DSC00158(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376205421110158962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweVcqMRqI/AAAAAAAABCI/rCDld3pMu1g/s1600-h/DSC00156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweVcqMRqI/AAAAAAAABCI/rCDld3pMu1g/s320/DSC00156.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376205408992773794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweVKBceeI/AAAAAAAABCA/lUf3oClUq-k/s1600-h/DSC00155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweVKBceeI/AAAAAAAABCA/lUf3oClUq-k/s320/DSC00155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376205403990030818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweUuIu3RI/AAAAAAAABB4/NKMdeRAoOn0/s1600-h/DSC00154(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpweUuIu3RI/AAAAAAAABB4/NKMdeRAoOn0/s320/DSC00154(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376205396504403218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, that's all for now. Hmm? I'm actually trying to work on a new blogskin. (: Will try and complete it soon. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7576681946795985296?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7576681946795985296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7576681946795985296&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7576681946795985296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7576681946795985296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-overdue-pixies.html' title='Long overdue pixies'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SpwrApMfugI/AAAAAAAABEY/uOtxS6fEy4Q/s72-c/DSC00318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-2013826299815891087</id><published>2009-08-18T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:01:43.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pardon me for not updating my blog (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"You're one in a million, you're once in a lifetime... You make me discover one of the stars above us..."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little addicted to the song again as I was 8 years ago. Was a hit song back then and to listen to it again (it's been 8 years!), boy oh boy... Sure is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know I have not been updating my blog. Pardon me as I have been busy lately and I don't seem to have time to update. Seems like an excuse but I always have things to do. That's FACT! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY... I'll be updating or rather, uploading pictures of those pictures that I should have posted weeks ago! So yes, long due/awaited pictures will be uploaded soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things (eventful things!) yet so little time. However, life is not always all so sweet, as you will encounter obstacles along the way but you know, the grass is greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Have you ever wish that you had more time? Well, I did. Sometimes it feels like there's so many eventful events and time flies just like that! Then you thought to yourself wishing you had more time so that you could enjoy the moment. A feeling that you wish that would last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, sadly there's only 24 hours a day and I guess, we have to cherish every moment as we know... Nothing last forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I will be uploading pictures soon. Pictures that I should be posting weeks ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now . . . . . . .&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-2013826299815891087?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/2013826299815891087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=2013826299815891087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2013826299815891087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2013826299815891087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/08/pardon-me-for-not-updating-my-blog.html' title='Pardon me for not updating my blog (:'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7579277428397177671</id><published>2009-07-11T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T03:58:12.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm coooolll now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hmm? You know, it kind of makes me smile when I was reading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS very upset earlier on but upon reading it, I actually kind of smiled. I feel a little embarrassing somehow. It's like I don't know what was I thinking when I was typing those. It seems like I was just typing as it is, typing it without even considering or thinking twice to what I was typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm? Is that a good thing or a bad thing? Anyway! I just can't help it but to do something to the picture. Don't blame me! *hides*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sljt0fx4wnI/AAAAAAAABBw/O8mlfwiH1bI/s1600-h/-eyecandy-.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357293242896925298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sljt0fx4wnI/AAAAAAAABBw/O8mlfwiH1bI/s320/-eyecandy-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; Girls go "yay", whereas guys go... "OK". (Sorry!) Simply can't help it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7579277428397177671?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7579277428397177671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7579277428397177671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7579277428397177671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7579277428397177671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-coooolll-now.html' title='I&apos;m coooolll now'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sljt0fx4wnI/AAAAAAAABBw/O8mlfwiH1bI/s72-c/-eyecandy-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6334009633988331795</id><published>2009-07-11T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T22:47:50.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#ff9900" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, &lt;u&gt;sometimes&lt;/u&gt; I HATE LIFE SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you might not believe this as I don't think I ever say that but now I'm saying it.  I really can't take it.  At times I feel so trapt inside.  I am often frustrated, often just crying on the inside.  It is really tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm usually an optimist BUT seriously, everyone has their limits and I just can't take it.  It's too painful at times.  I just feel that people don't understand you at times.  I wonder what's the thing that I've been missing and I think the thing that's been missing in my life is - UNDERSTANDING. I just feel that I am never understood. I just feel that people don't understand. All these years I keep saying that I feel like I'm missing something in my life - It's UNDERSTANDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just never feel that people really understand me.  You know, it's very painful. Talk is cheap. People always use their bloody mouth to rant, comment, taunt and things like that BUT they just don't understand the other, or rather - THEY DON'T EVEN BOTHER TO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a human, we all have emotions. Maybe some might look at me as someone who is crazy, as most of the time I usually am angry and things like that BUT do they really know who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you to just judge people like that? Ok, I admit sometimes I tend to judge people but I try not to these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I am so sick and tired when people just think you are this and that. I never really say how I really really feel deep inside but you know what? I already did as I am typing this, and I don't care. I couldn't be bothered. I just don't want to bottle it. I just feel that for once I need to get this out, I need to say how I feel deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm typing this, I'm actually blasting loud music (which I don't often do) in my earpiece. I am simply so sick and tired. What do people know? What do they care? This world can be so cruel, so unfair... So dark, you don't even know what is real and what isn't. The thought of it is just scary. The next thing you knew, the thing that you thought was for REAL was just an illusion. Your eyes are playing tricks with you, it's giving you false hopes, false beliefs, false understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep in my heart that's where all my sorrows, my silent cries and my true soul. ALL I'M ASKING FOR IS - UNDERSTANDING. I never ask for money or anything like that, I just want to be understood. I'm tired of trying to understand people when they don't try and understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL... I should just go to my favourite place where I can reflect and just not think of anything. I really need to take my mind off whatever is in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that... I feel, people should be more sensible at times. The way they behave, the words that comes out... It's really SHIT. What's worst is PEOPLE WITH F-ed up attitudes. Sheesh. That's the worst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dangggggg... Peaceeeeeeeee~ I just want to take my mind off it and just not talk about it. So, don't ask why or what. Would appreciate that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6334009633988331795?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6334009633988331795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6334009633988331795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6334009633988331795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6334009633988331795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-dont-understand-why.html' title='I JUST DON&apos;T UNDERSTAND WHY'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-1068421945543771629</id><published>2009-06-27T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:04:30.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.P: M.J</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R.I.P: Michael Jackson 1958 - 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king of pop has passed away. May he rest in peace. It was so unexpected as the day before his death, my dad was listening to his songs and he asked my brother this question - "DO YOU WANT TO BE FAMOUS LIKE HIM?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was simply speechless when my dad texted me in the morning to say that M.J passed away. Oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I had such encounter was when I was telling someone that I just read (the now, late) Wee Kim Wee's book and the next day or two days later he passed away! What a coincidence I must say. Hmm... Ok, I did not manage to read it all finish but I did read probably the first chapter. Hmm? Ok, I may not remember what is it about now. (Boohoo... S.T.M! S.T.M! Short-term Memory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... That was like in 2005! FOUR YEARS AGO. Time flies eh? I can't believe it, it just seems like it was only a year or two ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Tribute to Michael Joseph Jackson (1958 - 2009). He really is unique and the only Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-1068421945543771629?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/1068421945543771629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=1068421945543771629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1068421945543771629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/1068421945543771629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-mj.html' title='R.I.P: M.J'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-3955989868401198225</id><published>2009-06-12T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T05:04:00.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss ITE C.E</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just so sleepy! Tired! Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I usually don't feel tired at this hour. My my my. Then again, I don't want to sleep yet! Oh well... Stubborn D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Fiqah at Tanah Merah earlier today at 11.35AM. We were supposed to meet at 10.45AM end up we meet almost an hour later. She was having her breakfast before that and I kind of overslept therefore we pushed it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my alarm at 9.20AM. End up, I woke up at 10AM! Boohoo. Must be due to my tiredness. I've been quite tired lately actually.  Though I still try to not show my tiredness and somewhat is kind of energetic but sometimes... It's like I feel like waving the white flag and say "Ok, this is it. I really am tired, just give me a break".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really bad. Sometimes I can't help it. Sometimes I feel like I should turn in early but then again, I'm so addicted to the internet and I can't seem to get over it. Goodness me. This is bad. Oh gosh. Then again, sometimes I'm just not that tired. Hmm... Well? At the end of the day, we're just humans right? What can I say then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to school together. Went to school as in - I went back to ITE College East. I miss those days. Fiqah finally gets to go to school together with me again. Well? For today that is and I remember one of her wishlist or something the other time was - "To go to school together" and I guess it came true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... Good old memories. It's the same old story too. She being early and me? As usual late by 5 minutes or more. Hey, sometimes I'm early too ok! It's always when I expect myself to be early, I'm like always late. However, if I don't expect myself to be early, it seems like I'll be early. Oh dear, what kind of mentality is that? Hmm... Weird eh? Hey, it's true. I feel that's always the pattern. Hmm... Maybe I should always not EXPECT myself to be early, only then I'll be early. Heh heh. Good idea. Arghhhh! Wait, but I already know now which means I won't be early then. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to ITE College East and we went to Cafe 2! Yes! Cafeteria 2 is my favourite. I'm a regular there. Aww... I miss the Chicken Cutlet badly. I feel my school's (Singapore Polytechnic) Food Court 3, the Chicken Rice - Teriyaki sauce isn't nice. I feel it's not as nice as ITE College East teriyaki sauce. I just feel that the sauce is kind of watery, not so tasty. Sorry but I just feel that ITE College East one taste better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Singapore Polytechnic (SP), I like Food Court 4's (Kou Fu) Sambal Chicken. That's my favourite. I simply love it. Hmm? Maybe I should try the Asam Fish someday. I don't like the Chicken Rendang. I seldom eat at Food Court 6, though it's like at my place here (the Business IT Block). Food Haven is good when you don't have time to eat as they sell finger food such as Seaweed Chicken, Chicken Nuggets, Seafood Tofu (Ahhhh! I love this) and stuff like that. I've never been to Food Court 1 and 2 before therefore I can't comment on it. Food Court 5? I guess that's my second favourite - KFC, Pizza Hut and Subway. Yes, fast food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Fiqah and I met Razin there! Did not expect to see Mr Mars Bar there. LOL. (Oops! That's his nickname during the PLQ days. PL0701Q! Woohoo!) Then Irsyad came along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Boohoo! The Chicken Cutlet Rice stall wasn't open! Oh well, ended up I ate Chicken Pasta from the Western Food stall. Well, I'm a regular at the Western Food stall. During my first year in ITE, I constantly buy from that stall. It was my second year that I decided to try out the Chicken Cutlet Rice stall and the Malay Food stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh... Speaking fo the Malay Food stall, aww... I miss the rendang. I usually put rendang (beef), salted eggs, tahu (tau kwa) and fish cake, not forgetting kuah lemak (lemak gravy). Umm! Yummy! Darn. I'm talking about food now. Oh well, heck it... I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love food but to some, they might think I'm picky as I do not eat vegetables. Oops. Sadly, I am a meat eater. Please don't kill me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I'm the victim again. When I'm in SP, I'm not really a vicitim. It's more of I somehow like to tease people but when I'm back at ITE C.E, it seems like I'll always be the victim. My friends disturb me instead! Fiqah simply loves doing that to me. She misses it I guess? After so long of not being able (even though we did meet up but she don't really disturb me) to disturb me like how she used to last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Not only that! Irsyad and Razin joined in too. Boohoo. Tag team again. 3 versus 1, how to win? It's like I can never win when I'm at ITE C.E. Boohoo. It's still early to say much in SP. Who knows someday in the near future I might get the same treatment again! Grr... Hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah, Irsyad and I went to the PC show after that. We were like looking at Digital SLR cameras. Hmm? Ok, it wasn't that bad. It was still acceptable.  The previous one, there were like so many thousands of people there! I went with my dad and my brother the other time, along with my mother (well? my mother just decided to tag along for that one time,usually she's not that interested in it). Hmm? Then again, it could be the time too. This time it's on a Friday and it's only like 2pm. Whereas the other time was like 5pm, Saturday. Of course there'll be more people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Nothing much really. After that we just walked around Suntec before heading to Cotton On as Fiqah wanted to buy this shirt or something. However, I ended up getting two t-shirt. I feel like getting more of it. They're having sales now. It's cheap and not only that, you can layer the tees to create a different look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that as Fiqah had to go off and Irsyad had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns... Gosh, I think I'll just end here for now. I'm too tired to type already. (I still need to do a writeup about the community event yesterday! Grrrr...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo. Ok, will update soon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers~ &lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-3955989868401198225?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/3955989868401198225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=3955989868401198225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/3955989868401198225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/3955989868401198225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-miss-ite-ce.html' title='I miss ITE C.E'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5262602121555653041</id><published>2009-06-11T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T05:47:37.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's put a smile on one's face</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept my promise! See! Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in the publicity group (not to mention the leader), people might think "Well, you just take pictures and videos. It's easy". Well, it's not as easy as you think! It's a tiring day I must say.  However, it's kind of fun too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put a smile on a child's face makes me somewhat happy too. I am not super girl but if I can make someone happy, it makes me happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I do find it annoying when little children keeps crying and worst still, if the kid is a spoil brat! Ok, I admit that I do HATE it and find it annoying when a child behaves that way. However, that does not mean THAT I HATE CHILDREN. DON'T GET ME WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can be wonderful too but I just can't stand the 'annoying' part. Hey, even when I was a child I don't often cry nor do I behave like a spoilt brat. I'm a disciplined kid! Ahem! HAHA. Ok, some might say I just made that up or self-praise but no. That's fact. I think I'm quite a discipline kid. I don't ask things from my parents. Usually they would ask me if I want or not. Then again, ok... There'll be times when I want my parents to buy for me something BUT that's only once a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually I would just keep quiet even if I do like a particular item. Therefore, you can't say I am a spoilt brat or anything like that (I know some people thinks I'm quite pampered. I beg to differ that. Ok, so I like to be pampered but I don't behave like a spoilt brat. I understand that you can't have everything that you want, even though at times you wish you could have something that you're eyeing on!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't slaughter me ok! Oh well... There's this particular girl who's very cute. If I remember correctly, her name is Cassandra. I think? There's also this particular girl, errrr? I think her name is Jasmine - She actually hold my hand! Aww... I was actually kind of surprised as I didn't expect it but oh well, it happened so I held her hand too and tried to joke with her. Ok, it may be a little lame but she smiled. That's all it matters right? (: I'm trying to put a smile on one's face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some pictures from the event. This event is part of my ONOW module (One Nation, One World). My class together with the students from Financial Informatics (DFI), teamed up to spent our time with the children from Zhenghua Community Centre.  Hmm... Ok, so that makes it as a community service then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue? Sentosa. The event ended at 4pm and you know what? The night before I was watching the England game. England vs Andorra. Boohoo. After lunch I felt like a zombie. Anyway, I got myself a Sentosa tumbler and a keychain (wait, or is it for mobile?) - a Teddy Bear. Aww... So cute. Its wearing a BLUE t-shirt with the word "Sentosa". How cute? Ahhhhh... I just love bears. They're cute. (You'll see the picture soon; scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPki4veEI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YLifOVzcQus/s1600-h/P1140811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPki4veEI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YLifOVzcQus/s320/P1140811.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346915778110126146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPkfibp4I/AAAAAAAABBI/2a2FU46jhr0/s1600-h/P1140701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPkfibp4I/AAAAAAAABBI/2a2FU46jhr0/s320/P1140701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346915777211246466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPlHsZr_I/AAAAAAAABBg/kyvLUcU6ows/s1600-h/P1140866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPlHsZr_I/AAAAAAAABBg/kyvLUcU6ows/s320/P1140866.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346915787990478834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPk9UXrEI/AAAAAAAABBY/iVe5hwttjlg/s1600-h/P1140865.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPk9UXrEI/AAAAAAAABBY/iVe5hwttjlg/s320/P1140865.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346915785205328962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQdwxx_l1I/AAAAAAAABBo/jhsmFDpJblg/s1600-h/P1140885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQdwxx_l1I/AAAAAAAABBo/jhsmFDpJblg/s320/P1140885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346931381429573458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off now~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5262602121555653041?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5262602121555653041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5262602121555653041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5262602121555653041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5262602121555653041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/06/lets-put-smile-on-ones-face.html' title='Let&apos;s put a smile on one&apos;s face'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjQPki4veEI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YLifOVzcQus/s72-c/P1140811.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7699961284698789728</id><published>2009-06-10T23:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T03:04:13.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO PEOPLE (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATIENCE MY LITTLE ONE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am finally updating my blog. Yes, some friends complaint that I haven't been updating my blog for quite a while. My apologies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many things to talk about but you know, I can't be telling everything right? So... I'm just going to post some pictures for your viewing pleasure. I'll try to keep this entry short, sharp and sweet ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up a little later than I intended. Gosh. I &amp;hearts; my bed. It's just so comfortable. Feels like in heaven! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to school first to meet Nadya. On my way to school when I was in the train, I was so addicted to Rock Legend Unleashed. Grr... Oh well. Anyway, thanks girl (Nadya) for the tee. Appreciate it. Yes, went to collect my school white t-shirt from her. Hang around for a while. Hmm? Probably close to an hour before meeting Naqiah. (Went off about 2.30pm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Marina Square first before heading to Suntec. She was undecided to what hair accessory should she get. After a while, we walked to Millenia Walk before heading back to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially I wanted to eat at McDonalds, out of the blue I just had a change of mind and we went to KFC to eat. After we finished our meals, Naqiah made up her mind and decided to buy the hair accessory that she was eyeing on earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that. While I was walking to take the MRT, this sales promoter stopped me and did a demostration of this Dead Sea product. Sadly, I don't have much cash with me. Though I would say that the product was kind of interesting. Anyway, I got a free hand cream. Hmm... The hand cream smells good. Ahh... I'm just attracted to smell. (Oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached Pasir Ris, just decided to go to White Sands, Aries to buy hair accessories. Bought a hairband and it's a metal one. I'm just 'petrified' (in a way!) with those normal ones, it tends to break! The horror! The pain. Gosh. I bought one about a month ago or so and it has like rhinestones on it and last week it broke! Grr! HEARTACHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4HKQtlYI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Iajz_kMoEqQ/s1600-h/DSC01310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4HKQtlYI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Iajz_kMoEqQ/s320/DSC01310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764084609291650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this picture when we were at Millenia Walk heading to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4Hf82OqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/WvTck0V1Odc/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4Hf82OqI/AAAAAAAAA-g/WvTck0V1Odc/s320/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764090431552162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4HKGATcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/k35egUsVcEQ/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4HKGATcI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/k35egUsVcEQ/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345764084564381122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? That's what I bought. (The two pictures above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I bought some food home for my family. Yes, I &amp;hearts; my FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm GOING TO BLOG FOR THE NEXT 2 DAYS. That's definite! I'll make sure I keep my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are pictures for your viewing pleasure. (: &lt;b&gt;Enjoy!~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4_IcpR7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/PbWUA4nhsSk/s1600-h/DSC01245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4_IcpR7I/AAAAAAAAA_A/PbWUA4nhsSk/s320/DSC01245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765046195144626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-9ohI1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/lVItEsyxluE/s1600-h/DSC01224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-9ohI1I/AAAAAAAAA-4/lVItEsyxluE/s320/DSC01224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765043292152658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-5uhdBI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8EvemOuP4bM/s1600-h/DSC01220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-5uhdBI/AAAAAAAAA-w/8EvemOuP4bM/s320/DSC01220.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765042243597330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-kbOiyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/TcVC4PbtlWA/s1600-h/DSC01214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4-kbOiyI/AAAAAAAAA-o/TcVC4PbtlWA/s320/DSC01214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765036525521698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat satisfied me. Ahhh... Yummy! (But I may crave for more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_5rJ7POVI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O8gAhHkPBAU/s1600-h/DSC01249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_5rJ7POVI/AAAAAAAAA_I/O8gAhHkPBAU/s320/DSC01249.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345765802506139986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell sick! (Read the previous post - Boohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TUfvcUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/SR6PcKjWIWQ/s1600-h/DSC01262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TUfvcUI/AAAAAAAAA_o/SR6PcKjWIWQ/s320/DSC01262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345766492538368322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TAiqy1I/AAAAAAAAA_g/KA-H1x6FdFM/s1600-h/DSC01255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TAiqy1I/AAAAAAAAA_g/KA-H1x6FdFM/s320/DSC01255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345766487181937490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TILNHPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/CMb_cxqcZ7I/s1600-h/DSC01256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6TILNHPI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/CMb_cxqcZ7I/s320/DSC01256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345766489231006962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6S1Ts8GI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/dxA3aoB9vgA/s1600-h/DSC01253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_6S1Ts8GI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/dxA3aoB9vgA/s320/DSC01253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345766484166373474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My online shopping spree. Missha, MAC and Lancome products. Had some discount if it was paid by using PayPal or Credit Card. Thanks Bernie for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7Y1PuzHI/AAAAAAAABAA/2xi1wBji124/s1600-h/DSC01281(v3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7Y1PuzHI/AAAAAAAABAA/2xi1wBji124/s320/DSC01281(v3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345767686740561010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7YcFwCII/AAAAAAAAA_4/xD4Fb6EyHd4/s1600-h/DSC01281(v2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7YcFwCII/AAAAAAAAA_4/xD4Fb6EyHd4/s320/DSC01281(v2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345767679987812482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7XxCkyBI/AAAAAAAAA_w/64pGwt3xIzg/s1600-h/DSC01281(v1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_7XxCkyBI/AAAAAAAAA_w/64pGwt3xIzg/s320/DSC01281(v1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345767668431767570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photographer D takes a picture of her good friend Naq. (Edited it after that, which is better you think?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABfOkuvoI/AAAAAAAABAg/qaconV7oiWc/s1600-h/DSC01291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABfOkuvoI/AAAAAAAABAg/qaconV7oiWc/s320/DSC01291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774393688505986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABfKte6EI/AAAAAAAABAY/CJcXFivbypc/s1600-h/DSC01286(v2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABfKte6EI/AAAAAAAABAY/CJcXFivbypc/s320/DSC01286(v2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774392651475010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABe5PLiiI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cOqdMiVzdjw/s1600-h/DSC01286(v1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABe5PLiiI/AAAAAAAABAQ/cOqdMiVzdjw/s320/DSC01286(v1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774387960973858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABes5TLoI/AAAAAAAABAI/tC9F6R7iaDI/s1600-h/DSC01284(v2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjABes5TLoI/AAAAAAAABAI/tC9F6R7iaDI/s320/DSC01284(v2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774384647974530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//D-Illusionist&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjAB-OANyKI/AAAAAAAABAw/tep8Bh3DTVc/s1600-h/DSC00741.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjAB-OANyKI/AAAAAAAABAw/tep8Bh3DTVc/s320/DSC00741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774926111295650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjAB96dUuiI/AAAAAAAABAo/BejiR5aQPpU/s1600-h/DSC00724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjAB96dUuiI/AAAAAAAABAo/BejiR5aQPpU/s320/DSC00724.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345774920864676386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah and I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjACYZBTzhI/AAAAAAAABBA/n_20JTJ_bJw/s1600-h/DSC01306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjACYZBTzhI/AAAAAAAABBA/n_20JTJ_bJw/s320/DSC01306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345775375745273362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjACYDXTvTI/AAAAAAAABA4/kbPHzybYoGE/s1600-h/DSC01303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SjACYDXTvTI/AAAAAAAABA4/kbPHzybYoGE/s320/DSC01303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345775369931963698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOCOLATES [again]. &lt;b&gt;MY &amp;hearts;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[P.S: I'm a little 'envious' of someone who is in England now. I understand the reason to why that person is there BUT you know, I've always wanted to travel and I would love to visit England someday. London! STAMFORD BRIDGE! (: Aww... Got to, go to! Go to! I MUST go there someday. Oh, don't get me wrong. I'm not jealous or anything like that. Just wish I could be there, that's all. &lt;b&gt;(:&lt;/b&gt; ~]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Let me just try and enjoy whatever Singapore can offer. Hopefully Singapore can make me fall in LOVE with HER all over again. I'm beginning to fall out of love for Singapore. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's my homeland, my country and I have to proud but the reason why I say that is... Singapore is getting too expensive. If Singapore isn't too expensive, I think I would not feel that way. Before you comment, I'd like to make it clear that it's not that I HATE SINGAPORE, I LOVE but... It's getting too expensive to the extend I feel disappointed and beginning to 'lose interest'. (If you put it that way but still, I try to be a good citizen!) *sigh* Oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep checking back as I mentioned I will be updating in the next 2 days.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7699961284698789728?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7699961284698789728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7699961284698789728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7699961284698789728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7699961284698789728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-people.html' title='HELLO PEOPLE (:'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Si_4HKQtlYI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/Iajz_kMoEqQ/s72-c/DSC01310.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-8393824817098461151</id><published>2009-05-19T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:36:42.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate being sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*cough cough cough*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr... YES, irritating cough is back again. It's been a week I had cough but last week wasn't that serious you see. HOWEVER, I did not expect a fever to follow up! I know people say it's always cough then fever. I don't follow that pattern because usually if I have cough it's just cough only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I'm feeling better now. Just imagine, yesterday morning when I took my temperature, it was 36.9 degrees. After lunch, in the afternoon I took my temperature it was 37.4 degrees. While in the MRT when I was going home, I don't feel that good. Despite not feeling too good and really wanting to sit, I gave my seat twice. Once to a pregnant woman, and the other to an old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I didn't feel too good at that point, I still try and endure as much as I could. When I reached home, in my mind was just "GOT TO REST".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at about 5.30pm and I went to lie on my bed 15 minutes later. Moments later I fell asleep. I woke up about 2 hours later. I told my mother that I didn't feel good so I decided to take my temperature and OH DEAR! It went up to 38.1 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I went to bed last night, I took my temperature again and it went up to 38.4 degrees! Hur hur hur. Grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking if I should go to school or not but given that my temperature is 38.4 degrees, my mother suggested that I should rest and not go to school. I told her if it gets worst tomorrow, we'll go and see the doctor but if it decreases but still above 37.5 degress I'll just stay at home and rest. If I'm well then I'll just go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, I took my temperature again and it's 37.9 degrees. Went back to sleep. I forgot to text my class representatives to tell them I'm not attending school today. Woke up around 11am and texted my class rep. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the afternoon, at about 5pm - I took my temperature and thank goodness, it's 37.3 degrees. Well? It means I'm better now. Woohoo. My last temperature was 37.1 degrees. Woohoo. That means I'll be able to attend school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some might say "WHY DO YOU WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL BADLY?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't want to miss anything and if I miss school too many days, not only I miss the lessons, wouldn't that equals to more assignments piling up? In order to avoid piles of assignments, it's better to go to school if you're well but if you're sick, what can you do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be attending school tomorrow but one thing that doesn't go away is the cough! Even though it's better than yesterday, still... It's IRRITATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... Oh, I forgot to mention that I wet a towel and placed it on my forehead while I was sleeping. God knows how much water I drank. I even placed my water bottle near my bed! My thermometer and tissue are always on standby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people, PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOUR HEALTH. HEALTH IS VITAL. IT'S EVERYTHING. It's also a bad time to fall sick, so please try not to fall sick. I know some might argue that people around us are sick, chances of getting sick is higher but hey... You can play your part too by taking vitamins and stuff like that. Just take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, will update again soon.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~ &amp;spades;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-8393824817098461151?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/8393824817098461151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=8393824817098461151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8393824817098461151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8393824817098461151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-being-sick.html' title='I hate being sick'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6408675245046522530</id><published>2009-05-06T01:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T04:22:48.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet my classmates~ [In the previous post I mentioned that I'll be uploading some pictures of my classmates]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBxE-ddPhI/AAAAAAAAA-I/A32bhp8NR0Q/s1600-h/Shikin_Diane3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332386289106632210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBxE-ddPhI/AAAAAAAAA-I/A32bhp8NR0Q/s320/Shikin_Diane3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Arial" color="white"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Shikin and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvnBij56I/AAAAAAAAA-A/rABlAoSPVZo/s1600-h/Jeremy_Varun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332384675025643426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvnBij56I/AAAAAAAAA-A/rABlAoSPVZo/s320/Jeremy_Varun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jeremy and Varun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvnD5VHPI/AAAAAAAAA94/TkOG6iJ5t0Y/s1600-h/Jake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332384675658013938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvnD5VHPI/AAAAAAAAA94/TkOG6iJ5t0Y/s320/Jake.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Jake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvmxForhI/AAAAAAAAA9w/0msjbR3w2vw/s1600-h/Eugene.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332384670609354258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBvmxForhI/AAAAAAAAA9w/0msjbR3w2vw/s320/Eugene.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; Eugene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrita5tI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gmO0nYo6nvw/s1600-h/DDM-1A-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352866811832018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrita5tI/AAAAAAAAA9o/gmO0nYo6nvw/s320/DDM-1A-03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;My classmates and I - On our way to Food Court 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrXYSiyI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ESkgCxcQVZk/s1600-h/BanHock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352863770413858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrXYSiyI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ESkgCxcQVZk/s320/BanHock.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Ban Hock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrK3whII/AAAAAAAAA9Y/3wl5s0HkhJ4/s1600-h/Alvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352860412740738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSrK3whII/AAAAAAAAA9Y/3wl5s0HkhJ4/s320/Alvin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Alvin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSq5tg89I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/FZwHjZTx5PE/s1600-h/0_SyaFIQ2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352855806374866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSq5tg89I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/FZwHjZTx5PE/s320/0_SyaFIQ2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Joanne's Pet - SyaFiQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSqmifL-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/67WSiuKCCQM/s1600-h/0_Sani.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352850659848162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBSqmifL-I/AAAAAAAAA9I/67WSiuKCCQM/s320/0_Sani.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Sani&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5ynfFeI/AAAAAAAAA9A/y1xnclof59Q/s1600-h/0_Eugene_Shikin(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352012088448482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5ynfFeI/AAAAAAAAA9A/y1xnclof59Q/s320/0_Eugene_Shikin(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Eugene and Shikin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR57fL3II/AAAAAAAAA84/dvN5nNsehGo/s1600-h/0_Diane_Shikin(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352014469553282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR57fL3II/AAAAAAAAA84/dvN5nNsehGo/s320/0_Diane_Shikin(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Shikin and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5xiqIdI/AAAAAAAAA8w/l3L6hJ1w6hw/s1600-h/0_Diane_Joanne2(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352011799765458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5xiqIdI/AAAAAAAAA8w/l3L6hJ1w6hw/s320/0_Diane_Joanne2(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Joanne and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5mE_mWI/AAAAAAAAA8o/r7QoeynUu1U/s1600-h/SYAfiq_Shikin_Diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332352008722553186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBR5mE_mWI/AAAAAAAAA8o/r7QoeynUu1U/s320/SYAfiq_Shikin_Diane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;SYAfiq, Shikin and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81MHJIWrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/oKI826OasP0/s1600-h/Joanne_pool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332038966022003378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81MHJIWrI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/oKI826OasP0/s320/Joanne_pool.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Joanne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81L1FWScI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/D2fAu4R7854/s1600-h/Jamie_JR_Shiin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332038961174301122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81L1FWScI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/D2fAu4R7854/s320/Jamie_JR_Shiin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Jamie, Jun Rong and Yi Xuan (Shiin). (:&lt;br&gt;Ohhhhh... Look at JR's cheek. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LmON5hI/AAAAAAAAA8I/BjqhWnZtdH8/s1600-h/Jake_Shikin_Nadya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332038957184968210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LmON5hI/AAAAAAAAA8I/BjqhWnZtdH8/s320/Jake_Shikin_Nadya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Jake, Shikin and Nadya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LQLEWnI/AAAAAAAAA8A/P8UuiQ405t0/s1600-h/Diane_270409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332038951266179698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LQLEWnI/AAAAAAAAA8A/P8UuiQ405t0/s320/Diane_270409.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;Whoelse? &lt;b&gt;Silencer-D&lt;/b&gt; posing for the camera. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LZyT3UI/AAAAAAAAA74/hOteOOknglY/s1600-h/Arshak_JunRong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332038953846693186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sf81LZyT3UI/AAAAAAAAA74/hOteOOknglY/s320/Arshak_JunRong.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;A game of Pool, anyone?&lt;br&gt;Arshak and JR~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6408675245046522530?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6408675245046522530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6408675245046522530&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6408675245046522530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6408675245046522530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/05/pictures.html' title='Pictures~'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SgBxE-ddPhI/AAAAAAAAA-I/A32bhp8NR0Q/s72-c/Shikin_Diane3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-4509611896775655532</id><published>2009-04-28T22:55:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T00:45:27.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to school!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me summarise my week so far (since school start).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to school for after many months since last December after my final year examination. I'm just trying my best to adapt to school. WELCOME FRESHMEN D!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with my female classmates at Dover 8.20AM. First lesson, Mathematics! Boohoo! Matrices! I HATE MATHEMATICS. *sigh* Oh well, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel it's tough. Oh well, got to do some revision and more practice is needed! Furthermore, I'm only an N level student, whereas my classmates are like O level students. So... Pardon me if I'm a little slow and stuff like that during Mathematics lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next lesson of the day - "Critical Reasoning Skills" (erm? Did I get that right?) Anyway, it's all about reasoning. That equals to research, getting your facts - Yes people, know your facts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I brought my cardigan. The room was cold. Oh well, I'm so used to it! I always have to bring a jacket or my cardigan to school when I was in ITE College East, soooooo... It makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch it was OOPM - Object Oriented Programming for Multimedia. Grr... Programming again. Ok, this time actionscript. I wonder how if it's Java, think I'll have to revise and refresh my memory as I don't think I can remember! (Oh, I remember in ITE my lecturer Mr Peter loves his "Hello World". HAHAHAHA... Ahh... Good old memories!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class dismissed at 4pm. Went home, was so tired. The train is always full of people. *sigh* Thankfully I didn't bring laptop on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I forgot to add that in the morning I receive a text message from this particular person saying "Ni adik diane eh budak 1st yr... Ni __________ 2nd yr... Haha... 1st day in sch kan... Take care eh.. Be gd in sch.. Siapa2 bully bilang _____ nanti _____ turun, wahahahaha..." ,6.43AM (and I just came out from the shower).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. Yes, fill in the blanks. (: I'm so nice to expose who said that but you know what? Monday BLUES but upon reading it, I kind of smiled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st April 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Tuesday and guess what's the first lesson of the day? DRAWING! Grr... I'm bad at it. I'm just so envious of people who can REALLY draw. *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother Danish (four years younger than me) is able to draw and I? I can't! However, I feel I write better than him (though he'll always say he can match me, then again... I beg to differ in such case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things that I am envious of about my brother. He draws well, has better Science grades than me (usually?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in some aspects he's better than me. Then again, there are some things that I'm better than him. So I guess that shows - Everyone is good at something. Though I don't really know what I'm really good at. Hey, just look at it this way... That person may be good at a certain thing and you are not, but does the other person know something that you're quite good at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Ms Sharlin brought my class to the Business IT Library for a tour before we were dismissed for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, it was DVDE - Digital Visual Design. My Personal Tutor is teaching us in this module - Mr Leon Chua. (Eh? Reminds me of Leon Lim that 'bully'. LOL - Hmm? Hopefully he's not like that now? Oops.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Mr Leon Chua seems to be a nice person and you know what? I feel that I got to learn to be much more creative. I feel that I lack of that somehow. I'm not tooooooo creative. That's just so sad. Oh well, I'll try! &lt;i&gt;"...start a brand new story, a brand new dimension"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, it's 3DF - 3D Fundamentals. I always see students using Maya in ITE C.E and I don't get a chance to learn that as I was like in Info-Communications Technology so... I learn different things. However, I'll be able to do so now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Our Nation, Our World (ONOW). It's more of like a Character Developement module. Ok, so some might argue and say it's more like Social Studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the day we started to bond as a class. To talk to each other, be friends, getting to know each other and stuff like that. It wasn't really that hard for me to talk but of course, you need the courage to talk too. It may be look easy and yes, it could be BUT at times in certain circumstance, it could be tough to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... That's not the point. The point is, when you're in a class, let's just talk. Come on, we're going to be classmates for the whole year, so might as well just talk right? Furthermore, a class of 20 - What more do you want? Wouldn't that be easier than having a class of 40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we have started to bond with each other, guess what? We went to eat lunch together. Yes, as a class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't that cool? It's like "wow", out of the blue we just started being friendlier to each other and stuff like that. Oh, wait... I don't mean WE were mean to each other then. No, we were not. It's just that the first two days it's like there's two groups? The male and the female and now, it's like 2 become 1. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the module after lunch~ MATHEMATICS! Grr... I'm trying very hard to understand and all. Boohoo! Lesson ended at 3pm. Woohoo!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, Thursday! Lesson starts at 10AM and the first lesson was... OOPM - Object Oriented Programming for Multimedia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch!~ Then... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinky D. I wore pink top and pink skirt. Shikin was cheeky by teasing me "Oh, your 'friend'. Ohhhh... Ok", with a cheeky grin on her face when I wore that and told her that I'll be meeting my friend after school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, back to the pink outfit. Well, it goes well with my red OP pump shoes but 'someone' complaint about my LOVELY (Chelsea) bag as it's blue and it spoils it (the colour coordination). Who is that person? You'll find out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, basically I was early. I am only like once or twice late in that week and I'm only a few minutes late? So... To people who always love complaining that "Diane is always late". It goes out to prove that it isn't really true. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, lesson starts at 9AM (ends at 11AM). 3DF - 3D Fundamentals. Yawns. Sleepy me. I have yet to buy the Maya book that Mr Faizal recommended. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch with my classmates after school at FC3 (Food Court 3) while I waited for that 'someone' to finish class. Ok, that 'someone' had telematch that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went off at about 12.10pm. However, while I was at the MRT station... I had to like purposely miss 5 trains as that 'someone' was still having telematch. Which means, if 1 train takes 5 minutes to arrive, 5 trains would be like 5 times 5 which equals to 25 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I waited for like 25 minutes at Dover MRT station before I board the train to City Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am early again. Yes, Friday seems to be good huh? Early D. So I waited for that 'person' for like 5 to 7 minutes. However, there's a twist to it! THAT PERSON CAME WITH ANOTHER PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall reveal it then. Naqiah came with Fiqah! Fiqah and Naqiah already 'tag-team'. Naqiah knew Fiqah was coming along but I don't! ...because when I asked Fiqah, Fiqah said she had work! Grr... Boohoo. Cheat my feelings. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was happy to meet up with them. However, I feel cheated. HAHAHA. Nah. Ok, I was just kidding. Just that it was unexpected. Well? They wanted to surprise me. So ok... "Surprise D!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have not eaten lunch so we went to Marina Square to have lunch at Long John Silver. Fiqah and Naqiah went to order while I wait for them. Hmm? Seeing them eat, makes me feel uneasy to watch. Not that I'm hungry! Mind you, I already had my lunch. Just that, both of them eating and I just watch them? I feel awkward. Oh well, I got myself the Chocolate Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to Esplanade to chill out and took some pictures! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those days, those memories... So, while chilling out and taking pictures, we talked about our current school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... You know, I really do miss those days! I miss everything but hey, got to look forward and cherish it. Hmm? Then again, friends will always be friends. Doesn't mean now that we're in a different school, we forget about all the old friends. No way! I'm one who would remember my old friends no matter what. Hmm? Ok, if that particular friend looks very different, of course I can't recognise. So pardon me if that happens!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Went off at about 4pm. While on my way home in the MRT, my mother to inform me not to buy anything as my dad already bought some food home. Oh well, I had a good week so far. Though I feel it'll be kind of hectic in some ways but grr... Got to endure. Well, TGIF - Thank God It's Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WEEKENDS&lt;/b&gt; - skip skip skip! Fast forward to Monday again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27th April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Grr... Monday Blues. Here we go again. Mathematics with Mr Qian. Oh dear... However, OOPM lesson was cancelled! So... Instead of going home, we (the class) headed to SPGG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the Clubhouse, I just watched some of my classmates play Pool, while some went to play Bowling. I don't know how to play both. Oops. How embarrassing! (Err? I know how to play virtual pool. *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... We took some (some? wrong! MANY) pictures too! ...Using JR's (Jun Rong) camera. Handle with care please! Drop his camera or you damage it, you die! Unless you have $2k. Costly huh? Especially a 4-Digit amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Will upload the pictures soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28th April&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday to Mr Evil Bear, Ashik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent him a MMS -&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy Birthday&lt;br&gt;May you be more wise &amp; nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stop being bloody EVIL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Eh? Wise and nice sound almost the same eh? HAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, kind of boring somehow. I feel the day is like a little slow for me. Don't know why but yeah, just feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Will update soon!~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-4509611896775655532?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/4509611896775655532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=4509611896775655532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4509611896775655532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4509611896775655532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-school.html' title='Back to school!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-4240261651480389187</id><published>2009-04-19T05:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:42:56.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you god (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size-"2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Face me, sitting in my memory,&lt;br&gt;Hold me, I remember&lt;br&gt;Face me, sitting in my memory,&lt;br&gt;Hold me, I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we argue, constantly&lt;br&gt;disagree, about everything&lt;br&gt;distance, nothing new for me&lt;br&gt;I feel uneasy, under this thing&lt;br&gt;thoughts away&lt;br&gt;the heavenly...", &lt;b&gt;"In My Memory" - Tiësto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to &lt;b&gt;Tiësto&lt;/b&gt; now. I was previously listening to "In My Memory", currently I am listening to "Flight 643". I like that song. Trance baby trance~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all... I am a happy girl for the past week or so and with that I would like to thank god for everything. Thank you god for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a rollercoaster ride. Sometimes it's up, sometimes it's down. Yes, I know I tend to use that sentence over and over again but hey, it's true. Life is like a wonderful journey, life is like a mystery. Is there such a thing called "forever"? I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me recap my past week or so as it has been a good one and one that makes me really happy. Basically, I wanted to type out my happy days so that when I look back and read in the future, at least it's one that would make me smile and remember of the good times that I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BASICALLY, nobody is perfect but I always try to be a good daughter to my parents. I feel sad if I do let them down. I don't want to let them down, I want them to feel proud of their daughter. Well, my parents are pretty average people who does not have too HIGH EXPECTATIONS. Of course there would be like some standards but they're quite realistic people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot really compare my parents as they are both different people and it would be unfair if I were to say who is better. Just like anybody, you'll definitely have the good and the bad points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alright, let me begin with the &lt;big&gt;recap&lt;/big&gt;. Let's start with &lt;u&gt;7th of April&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday,7th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did woke up earlier than usual and my mother was surprised actually. So I took a shower and waited for my mother to get ready before leaving. Went to return my library books first at White Sands Library and of course I did borrow a magazine and this Italian phrase book. (Si? [Yes, in Italian] Did I hear you say, "What?? Again??" Sadly,yes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went to Courts Megastore at Tampines. Well, Courts Megastore isn't too far away from my place. If I were to take bus, it would be a few stops only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we reached there, we had dinner. My mother was hungry then. So alright, dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*As you can see in the pictures*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOaX3WkXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gSYuBHcBNI4/s1600-h/DSC01077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOaX3WkXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gSYuBHcBNI4/s320/DSC01077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718674262200690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOavqHyGI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pvd7emg_ijQ/s1600-h/DSC01080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOavqHyGI/AAAAAAAAA6o/pvd7emg_ijQ/s320/DSC01080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718680649156706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOa1bFjKI/AAAAAAAAA6w/pOFucdo3yoI/s1600-h/DSC01075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOa1bFjKI/AAAAAAAAA6w/pOFucdo3yoI/s320/DSC01075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326718682196708514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and after which, we went window-shopping before heading to Giant. Well, basically my mother wanted to buy some things there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, 8th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much. Oh wait. THERE WAS! Champions League match - Liverpool vs Chelsea. I was undecided if I should watch the match as I booked a slot to configure my notebook the following day and I booked the 9AM slot! I scared I would be tired and I'm undecided because I'm afraid I'll be upset with the results at Anfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Torres drew first blood and I was in pain. Ok, it wasn't too bad because I did not switch on the television to watch but I checked the score. The pain, oh the pain! Well, it was in the 6th minute! Goodness me. How can I not feel upset and worried?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That changed 5 minutes before half-time when Branislav Ivanovic scored. Woohoo! I was kind of relieved. At half-time I was thinking if I should watch. Oh boy. I missed all the action! Darn. I was kind of like kicking myself for not watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I did switch on the television to watch the last 10 minutes of the game but I guess I was a little too late as I missed the goals!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, I watched the highlights before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, 9th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6.30AM and it's like I only slept for about one and a half hours or a little more like that. Anyway, I actually did not feel that tired. Probably Chelsea won? Which makes me really happy? HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Energetic D woke up and went straight to the toilet to take a shower. I came out from the toilet at about 7AM and I was getting dressed and I actually questioned myself "Do I feel tired? Or I am just not tired?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange question? Well, I was actually wondering. I left the house at about 7.55AM. Ok, I intended to leave the house at 7.45AM but I was eating my breakfast before I left. I reached school at about 9.10AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a newbie, a freshman I feel kind of 'dumb' but I kind of acted cool. Oops. HAHA. Ok, well? I just tell myself to remain calm and cool - Do not panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess how long it took me? I started at about 10.10AM and I only finish at 2.10PM! That's like &lt;u&gt;4 HOURS&lt;/u&gt;!! I was kind of like freezing in the room but thankfully, I brought my cardigan with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I also would like to thank Faiz for being nice to call me and chat with me to keep me accompanied while I installed the programs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, at the eleventh hour FIQAH COULD NOT MAKE IT! SHE HAD TO WORK. Actually, Fiqah, Guo Dong and I planned to meet up but darn, SHE HAD TO WORK. Why does her boss always have to spoil our plans? Why does her boss always have to do such thing? It's her off day anyway. Grr... Poor Fiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after my configuration, I decided to go home. When I was at the MRT station, I was really blind! Wang Junyong was like in front of me waving and I didn't realise it was him until I look again for the second time then I realised it's him. My my my. Too blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just chat with him (well? he was with his friend) and stuff like that. I haven't eat my lunch, so... When I reached Pasir Ris, I decided to buy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPp4tsx2I/AAAAAAAAA64/bduqghJ8Xwo/s1600-h/DSC01081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPp4tsx2I/AAAAAAAAA64/bduqghJ8Xwo/s320/DSC01081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720040289748834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPqNvYtAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/N-5cp62Th2g/s1600-h/DSC01083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPqNvYtAI/AAAAAAAAA7A/N-5cp62Th2g/s320/DSC01083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720045933966338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPqMxYDQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/8GR2T5bF1-s/s1600-h/DSC01100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexPqMxYDQI/AAAAAAAAA7I/8GR2T5bF1-s/s320/DSC01100.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720045673876738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy!~ It's been a while I last ate it and hurray, I did so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 10th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was GOOD FRIDAY. Nothing much but I was just relaxing. Hmm? If I recall correctly, I had pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturaday, 11th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally clean my wardrobe. Yes, my cupboard has been messy for months. Grr... How irritating and finally I kept my words to really CLEAN IT. See mummy, I told you I will do so before school starts. I really do keep my words. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mother didn't really believe that I would actually clean it because I kept saying that I would, end up I always did not and so... I FINALLY DID. See, told her that I would do before school starts and I am TRUE TO MY WORDS. I kept my words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's better now. It's pleasing to my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea won. 4 - 3 against Bolton Wanderers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 12th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family day as usual. My father and my brother went off first while my mother and I joined them later. Met my father and brother at Jurong Point. When I reached there it was probably 5 something which was close to 6pm (it takes about an hour from Pasir Ris to Boon Lay). I cannot remember the exact time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Banquet before going window-shopping. Mum bought some cookies and asked me to choose for one of them. Hmm, after which we just walked around Jurong Point and then we went to John Little. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexP_NaZzgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/6qV4FGr2MO0/s1600-h/DSC01127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexP_NaZzgI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/6qV4FGr2MO0/s320/DSC01127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326720406623211010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_DAD0xI/AAAAAAAAA7g/z8V8UGnu5b8/s1600-h/DSC01132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_DAD0xI/AAAAAAAAA7g/z8V8UGnu5b8/s320/DSC01132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721503339991826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you mum! &amp;hearts;&lt;br&gt;Mum was really kind. She remember me saying "I've been using my wallet for quite a while, it's been like 3 years since Secondary 4" in the past few weeks. However, I did not ask her to buy it for me, the reason I said that was because my mother asked me "Don't you want to change your wallet?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, THANK YOU MUM!~ &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts; It's not about the price or brand or whatever, it's about appreciating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, 13th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRESHMEN ORIENTATION PROGRAMME! Orientation week. Boohoo. I met Wang Junyong at Pasir Ris MRT at noon but I was a few minutes late as the bus was travelling really slow. I apologised to him for having to wait for me (even though it was a few minutes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We missed the train, so we took the other train which would depart like in 8 minutes time. Oh boy. We reached Dover close to 1pm and happened that Junyong's friend took the same train as us, so he walked with us to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that we go our seperate ways. Well, his friend seemed friendly (though I thought he may be fierce or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made friends with this girl - Dashini. However, she isn't my classmate! Grr... She's in 1A/02, whereas I'm in 1A/03. Oh well, nevermind. Orientation wasn't that bad actually. Yes, there were talks and some performance but hey, it wasn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The orientation programme ended at about 5pm and Ratna called me. She somehow kept me accompanied when in the train. However, we got cut-off when we were at Tiong Bahru or around Outram if not wrong. Boohoo. I texted her then to apologise. When she replied me, I was kind of sleepy already. I think it was after I replied her message that I actually dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dozed off for about 20 minutes I guess? I dozed off when I was at Raffles Place and I woke up when it was at Tanah Merah. Oh well... Sleepy D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, my parents wanted to go to Courts Megastore to buy a new fan. So ok, I just drink a sip of water, a bite of the nugget that my mother cooked, washed my hands and feet before going out with them. I changed to slippers too. We went to White Sands first to have dinner. Dinner at KFC before we headed to Courts Megastore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, 14th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of ORIENTATION PROGRAMME. Woke up at 6.30AM to get ready to go to school. Grr... I had to bring my notebook. Imagine carrying "weight". My notebook weighs 2.4 kilograms (with battery)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Dashini at Dover, I was a few minutes late. To be exact like 3 minutes late. We kind of lost our way but we followed the map so we somehow managed to get to the place in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I met my new classmate Joanne. Boy, you know my first impression of her was "She look fierce". HAHA. Well, she's actually a nice person. You know like what they say "Don't be deceive by its looks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my new classmates and I'm happy actually. Joanne, Shikin, Adeline, Jamie, Nadya and Yue Hong (sorry if I spell wrongly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it wasn't that bad or boring that some might say because I met nice classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, 15th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.45AM, Tuesday night - Wednesday morning. CHELSEA versus LIVERPOOL. What a crazy game! Boy boy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY OUTCOME, CHELSEA THROUGH TO THE SEMI-FINAL! Woohoo! Super Frank does it again. Full Time: 4 - 4. (Aggregate: 7 - 5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my mother to White Sands to exchange something. I was a little grumpy. I don't know why. Probably I did not eat before leaving the house? Well, I wasn't like that after I ate! I was happy after I do so. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry mum. I didn't mean to. I just couldn't control my temper. I was kind of grumpy I don't know why. However, I wasn't like that after I have eaten!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, 16th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLAG DAY. We were kind of confused to where to meet. However, we just decided to go straight to the venue. Met up with Joanne, Shikin and Adeline at Raffles Place. Dashini's venue is at Aljunied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a few minutes late - About 3 minutes late. Yes, I don't know why this week I'm always 3 minutes late! Boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, flag day was ok. I have to smile all the time and I always remind myself "If the person doesn't want to donate, it's ok. Just thank the person and smile". Oh boy, it was tiring. Some people are really nice people but there are some who are just so arrogant. It's like they look at us as beggars. Thinking that we want their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for charity and I'm doing it for charity. I don't need their money and I'm pleased with what I have. I mean if you don't want to donate or don't have change, it's ok. At least a nod or a smile will do. I will not get angry, would you get angry? I mean at least you are being acknowledged. What I can't stand is when one gives you the arrogant look like you owe them a living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO!~ I don't know you and I'm just doing my part for the President's Challenge. To give that look it disgust me but oh well, there are such people in Singapore. I feel it's also a good time to see what kind of people Singaporeans are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that gave that 'disgusting' look, I just don't know what to say to them. I don't want to get mad over this as it isn't worth my time. Time will tell I guess? Ever heard of karma? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_eIELnI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pMFB14sXTJY/s1600-h/DSC01147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_eIELnI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pMFB14sXTJY/s320/DSC01147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721510621326962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 17th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO TIRED. I woke up late. My brother attended his school annual Speech Day. Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 18th April 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at about 4pm. Grr... Hmm, checked my school email to see if my name is in the list and I saw my name in the list. That means I will be able to collect my EzLink card this Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to buy MRT concession! Got to buy MRT concession! GOT TO, GOT TO! $43 for it but I feel it's worth it. I don't know if I should buy the Hybrid one (For MRT and bus). That would cost me $93 but I'm afraid it won't be worth it. I guess I'll get the MRT one then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh! FA Cup at midnight. Arsenal versus CHELSEA. I watched the game and oh boy, Theo Walcott (Yes, that cutie [still prefer him clean-shaved]) drew first blood against CHELSEA (again). Grr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it took a deflection off Ashley Cole somehow. Anyway, CHELSEA struck back! Florent Malouda! Oh boy... I'm confused to what to say about him. For the past few games, he actually has been playing well in my opinion. Hmm? Should Chelsea still sell him in the summer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that was a nice goal by him. I have to say after Theo Walcott scored, Chelsea seemed to be really attacking. Hurray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second half, Chelsea were attacking but don't really seem to threaten Lukaz Fabianski in goal. As the clock was ticking I started to feel nervous. In my mind, I was like "Oh god, what if Arsenal scored? Will Chelsea score? Do we need extra time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then decided to eat a Snickers (Almond) bar. Can't help it, got to make myself feel good. I needed to use the toilet so ok, I missed a few minutes of action. When I came out, I saw Chelsea celebrating. Dang! That's where I was like "I missed it!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, I managed to watch the replay of the goal. Hurray! Didier Drogba does it again. I bet Arsenal fans must be hating him as he was the player that broke Arsenal hearts two years ago in the Carling Cup final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for CHELSEA! Chelsea in the finals! Woohoo! I REALLY HOPE CHELSEA WILL WIN IT. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_e0OTAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/wK1JCbwdpJg/s1600-h/DSC01150_snickers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexQ_e0OTAI/AAAAAAAAA7w/wK1JCbwdpJg/s320/DSC01150_snickers.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326721510806539266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLUE IS THE COLOUR!~&amp;hearts;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Alright, that kind of wraps up everything that happened in my life for the past week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog soon when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo &amp;hearts;&amp;spades;&amp;hearts;&amp;spades;&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-4240261651480389187?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/4240261651480389187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=4240261651480389187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4240261651480389187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4240261651480389187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank you god (:'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SexOaX3WkXI/AAAAAAAAA6g/gSYuBHcBNI4/s72-c/DSC01077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-2708261860409790021</id><published>2009-04-12T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T05:27:48.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO: some randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's going to be very random in this entry. No specific topics or whatsoever. I just want to speak my mind out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I've yet to configure my laptop. I've not done so. Boohoo. Ok, I will in the next few days. (I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on now. You know these few days I've been so addicted to "Beauty and The Geek". Got to watch all 5 season again. Ok, I did not watch Season 4 (only a the first episode) and 5. I watched Season 1 last week. Season 3 is my favourite. I've watched Season 3 a few times. Probably twice or thrice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People often judge people by their looks. Like what they say "Do not judge a book by its cover". Then again, sometimes we as human always or should I say tend to do so. If you were given a choice to pick, which would you pick? Beauty or Brains?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess most people would choose Beauty. Who doesn't want to look GREAT? Hmm... Well, how about having both? Wouldn't that be great? *grins* Well, I'll just leave it to you to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YouTube has "Beauty and The Geek", you should check it out. I'm just addicted to the show and I'm as usual addicted to the internet. Oh dear. How bad can that be? Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on now, I went to school on Thursday and was supposed to meet with Fiqah, Guo Dong and Naqiah. Hmm? Ok, so in the end Naqiah couldn't join us. However, while I was in school still waiting for the installation to be completed, I decided to text Fiqah and coincidentally, she just ended her phone conversation with her manager just as I texted her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo! I wasn't expecting such last minute thing! Her manager is like mistreating her? More like he's treating her as a dog. No offence though! Then again, come on... A number of times during her off day, he has to call her and ask (or probably demand?) that she come back to work as there aren't many staffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness me! Imagine if she has emergency matters and he were to do disturb her in a middle of something important. Oh my. Boohoo! There it goes again. Just as she was having her off day, when we had already planned two days in advance, he just have to spoil it... &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, no point dreading over it. Why? Simple. It's such a pain in the *you know where*. So I ended up going home after I was done with the configuration and all. Grr! It took so long. I reached at 9.10AM. I only got started with the installation about an hour later. It took me like 4 HOURS! Grr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I'm thankful Faiz called to chat with me (thank you!) and after which had a conference call with Fiqah and Guo Dong - Well? To discuss if the outing was still on or not. Oh well, other times then? Hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to hang out with my two good friends since I don't know when but the problem is, Fiqah is always "unavailable" and I'm sure you know what's the reason. (Just read the above and you'll understand, like do I need to explain?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, earlier on I finally clean my wardrobe. It was sooooo messy. Now? Ahhhhh! It isn't hurting my eyes. Gosh, I found out that I have some clothes that I never wear before. As you know, it's been in the cupboard for so long, of course I have to wash it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? I'm intending to buy another pair or two of jeans. I think one I would like a darker colour than my current one and the other? Hmm... I'll see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? I'll be starting my orientation this Monday! Boohoo. I'm a shy person, ok! (: Then again, I always try to be friendly and approachable. Yes, yes... I know some of you reading might be like "You sure or not?" // Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah and Naqiah will be starting school on the 13th of April and I will be having my orientation on the 13th, 14th and 16th. 16th - Flag day! Hmm, I guess I'll be going with Wang Junyong this coming Monday. Oh my god! I can't believe it's sooooooo soon! Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the company of Fiqah and Naqiah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked to see if my timetable is up and yes, it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 8.30AM to 4PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 10AM to 5PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: 9.30AM to 3PM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: 10AM to 4 or 5pm (Oops, kind of forget)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: 9AM to 11AM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Means... I have to wake up at 6AM on Monday, 7.30AM on Tuesday and Thursday, 7AM on Wednesday and 6.30AM on Friday. Boohoo... Got to get used to waking uo early again. When I was in Secondary I would wake up at 6AM and 7AM on Wednesday. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, am I looking forward to it? I don't know but I hope god will be kind to me. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off now. Will update when I have the time. My laptop battery is low now, got to get my adapter to charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh yes, Chelsea won! However, I wasn't impressed with the defending after Drogba and Lampard came off. Boohoo! Hopefully that will not happen again. Chelsea 4 - Bolton 3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SeEK41fEKUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/9WRnFzrCtOE/s1600-h/NDF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SeEK41fEKUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/9WRnFzrCtOE/s400/NDF.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323548206074964290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Something that I did the other time when I had some time]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-2708261860409790021?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/2708261860409790021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=2708261860409790021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2708261860409790021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/2708261860409790021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-some-randomness.html' title='HELLO: some randomness'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SeEK41fEKUI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/9WRnFzrCtOE/s72-c/NDF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7151846690171465092</id><published>2009-03-26T04:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:20:38.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up up up! Updated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since I last updated my blog. Ok, let me just highlight the events that occured in the past week or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 16th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had medical checkup and X-ray at SATA - Chai Chee. Woke up at 9am but I am so lazy, I went back to sleep for another half an hour. Woke up, I straight away went to take a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came out from the shower, got changed and I switched on my computer while I wait for my parents to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I am so addicted to the computer. Grr! Anyway, while using the computer I was also eating my breakfast. Yes, I know it's bad to eat in front of the computer. Oh dear... Got to get rid of that habit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started to rain after that. Boohoo! So we waited for the rain to stop before we left the house. I bumped into WANG (Junyong). I didn't expect to see him actually. Exchanged a few words before we wave bye and go our seperate ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents and I went to Standard Chartered Bank to pay my 1st semester fees ($1174.15) and I'm just so lazy to fill in my particulars so I did it in the bank. How horrible? HAHA. Oh well... I was clumsy too actually because ......... *I shall not say*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to eat our lunch and gosh, the Chicken Chop is a NO-NO! I am very disappointed with it. I forced myself to eat it actually. Gosh. Not tasty at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... Had a horrible lunch. Boohoo! After lunch, we went to SATA and I am soooooo blur! I don't often go to those clinics and such and I'm so blur. I mean, the queue part wasn't bad, I know you have to press to get a queue number. What I meant by BLUR was the later part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what "later" part? HAHA. The urine test part and the X-ray one. I can't believe I was blur but ok, I try and play it cool. Hmm... I shall not type it here. How embarrassing if I were to type what happened? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday, 17th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Live 'n' Loaded!&lt;/b&gt; You know, Angie (Xiaoqiang) changed a lot! HAHA. Last time in Secondary, usually I have to wait for her but this time, she waited for me! Hmm... It's good to see your good friend change and become a better person. Hmm? Then again, I guess I don't change that much? Maybe a bit but nothing major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even Angie said - "Your handwriting still about the same. Not much difference."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was glad to see her. We took a bus to Bishan and then met up with Ratna and her cousin, Dayah. Oh, oh! She's a Liverpool fan by the way and Angie fancies Arsenal. So... There you have it - Arsenal, Chelsea and a Liverpool fan. Ratna? Hmm... She's the referee (in case we start a debate, she can just issue a yellow card). LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to Thomson. While walking in to Mediacorp, something funny happened. I'm pretty sure Angie would remember what happened. Anyway, thanks Ratna for the wet tissue. I guess it's a good thing to bring along wet tissues with you as you would never know what might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Clara and her friends (Patricia and Darren). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I had fun. Took the train from Bishan with Angie, Clara and her friends. Clara and her friends alighted at Simei, so that means it's just myself and Angie. I miss those days! Those days in Secondary. They were amazing and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we once had an arguement but ok, I apologised later in the day. I also can't remember what it was but who says I don't apologise? SEE, I do apologise. So, you can't say I'm HEARTLESS or anything like that. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... "Suck my toes!" - Angie's favourite quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scujex-4qrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/fwOUMJilKs0/s1600-h/LNL_DSC00956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scujex-4qrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/fwOUMJilKs0/s400/LNL_DSC00956.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523534249503410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeW7WHRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/eslh2iyXzd8/s1600-h/LNL_DSC00955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeW7WHRI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/eslh2iyXzd8/s400/LNL_DSC00955.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523526986898706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeW6bfFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/jmyi0ABY6yk/s1600-h/LNL_DSC00954.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeW6bfFI/AAAAAAAAA4I/jmyi0ABY6yk/s400/LNL_DSC00954.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523526983056466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeT68j2I/AAAAAAAAA4A/X3hByua6aDQ/s1600-h/LNL_Angie-Diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujeT68j2I/AAAAAAAAA4A/X3hByua6aDQ/s400/LNL_Angie-Diane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523526179917666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Angie and I&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujdtmZwLI/AAAAAAAAA34/8_MGGmJY720/s1600-h/DSC00958(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScujdtmZwLI/AAAAAAAAA34/8_MGGmJY720/s400/DSC00958(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317523515893203122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukO9i3sbI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XjCbLtto91A/s1600-h/LNL_P1030716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 282px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukO9i3sbI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XjCbLtto91A/s400/LNL_P1030716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524361986945458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukOorkVMI/AAAAAAAAA4o/CvY8Vt6Bh44/s1600-h/LNL_P1030703.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukOorkVMI/AAAAAAAAA4o/CvY8Vt6Bh44/s400/LNL_P1030703.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524356386280642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Clara and I (above)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukOV6x4EI/AAAAAAAAA4g/2XaT8_5WyUo/s1600-h/LNL_P1030694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukOV6x4EI/AAAAAAAAA4g/2XaT8_5WyUo/s400/LNL_P1030694.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524351349809218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8h7VFXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YVOgZkZenfU/s1600-h/DSC00970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8h7VFXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YVOgZkZenfU/s320/DSC00970.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535040451974514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;(When I removed my vest - When I am at home; Using flash. HAHAHA. Well? I don't have perfect skin, so what am I supposed to do? Lighting does help. Anyway, I love that t-shirt that I'm wearing as it's comfortable but that cost $35!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukPNWBUUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/wmFyhWFcdVA/s1600-h/LNL_Utt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukPNWBUUI/AAAAAAAAA5A/wmFyhWFcdVA/s400/LNL_Utt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524366228017474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukPPbeJJI/AAAAAAAAA44/mdklzFiKl9E/s1600-h/LNL_PaulTwohill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ScukPPbeJJI/AAAAAAAAA44/mdklzFiKl9E/s400/LNL_PaulTwohill.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317524366787749010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't have to tell you who are those, do I? (above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 19th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guo Dong's 19th birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday, 21st March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my family. Had dinner at Century Square, Food Culture. I had Fish and Chips for dinner. Hmm... Still, I feel Food Culture's Western Stall is still better than the one at Bedok (Banquet). (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday, 20th March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receive a package from the NAVY. They've been sending since my first year in ITE. It does look attractive when I see the basic starting pay but then again, I'm not interested in it. Hmm... It can be kind of flattering in a way. (However, as you can see in the picture, the flip flop were a little bit big!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8IL5f0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/3llnqvN0dR4/s1600-h/DSC01012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8IL5f0I/AAAAAAAAA5w/3llnqvN0dR4/s320/DSC01012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535033542147906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8e_Zd1I/AAAAAAAAA54/U5eda8TVof8/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8e_Zd1I/AAAAAAAAA54/U5eda8TVof8/s320/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535039663732562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8WAGofI/AAAAAAAAA6A/MNrNxq72VgA/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8WAGofI/AAAAAAAAA6A/MNrNxq72VgA/s320/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535037250773490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8nGKmkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_7z1lEyl2i8/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scut8nGKmkI/AAAAAAAAA6I/_7z1lEyl2i8/s320/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317535041839602242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Monday, 23rd March 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the enrolment at Singapore Polytechnic (SP). My enrolment was at 11AM, so I woke up at 8.30AM and I left the house 9.50AM. While I was in the bus, on my way to the interchange, I text Ratna to ask where is she now and that I might be a little late as we earlier on planned to meet at 10.55AM. I reached the interchange at about 10.05AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out Ratna just woke up. I took my time then since she just woke up. So I took the train at about 10.20AM. The train departed at 10.25AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I was at Tiong Bahru or something when I texted Ratna again and she told me that her cousin, Dayah would be there. Ok, I was so blur when I reached Dover. I was like looking for her, so I called Ratna. Oh my. I cannot remember how many times I called and texted her that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, finally I found Dayah. She standing on the other side, whereas I was standing on the other side towards the entrance of Singapore Polytechic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She accompanied me for the enrolment. Thanks anyway! Oh boy. I feel that I look like a zombie in my Student Admission Card. HAHAHA. Boohoo. I don't know, I just feel tired as the previous night I had problems sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train to City Hall, and that's how we met Ratna. She was in the train and so, we went to Funan to have our lunch before they went to apply for a job. However, we went to Times Bookstore first and it's like we spent one hour in the bookstore. Well, it was an interesting time there. Says who bookstore equals to BORING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on my way home, I met my brother with his friends. He got his Schecter guitar and he's one happy boy. He's been talking about it since I don't know when. He sold his Epiphone Les Paul Custom (If I'm not wrong! Which means he's left with his standard) and got a Schecter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Oh, Ashik's buddy is in the hospital. May he recover soon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 25th March&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aida and Pearline's Birthday. HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!~ (: Even though we're not in the same school already and we don't often chat nowadays, I'll still remember.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, was supposed to go out with my mother but who knows I was sooooooo tired that I slept through till late afternoon. End up, my mother cancelled the plan. Sorry mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, till here then. I'm lazy to type already. Will update when I have the time.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(...and oh! I saw myself on TV in "Live 'n' Loaded" on the 19th March. The one that was wearing the purple tee with white vest. HAHA. You would have also spotted Angie a few times.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7151846690171465092?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7151846690171465092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7151846690171465092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7151846690171465092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7151846690171465092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/03/up-up-up-updated.html' title='Up up up! Updated...'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Scujex-4qrI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/fwOUMJilKs0/s72-c/LNL_DSC00956.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7092798357553017240</id><published>2009-03-09T06:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T08:09:50.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shouldn't I be jumping for joy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let me ask you a question.&lt;/b&gt; If you got into your first choice (be it the school, course or in whatever), how would you react? The obvious answer is - JUMP WITH JOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, how long would that last? So ok, probably the first time you would be really pleased and excited because you got your desired choice. Some might even say - "Wow! You're so lucky!" or "Shut up! You serious? Oh my god!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, that joy just faded somehow. Yes? No? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? That's how I feel when I got my posting result. Honestly the day before the posting result, friends chatting with me on MSN keep mentioning about it and I got irritated as I was actually worried about it! I told them to stop talking about it as I don't want to think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPAE POSTING RESULTS day - The release of the results were at 2pm and I was in the showering very nervous but when I came out and switched on my laptop I just tell myself to calm down. I had mixed feelings I guess? However, I'm more of like a mute person. I was really soooooo silent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logged in and when I read it, I keep quiet still. Read it again to make sure I read correctly and guess what? I just laughed like a mad person as I couldn't believe what I saw on the screen. After which, I was like - "Yes yes! Yes! Woooooo! Yes! Mummy! Mummy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called my mother over to take a look as I thought my eyes played tricks on me. She came over and read it and congratulated me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am surprised and pleased with it but then again, after a while, it just faded slowly and after a while, I'll just go "No big deal right?" (Some are surprised because previously I didn't consider the school as a choice but you know, human can change their mind and it's because of the course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but I'm still questioning myself - Why do I feel that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must thank god for everything that he has given as the almighty one has been kind to me even though along the way I do face obstacles that I have to overcome (Isn't that what life is about?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having things that do go my way most of the times and probably at times I am a lucky girl, I still have this thought of - "What's holding me back?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just have this fear, and sometimes I just feel very confident. Sometimes I afraid, sometimes I'm just consolling myself and motivate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why why why... Do I feel this way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I afraid of? Why do I feel this way? How come I have to feel this way? I just don't know the answer to it. Honestly, I just feel like... I just don't know what to say. It's like there's something missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I guess I shouldn't be complaining and all. I am happy with the things I have in life. Then again as you know in life, nothing is perfect so there'll be some downs in life too. However, with everything that I have and all, I guess I have to be fortunate and thank god for everything in my life. I guess I'm just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no angel. I am not 100 percent innocent BUT I always try to be a good person. When I say "try", that doesn't mean I am faking it, what I mean is you can't always be good all the time right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're angry, you may curse, swear, throw things or maybe even react violently. When you're emotional, probably you'll breakdown and cry. Say silly things and things like that. I don't mean "TRY" as in pretending to be good. That's not what I mean and I don't think I am like that! Why would I pretend to be good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Anyway, &lt;b&gt;thank you god for everything.&lt;/b&gt; I appreciate the things that I have and the things that I have been given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Ok, it's nice to get into your first choice. Who doesn't like it? Anybody who gets into their first choice would definitely be HAPPY like a mad dog. Oops. Ok, I didn't mean it that way. (Just kidding! ...on the mad dog part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I just say it already? Hmm... Maybe not. I'm taking it in a different approach. I just want to remain low profile. I remembered being all so happy and all that I sort of like go around and ask classmates and stuff like that in which some would just call me ARROGANT or ACTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is soooooo wrong! I mean, it's a human reaction. If you did well or you achieved something, of course you will be happy and stuff like that. However, I was often being called that by some classmates. Those that said that were ones that I don't quite fancy actually. *oops* (Oh well...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I just... I just... I don't know. Some things that I used to do in the past, now... I just don't do it anymore or just simply lost touch of it or lost interest in it. Boohoo! (Can be a bad thing at times I guess?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, SOME HAVE GOTTEN THEIR ENROLMENT PACKAGE but I'm still waiting for it. I asked Junyong on Saturday and he said he have not received it yet too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be in the same school as two of my Secondary classmates (but different course) - Wang Junyong and Ping Kee. W.J.Y (Wang Junyong), which I always call him in Secondary is a nice friend. I remember all those nonsense that we had. When I looked back and reflect, oh boy... It was funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would somehow "brag" to each other saying - "Eh! I am top for Chinese", in which I would say "Eh! I am top for English". Those were the days. I remember he likes to say this "Diane, where are you? Diane, oi! Don't hide." How idiotic? He said that because he's taller than me (like probably by 20cm)! Boohoo. Then again, he is kind somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting Ping Kee, that genius with a little bit of... *ahem* Shall not spill the beans (later people think he's really a .....rt - Ahem), I would say he's a smart guy. Unfortunately, he is colour blind! How sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Those were the days, I miss those days! Makes me smile when I look back at it. Oh... It means I'll be seeing someone too. I'll be seeing a BEAR. *Oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I'm not really like sad or anything like that. It's just that... If only I could pause those days. Good old memories, good old days. Alright, I will update soon if I have the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Oh yes, &amp;hearts;Chelsea beat Coventry by 2 goals to nil. Courtesy of Didier Drogba and Alex, they will face Arsenal/Hull in the Semi-Finals. Boohoo! GO &amp;hearts;CHELSEA GO! &lt;b&gt;DIANE &amp;hearts; CHELSEA&lt;/b&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck coping in my new school! (: I'll just have to work hard and keep my feet on the ground. Oh, good luck to FAIZ too. May you get in to Nanyang (NYP), then we can meet up after school (if we end school early).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxo&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7092798357553017240?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7092798357553017240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7092798357553017240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7092798357553017240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7092798357553017240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/03/isnt-that-supposed-to-be-joy.html' title='Shouldn&apos;t I be jumping for joy?'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5326597761304603132</id><published>2009-03-04T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:00:01.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 1st entry for the month of March</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;font color=white face=Tahoma size=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just recap my week. It's been a good week so far and I'm very pleased with it. The only thing is that I am not updating my blog. Alright, so here I am updating it now. (23rd February up to 3rd of March)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start off with 23rd of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd February 2009, Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went out with my mother as my mother wants to buy some things and also to buy food. While I was out with my mother, Faiz texted me and asked if I wanted to watch a movie. Would gladly love to watch movies but the thing was I was outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? So after several text messages then I changed my mind and decided to go and watch movie with him and Fiqah the following day. When I was replying his text message, I was like carrying some heavy (but ok, not very heavy) things on my right hand. Imagine how slow was that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my mother had done her shopping, we took cab home. Well? By then my mother was really tired but I still have some energy left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th February 2009, Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Went out with Faiz and Fiqah. Met Faiz at Pasir Ris MRT station. Faiz was surprised that I'm early. See, like I keep repeating many times that I can be EARLY too. However, I don't know usually for school I'm usually late but EARLY at times. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I reached Pasir Ris Interchange, I called Faiz to ask him where is he. Faiz actually wanted to call me but I called him instead. Anyway, we took the train to City Hall then cross over then alighted at Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah hasn't reached yet when we reached Cineleisure. The funny part was when she reached and when she called me I did not turn to my right. Instead, I turned to my left while talking on the phone, I remember this one clearly - "Where are you?", she went... "Err? Err?" (in which she was said she was raring to laugh already) and when I turned to my right, she was like laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we went to buy movie tickets. Fiqah and I were neutral about what movie to watch actually. We saw the trailer for the movie "Push", dang! That movie looks cool! Gosh. Then there's this movie. Err? I can't remember but Jesse ... Err? Sorry I can't remember his full name but he acted in "John Tucker Must Die". Ok, we finally decided to stick with our inital plan then - "He's Just Not Into You".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got about one and a half hours to go window-shopping and such, we decided to have lunch at PastaMania. I can't remember what Fiqah and Faiz had but I had Creamy Chicken. Hmm? Don't think I would eat it again next time. Creamy Chicken when it gets cold, it isn't nice to eat. Boohoo! Maybe I should try the Lasagne next time if I go to PastaMania. OR... Anything to recommend? What's nice at PastaMania?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after lunch we were left with like 15 minutes. So ok, we took our time to go up. Hmm? It's a 2pm show, I did not expect many people actually so was a bit surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fvgT2A0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/NJoVRrCGzGE/s1600-h/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 216px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fvgT2A0I/AAAAAAAAA2A/NJoVRrCGzGE/s320/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309145542959694658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the movie was sweet, funny and touching but FIQAH THINKS IT'S BORING AND LAME. Objection! Objection! Well? I just feel that maybe some parts can be a bit 'dry' but overall I say it's not bad. Quite a nice movie that I enjoyed actually. Would probably rate this movie slightly higher than "Bride Wars". So I say, 3.5/5? (Since I rate Bride Wars as 3/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I like Neil and Beth in the movie. They're really sweet but I guess because of some misunderstanding and such, which lead to a breakup but they got back together again. The last part was the best! Yes, the way Neil (Affleck) purposes to Beth (Aniston). I kind of laughed because of the look on his face, his expression when he was on his knees but on the other hand, I was like... "Aww...".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fw8l5s2I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/eb-gU4yu-xE/s1600-h/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Neil-Beth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fw8l5s2I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/eb-gU4yu-xE/s320/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Neil-Beth.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309145567731495778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Neil (Ben Affleck; I used to like him a lot back then, I like his character in the movie! Very sweet guy) and Beth (Jennifer Aniston)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what others might say or think about the movie but in my opinion, I feel it's somehow realistic in certain ways. There are people out there who are really that desperate and there are some people who also make the same mistakes like what was in the movie. So I don't think it's that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite quotes in the movie:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gigi: "Maybe his grandma died or maybe he lost my number or is out of town or got hit by a cab... "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary: "I had this guy leave me a voicemail at work, so I called him at home, and then he emailed me to my BlackBerry, and so I texted to his cell, and now you just have to go around checking all these different portals just to get rejected by seven different technologies."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mary: "It's exhausting."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alex: "I really gotta go to bed."&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Gigi: "Is that an invitation?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex: "What?" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gigi: "Oh god, That was cheesy."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fwZq4HwI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Qgpqu9UWadI/s1600-h/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Mary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fwZq4HwI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/Qgpqu9UWadI/s320/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Mary.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309145558357122818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fwK5xgiI/AAAAAAAAA2I/-GK4bIGybHc/s1600-h/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Janine-Ben.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 212px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3fwK5xgiI/AAAAAAAAA2I/-GK4bIGybHc/s320/He%27s_Just_Not_That_Into_You_Janine-Ben.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309145554393072162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just some parts that I like. After the movie, it was raining. Boohoo! We can't go anywhere so we had to walk around Cathay Cineleisure then. Faiz bought Famous Amos Cookies and shared with Fiqah and I. He bought 400 grams of it if not wrong, 100 grams free. Meaning to say - 500 grams. Eat and eat till we can't finish, so he gave it to me to bring it home. Well? Thank you. Alright, moving on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3kuAYHEpI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Wbl81eOYnrQ/s1600-h/DSC00876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3kuAYHEpI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Wbl81eOYnrQ/s320/DSC00876.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309151014765925010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwf-5XtI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Dr_tLgsKCbU/s1600-h/DSC00872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwf-5XtI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/Dr_tLgsKCbU/s320/DSC00872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149958098214610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwB5OZsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/KvE9wPmkhYw/s1600-h/DSC00871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwB5OZsI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/KvE9wPmkhYw/s320/DSC00871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149950021363394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwLPjf7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5yJ1QaxEkQ0/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwLPjf7I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5yJ1QaxEkQ0/s320/DSC00867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149952530939826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jvwHX7iI/AAAAAAAAA3A/qFyN-9V1ePA/s1600-h/DSC00883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jvwHX7iI/AAAAAAAAA3A/qFyN-9V1ePA/s320/DSC00883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149945248869922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwqVc0sI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tlA-r2aVrDs/s1600-h/DSC00873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3jwqVc0sI/AAAAAAAAA3g/tlA-r2aVrDs/s320/DSC00873.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309149960877167298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creamy Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;25th February 2009, Wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I just stayed at home. Was really lazy to go out. Furthermore, I am tired. Oh, I watched the Champions League game. Chelsea versus Juventus. Juventus were the better Italian side! My heart was beating fast when they had their chances in the Second Half of the game. Whereas, First Half - It was more of... Chelsea attacking but it's the opposite in the next 45 minutes. All in all, THE BLUES beat Juventus by 1 goal to nil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea will have a slender lead with that one goal advantage when they travel to Turin. Come on BLUES! Win the game in Turin and we're through but I am aware that you can never take your opponents lightly. Furthermore, Juventus are a strong side too, they have a good squad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26th February 2009, Thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin, Tracy's wedding dinner. Her wedding dinner is at Furama City Centre. I did not expect my drama instructor (Mr Tony) to be there actually. He was with his Peranakan group to entertain us at the wedding dinner. (Oh, the groom is Peranakan anyway! "Apa Khabair?"; Peranakan way of saying "How are you?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was great. Had an &lt;u&gt;8 Course Meal&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was what I had:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assorted Muslim Cold Cuts&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beef Ball wigth assorted vegetables and beancurd soup&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crispy Fried Chicken with crackers&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fried Fish Fillet with Homemade Spicy Pineapple sauce (isn't spicy! Tasty! I LOVE THIS!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oat and Butter Prawn&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mushroom Soup (Very nice and yummy!)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kampong Fried Rice with seafood (This is nice. Not your ordinary fried rice. Sadly I only managed to eat half of it, this is the second last that was being served)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Last but not least, Mango pudding (not those ordinary pudding that you go to NTUC Fairprice that type) - Looks more like fruit pudding? As there were fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left a little early as my dad and brother had to go to work and school respectively the following day. We left the place about 10.45pm. Reached home close to midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns! I'm still thinking of that Fried Fillet Fish with the Homemade Pineapple sauce. Gosh... However, I am not drooling, so fret not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfq8QU4I/AAAAAAAAA24/hpErvEdltI0/s1600-h/DSC00897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfq8QU4I/AAAAAAAAA24/hpErvEdltI0/s320/DSC00897.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309147469958894466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfZrTE4I/AAAAAAAAA2w/uh6EXCsM254/s1600-h/DSC00908.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfZrTE4I/AAAAAAAAA2w/uh6EXCsM254/s320/DSC00908.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309147465324368770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfNpmuBI/AAAAAAAAA2o/O6b1jJ6btxI/s1600-h/DSC00897_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3hfNpmuBI/AAAAAAAAA2o/O6b1jJ6btxI/s320/DSC00897_bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309147462096042002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3he_3HwpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NwXJyGVyYf4/s1600-h/DSC00929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3he_3HwpI/AAAAAAAAA2g/NwXJyGVyYf4/s320/DSC00929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309147458394636946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3kueHhqHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/0AWEHpFrEl0/s1600-h/DSC00939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/Sa3kueHhqHI/AAAAAAAAA3w/0AWEHpFrEl0/s320/DSC00939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309151022749427826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;27th February 2009, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired tired. I did nothing much. I woke up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;28th February 2009, Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually can't remember much about Saturday apart from the result that Chelsea got a victory against Wigan Athletic. 90th minute goal by Frank Lampard sealed the victory. Am pleased with it and oh boy, it brought joy to me. Ok, so the Premiership might be staying at Old Trafford for another season (next season, come on BLUES bring it back to The Bridge!!) but it's important to at least be 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A victory for Chelsea and surprisingly Liverpool lost to Middlesbrough. That actually shocked and surprised me. Of course it was great to see your rival team drop points and with their defeat, it means Chelsea move up to 2nd couresty of having a better goal difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st March 2009, Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February doesn't have 30 days, sadly it has 28 days unless it's a leap year in which you would have another "extra" day in February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renny and Jiekie's birthday. Hmm? So fast huh? 19 years old already. However, Renny is still "childish". Oops. HAHA. I shall not say anything else. *My lips are sealed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd March 2009, Monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time using my laptop. (In which I am using it at the moment to type this entry!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad bought this laptop few months ago but only few days ago I started to use it. Hmm? Ok, I'm a laptop/notebook noob. Boohoo. Pardon me. I'm just so used to using my desktop computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! I feel you got to be tech-savvy. Ok, I want to be tech-savvy! However, I am not a techno freak! Whichever way you look at it. HAHA. Be it music genre or in other words: Technology freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like or should I say I REALLY APPRECIATE HAVING TECHNOLOGIES! MAKING MY LIFE EASY! Hmm? However, I am not super duper obsessed. Hmm? Ok, maybe I am obsessed to the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the specifications:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACER ASPIRE 4930G&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTEL CORE 2 DUO PROCESSOR T9400 (Intel Centrino Duo)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2.53GHz, 1066 MHz FSB, 6MB L2 cache)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4GB DDR2 RAM&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;320GB HDD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.1" WXGA Acer CrystalBrite LCD&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVIDIA GeFORCE 9300M GS (256MB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It weighs about 2.5kg with the battery. I don't fancy the battery life though but so far I feel this laptop is good and probably ideal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Fiqah got a new laptop. I'm pleased for her. She got Acer too! Acer buddies. Haha... Well? My dad seems to be an Acer fan anyway. He's laptop is also Acer (18.4"), he also got himself an Acer Aspire One. Oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd March 2009, Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I used my desktop computer first (ok, also Acer) to transfer some data and all. After which I switched to my laptop. Oh boy, I can't believe I'm saying this but I guess I'm somewhat a little addicted to using my laptop. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, woke up at about 4pm (well? I slept at 8 in the morning! Hmm? Ok, 8 hours of sleep). My PlayStation Portable (PSP) was beside me so I decided to play games first. Well? Ok, before I played my PSP, I actually went back to sleep for a while. Probably for 10 minutes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I played FIFA 09. Probably I am addicted to the manager mode. Simulation mode please! HAHA. Anyway, it's my fifth season as Chelsea's manager and later on at night I completed my fifth season. So... Now I'm on to my sixth season as manager of Chelsea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I did a good job ok! I win all trophies and remain unbeaten for the past two seasons. Ok, my fourth season I was beaten once in one of the cup games but I already won the game in the first leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dad brought back some food for the family to eat. Yummy! Siew mai! My father, my brother and I love Siew Mai. Yum yum! He also bought the Set A (the Ananas Cafe one). Yummy~ Foooooddddddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, I just watched television with my mother. There's this free preview of the Indonesian channel (MNC) for two weeks and it seems like my mother is very keen on it and so, she might want to ask my dad to subscribe to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns yawns yawns. I shall not go on and talk about all the other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so.... I am still awake till like NOW. HAHA. Yes, I am still awake. Gosh, I think I better get some sleep soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Well? I was watching the Chelsea match just now. Portsmouth versus Chelsea. Victory to Chelsea! Didier Drogba scored the only goal of the match which was the winner. Hurray for my TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns yawns yawns. Blah blah. Hmm? Naqiah won't be able to go with me to the "Live 'n' Loaded" show on the 17th March. Boohoo! Hmm? Ok, I understand as she had to work. Hmm? I'm not sure if Xiaoqiang will be free or not! Hopefully by then she'll finish her attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's just one more day to the release of posting result. I am so scared. I hope to get in to my first two choices but I am just afraid. Arghhhhh... Don't want to talk about it. *cross fingers* Oh please, please please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I better be going~ (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hmm? Was nice taking pictures using the webcam. My current display picture [on Live Messenger] was taken using the webcam *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, GOOD MORNING EVERYONE! 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I am not a huge fan of local music. When my friend Brainer (whom I know since Primary 1) rang me the other night (16th February, Monday) and invited me to go and catch his band &lt;b&gt;(Alternative Press)&lt;/b&gt; performing in this local programme called &lt;b&gt;"Live 'n' Loaded"&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't too sure about it at first as I was thinking about it - To go or not to go. Besides, my friend Ratna told me about the shoot or something for her project or was it Hafiz? Anyway, I decided to give it a go after Hafiz said there's a change of plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't that sure at first but alright, being an optimist, I just kind of tell myself - Hey, let's see what's in store and also, just to be able to get out of the house at night. Oops. Well? You can't blame me ok? My mother doesn't like me to go out at night so I guess that was somehow an opportunity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Either way you look at it (but alright, I'm ok with it, just that maybe once a while would be good to hang out at night). Hmm? I guess my mother is just worried for my safety. She did mention that a few times and yeah, I guess that's the reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was tough asking my friends out! I mean it's a last minute thing, so ok... I'll try and understand. Furthermore, it was an unexpected one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First on my mind was Fiqah. I texted her, asking if she could tag with me but darn, she can't and also she has to work the following day. Then I asked Naqiah. Boohoo. She had something on. To summarise it, I asked a few others but they can't, and they are: Ashik (studying!), Xiaoqiang (work!), Junxiang (piano!). Finally, I remembered someone - &lt;u&gt;RATNA!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky number, eh? She's the 6th person that I asked. Wait, don't get me wrong. Probably she's not online that's why I asked some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray to 6! Lucky number, eh? (My favourite number) She agreed to go. I was really happy when she said ok. So I met her the next day at Bishan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on TUESDAY (17th February), I went to Brainer's place first to collect the tickets and the banner (Temasek Polytechic banner) before meeting Ratna. Met up with Ratna at Bishan then we went to 7-11 first to grab some bite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we took a bus and alighted at Thomson Road, then walked to Mediacorp. Boy, it was somehow memorable yet at the same time it's kind of silly and funny. How embarrassing I tell you! HAHA. Ratna and I walked in to Mediacorp but as we were about to reach, we decided to flag a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Taxi driver: "So, where are you going? Not Mediacorp right?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diane (Myself): "Err... Actually going to Mediacorp." and then the taxi driver was surprised and kind of laughed it off before saying "Huh? Going? You should walk, it's just further up only. If you continued walking you will reach."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that, I looked at Ratna and she looked at me but I was on the phone while the thing was going on. Probably the "pressure" to flag the taxi was there because Brainer called me on my mobile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the U-turn, it was heading to Mediacorp and oh boy, I spotted Brainer walking downhill (we were going uphill). Can you believe it wasn't that far away yet such thing happened and I was like laughing about it. I was like "Oh my god, how silly was that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it cost us $4! Grr... Money burnt! Meaning to say, Ratna and I forked out $2 each for such short distance! It was my first time there and there were many people. When Brainer was going to introduce his friends to us, this thought was in my mind "Oh god, his friend must be making a lot of noise. Oh shit, oh shit. Surely they'll say WHERE IS YOUR FRIEND?? YOUR FRIEND'S LATE!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was what I really had in mind at the moment but I was surprised when he introduced his friends. It wasn't what I thought and my worries were eased. Magdeline and Clara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, as you know first time meeting someone is usually kind of awkward as you don't really know the person especially if it's your friend's friend. However, that wasn't the case. I can tell you that Clara's really friendly and outgoing. Magdeline seems quiet but friendly too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? I don't know what to say actually. It's a feeling that I can't describe using words. I guess I won't be able to find a proper word to use at the moment to describe how I felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a great feeling and all. I guess I was really excited that day. Ratna's all so cool. Kind of makes me a little envious. Erm, in a good way. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably it's my first time to go to such events. To those who has been to numerous events would definitely be cool I suppose? Then again, there's always the "first" right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? To be fair, let me just say that there were some impressive performance and that, we can't just write off local music simply like that. So, credits to them! Like what they say "SUPPORT LOCAL", that is what "Live 'n' Loaded" is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't describe the feeling of it. I definitely enjoyed myself and probably Ratna was somehow like giving me the urge and energy to 'party'. I just kind of let myself loose this time and not think of what others might think. Hey, we all need that once a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that some people were just like hanging out that kind but not really into it and some were like looking at me and Ratna. Hmm? Heck it! We're humans, come on... If it's something that somehow made us enjoy, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clara seems to be a huge fan of Utt. Hmm? Utt has that boyish looks. He's not bad looking I would say. I enjoyed Mark Bonafide performance. I think it was cool. His songs were kind of catchy that kind. It simply makes you want to dance that kind. Hmm? Perhaps some may not like but I definitely liked it, and oh... 53A were kind of impressive too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended about close to 10pm. Guess who I met after that? I met my Primary School friend Faezah. It's been quite a while since we last met each other, was surprised actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on the way home (went off with Ratna, Brainer, Clara, Magdeline, Husnah and her brother and also, Brainer's friends [2 of them]), I received a text message from Naqiah asking me how was it and stuff like that. WELL? Since she's the first to ask and all, she was lucky I guess? As she'll be my guest to go with me next month on the 17th of March and that would be like Episode 8 of Live 'n' Loaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, now I'm not sure if she would be able to go or not as her parents might not approve her of such events, I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train home with Brainer, Clara, Magdeline, Husnah and her brother (they all alighted at Simei, except for Brainer). Yawns! By the time I reached home, it was close to midnight. To be exact, &lt;u&gt;11.50pm&lt;/u&gt;. Was a little tired but you know, this Machine Girl (or perhaps zombie?) just can't seem to sleep early. I slept at 10AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[*Husnah brother is Clara and Magdeline's friend]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, such bad habits since last two weeks. Oh, except for the night before Graduation Ceremony but I didn't sleep that early too. I really need to learn to sleep early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it has been a good week for me so far and I'm glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 'famous' on Thursday as there were a few friends asking me out on that day. Hmm? I really wonder, why that day? HAHA. Then again, I wasn't free as I already agreed to go out with my mother. So, I'm sorry my friends! (3 of them asked me out that day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had some friends asking me out on Saturday but I wasn't too sure at that time. Ended up, I slept till about 4pm or 5pm? Gosh. Yes, you must be like "Oh dear, what are you? A pig??" Sorry, I can't help it as I slept in the morning at about 8AM?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea won 1 - 0 against Aston Villa and I'm proud of my team. What a beautiful goal. Some skills from Frank Lampard before providing it for Nicolas Anelka to score. Hurray for CHELSEA! (Drogba and Anelka started that game.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? What can I say? It has been a good week and I hope that continues. On the 26th of this month, it'll be my cousin's wedding. Hmm? I feel February's short. Boohoo! Why do I feel that way? Is it because there's only 28 days or what? Hmm... I really wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember last year it was a leap year and so on the 29th of February, Fiqah, Naqiah and I went to take a neoprint. Ahhhh... Time flies very fast. Those memories. Gosh. Wonder what lies ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, to think of what might happen in the future seems scary. I guess it's better to take it one at a time and enjoy life. Not forgetting cherishing everything you have and not taking it for granted. Whatever mistakes we make in the past, let us take it as a learning experience and not repeat the same mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is beautiful? Hmm... I think it's more like - Life is like a mystery. Why is that so? Well, it's like it's for you to be the explorer/detective to find the missing pieces of the jigsaw puzzle and put them together to solve the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, here are some pictures (don't have the other pictures but may ask from Clara if she's online).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TbS3YpI/AAAAAAAAA1o/u0ms-8f4258/s1600-h/LnL_17.02.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TbS3YpI/AAAAAAAAA1o/u0ms-8f4258/s400/LnL_17.02.09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305728877949575826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right: Brainer's cousin and his friend, Ratna, Magdeline, Clara and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Fat? I'm not. Not in denial but that's fact for those who personally know me (or simply look at my other pictures). It's nice to look toned. I should do some work out to tone soon! ...But for now, I have not started. I don't like to look skinny but that doesn't mean I like being fat! I'm a petite girl as I'm not that tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I mentioned is that I can't stand some people who keeps saying at 1.56 - 1.57m, weighing 48.7kg is FAT because I'm in the healthy range [for height and weight], not even close to overweight. My BMI - about 20. Why like looking so skinny? I feel looking lean is way to go!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, there was this funny experience before meeting Brainer's cousin and his friend. I've never met the two of them before and I was holding the tickets, so I was expecting two of them. Then again, if you have never met somebody before, you would definitely be like looking around and wonder who would that be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened was kind of funny and silly actually. (I shall not elaborate!) In the end somehow managed to find the right person. Coolio~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TWW4ZaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/D_K4amWy7c4/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TWW4ZaI/AAAAAAAAA1w/D_K4amWy7c4/s400/DSC00858.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305728876624242082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TsuTx-I/AAAAAAAAA14/sGtsuxSyWNA/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TsuTx-I/AAAAAAAAA14/sGtsuxSyWNA/s400/DSC00863.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305728882628085730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tickets~ 17th February and 17th March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I guess I better be going. (:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update when I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"...Because when I arrive I bring the fire, make you come alive I can take you higher... What this is, forgot? I must now remind you... Let it rock, let it rock... Let it rock", I am somehow addicted to that song.&lt;br&gt;"Let It Rock" - Kevin Rudolf featuring Lil' Wayne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-9111834306988596048?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/9111834306988596048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=9111834306988596048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/9111834306988596048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/9111834306988596048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/02/simply-having-good-time.html' title='Simply having a good time...'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SaG8TbS3YpI/AAAAAAAAA1o/u0ms-8f4258/s72-c/LnL_17.02.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-4258949185173508825</id><published>2009-02-13T20:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:52:40.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As we go on, we remember all the times we had together...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=justify&gt;&lt;font face=Tahoma size=2 color=white&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"As we go on, we remember all the times we had together..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have officially graduated from ITE College East. Before I talk about the graduation ceremony, I'll start off with all the pictures that I'm supposed to upload. Ok, I will make sure that it's short and sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVlehfmZMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/reXMzZBVxmE/s1600-h/DSC00566.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVlehfmZMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/reXMzZBVxmE/s320/DSC00566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302255711360017602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVleV9vcJI/AAAAAAAAAxU/oJstLC7Rfm0/s1600-h/DSC00569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVleV9vcJI/AAAAAAAAAxU/oJstLC7Rfm0/s320/DSC00569.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302255708265214098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVlem_erRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/AFshCq1K9Xg/s1600-h/DSC00577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 254px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVlem_erRI/AAAAAAAAAxk/AFshCq1K9Xg/s320/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302255712835906834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVledubnFI/AAAAAAAAAxc/aMxuNvCEquk/s1600-h/DSC00575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 217px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVledubnFI/AAAAAAAAAxc/aMxuNvCEquk/s320/DSC00575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302255710348483666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm5LqvITI/AAAAAAAAAyM/whJ4mE85fkE/s1600-h/DSC00649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm5LqvITI/AAAAAAAAAyM/whJ4mE85fkE/s320/DSC00649.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302257268869243186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm5HYuw3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/mrazjwEPFAw/s1600-h/DSC00650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm5HYuw3I/AAAAAAAAAyE/mrazjwEPFAw/s320/DSC00650.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302257267719979890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm49tZrtI/AAAAAAAAAx8/o14T2eokbP4/s1600-h/DSC00645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm49tZrtI/AAAAAAAAAx8/o14T2eokbP4/s320/DSC00645.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302257265122324178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm4soQL2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/YixuBBQnw20/s1600-h/DSC00642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVm4soQL2I/AAAAAAAAAx0/YixuBBQnw20/s320/DSC00642.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302257260537327458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The watch that I talked about the other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slippers, sandals or flip flop or whatever you call it, dad bought it for me. I wanted the brown one (as you can see in the picture the bottom right one, but only left with the one that I got). Hmm? I got blue because the red one doesn't have my size! Last pair too. Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress ($86!) that I'm going to wear on the 26th of February 2009 (My cousin's wedding).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudI_rduI/AAAAAAAAA1E/XzF0htIxcVQ/s1600-h/DSC00541.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudI_rduI/AAAAAAAAA1E/XzF0htIxcVQ/s400/DSC00541.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265583208462050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudf441HI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mj2CGX6PYJE/s1600-h/DSC00543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudf441HI/AAAAAAAAA1M/mj2CGX6PYJE/s400/DSC00543.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265589353993330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudk7DvyI/AAAAAAAAA1U/9weYwB-V3aw/s1600-h/DSC00544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudk7DvyI/AAAAAAAAA1U/9weYwB-V3aw/s400/DSC00544.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265590705274658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something random:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudA6z-_I/AAAAAAAAA08/tI3OauJsxHM/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVudA6z-_I/AAAAAAAAA08/tI3OauJsxHM/s400/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265581040565234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVuc98tS_I/AAAAAAAAA00/g_Iche2tbMI/s1600-h/DSC00234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVuc98tS_I/AAAAAAAAA00/g_Iche2tbMI/s400/DSC00234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302265580243209202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF ONLY THAT WAS FOR REAL. Was playing FIFA 09 on my PSP (Manager mode and my Chelsea beat Manchester United 3 - 0). Into my third season now and in my first TWO SEASONS, I won everything. However, in reality... It's a different story I guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation Lunch on the 7th of February 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These pictures are pictures from my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNoKaqDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/rNgKC-VbLkk/s1600-h/DSC00767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNoKaqDI/AAAAAAAAAxM/rNgKC-VbLkk/s400/DSC00767.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302246624999417906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNh32_vI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2GmJK64jdGU/s1600-h/DSC00771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNh32_vI/AAAAAAAAAxE/2GmJK64jdGU/s400/DSC00771.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302246623310970610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNYnqCEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/UCeA47sQLUg/s1600-h/DSC00770(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNYnqCEI/AAAAAAAAAw8/UCeA47sQLUg/s400/DSC00770(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302246620827093058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNVKCzdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Kr45oLpCpl4/s1600-h/DSC00764.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNVKCzdI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Kr45oLpCpl4/s400/DSC00764.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302246619897581010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNEbzzaI/AAAAAAAAAws/YlG9BAqFiY8/s1600-h/DSC00761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVdNEbzzaI/AAAAAAAAAws/YlG9BAqFiY8/s400/DSC00761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302246615408692642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And that's the end of the pictures that I wanted to upload. Now, I will begin talking about the day before yesterday (11th February 2009, Wednesday) - Graduation Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was about 15 minutes late meeting Naqiah (WITH A VALID REASON!~ Hey, I was early the other time when we meet at Orchard, when you don't believe that I will be early).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[That's just to prove that I can be early too! *grins*]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just can't believe everything happened so fast. Frankly, I would say PL0701B/Q is a class that I love. After all these years in school, finally a class that I really love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean my previous class in school were bad, but it's just there were some "black sheeps" in which made me think otherwise and it made me a neutral. PL0701B/Q, I feel really happy and ... You know, I just cannot find any words at the moment to describe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah's friend Reeta was really hyper and that somehow made my day as I only had a few hours of sleep the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Graduation Ceremony was pretty ok. I guess walking up on stage to be presented the folder and taking pictures was something of a proud moment. Don't you just feel proud? Maybe some might disagree with me but just think of it, I've did my best and now I have graduated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a little nervous before going up on stage. The last time I went up on stage was like two years ago or so. It's nothing to be worried or scared off. Furthermore, I am not new to it, and I believe it's nothing new to you (readers that is!) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the dance performance that was in the last segment of the Ceremony. Dang! I must say the duo were really cool. Not forgetting, the person who sang "Can't Take My Eyes Off You". She sang quite well I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Ceremony, we went to collect our certificate, complimentary stage photo and the goodie bag. Since it's our last time to be together as a class (ok, some did not attend), we took some pictures together along with our lecturers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah, Fiqah and I had light refreshments before meeting Faiz at Tampines to watch "Bride Wars". While in the bus, I met my male classmates (Jian Sheng, Jen Yi, Belson and Desmond). Well? Initially I didn't realise they were in the same bus as Fiqah, Naqiah and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong Jen Yi suggested to watch movie together at Tampines Mall. Fiqah, Naqiah, Faiz and I were intending to watch it at Orchard but alright, change of plans and we decided to join them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch at Long John Silver (L.J.S - We joked about it saying, Jian Sheng's food chain as his initals are - L.J.S) before the movie. While we were about to finish our food, we met some of our male classmates (Leon, Kar Fai, Zai Wei, Guo Dong).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? I think the highlight of the day was that I finally slapped someone and it felt great I must say. Oops. After all these years (since 2007), finally I get to slap that person who constantly challenge me by saying, "You dare to slap me?" - I am just waiting for the moment to slap him and that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I will be nice and not reveal his name here. (See, I'm nice enough to not mention his name.) And oh, I was still nice to not hit so hard ok? I did not use much force, even though there was that slapping sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bride Wars was not a bad movie. Kate Hudson and Anne Hathaway acted in that movie. It may be a bit boring for certain parts but I guess you got to listen and feel it to understand. Comedy Romance type? Hmm... The last part was touching. At least to me, that is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would probably rate the movie as 3/5. It isn't really that bad but I wouldn't say it's superb but it's still not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVoqga8PcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KxhcCNFeT9w/s1600-h/DSC00800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVoqga8PcI/AAAAAAAAAyU/KxhcCNFeT9w/s320/DSC00800.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302259215765355970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went off our seperate ways. Boohoo! I can't believe, that's just it. It was kind of sad I guess? Anyway, Fiqah, Naqiah, Faiz and I went to Century Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah and Faiz had dessert but Naqiah and I were too full to eat anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures of them, while Faiz and Fiqah obviously eating dessert and Naqiah? Well, just looking at the pictures that we took in Fiqah's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVorfmkeII/AAAAAAAAAys/U4aci4gJAaU/s1600-h/DSC00804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVorfmkeII/AAAAAAAAAys/U4aci4gJAaU/s320/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302259232725563522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVort_bMmI/AAAAAAAAAy0/qIbVjrLEsMs/s1600-h/DSC00805.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVort_bMmI/AAAAAAAAAy0/qIbVjrLEsMs/s320/DSC00805.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302259236587909730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVoq0TfbSI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Niw2kKoZAKs/s1600-h/DSC00801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVoq0TfbSI/AAAAAAAAAyc/Niw2kKoZAKs/s320/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302259221102816546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVorfq937I/AAAAAAAAAyk/ti30wV5um3U/s1600-h/DSC00807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVorfq937I/AAAAAAAAAyk/ti30wV5um3U/s320/DSC00807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302259232744005554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started raining when we were about to go off. By then it was about 5.30pm and I took the train since I did not bring an umbrella. One stop only! Boohoo! Yawns yawns. I was by then a little tired. When I reached home it was about 6.15pm or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a rest and all then I sort of dozed off. I dozed off for probably 10 minutes with my contact lens! Yes, I did not remove it. I used the wet tissue to remove my makeup (of course I washed it off with a cleanser afterwards and also, I did not use that much makeup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I like Maybelline Volum Express Hypercurl Mascara. (That's how the product being spelt, Volum. So yeah, not typo.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, THANKS FOR THE MEMORIES! I really had a good time I must say. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will remember Fiqah and Naqiah, that's for sure. PL0701B/Q ROCKS! *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you know, things doesn't have to end that way. It may be the end of the journey for PL0701B/Q (sob sob?) but as it stands, our friendship will always continue to go all the wayyyyyyy. - For all the good times... And the not so good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsrm39rI/AAAAAAAAAzc/HaggscCIQDE/s1600-h/IMG_2945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsrm39rI/AAAAAAAAAzc/HaggscCIQDE/s400/IMG_2945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302260352639563442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Bobby Wan? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsS-UTiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/1L2aRrlnmVE/s1600-h/IMG_2935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsS-UTiI/AAAAAAAAAzU/1L2aRrlnmVE/s400/IMG_2935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302260346027003426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desmond, Belson and Jian Sheng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsKQwigI/AAAAAAAAAzM/aAOTYu3EvOM/s1600-h/IMG_2926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsKQwigI/AAAAAAAAAzM/aAOTYu3EvOM/s400/IMG_2926.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302260343688432130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah took a picture of (from left to right) Naqiah, Wan, Azizah, Me, Adib and Shakila as we were looking at the Graduation Yearbook (or whatever you call it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsIG4VEI/AAAAAAAAAzE/YwVCaVF0iz4/s1600-h/IMG_2924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsIG4VEI/AAAAAAAAAzE/YwVCaVF0iz4/s400/IMG_2924.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302260343110128706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsImXkqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6OssyLNQlpU/s1600-h/IMG_2923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVpsImXkqI/AAAAAAAAAy8/6OssyLNQlpU/s400/IMG_2923.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302260343242199714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you spot my autograph?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscfzZEAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Vocjg-Krn20/s1600-h/IMG_2964.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscfzZEAI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Vocjg-Krn20/s400/IMG_2964.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263373127815170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_wawVFI/AAAAAAAAA0E/8oBXETdXayk/s1600-h/IMG_2963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_wawVFI/AAAAAAAAA0E/8oBXETdXayk/s400/IMG_2963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261779860051026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet your guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_l-NZyI/AAAAAAAAAz8/wn7B0d8t5ug/s1600-h/IMG_2962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_l-NZyI/AAAAAAAAAz8/wn7B0d8t5ug/s400/IMG_2962.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261777055967010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_vI8K4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/SoweA-57lyM/s1600-h/IMG_2961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_vI8K4I/AAAAAAAAAz0/SoweA-57lyM/s400/IMG_2961.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261779516894082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet your girls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_jkPL2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/15jpHrVK2Dk/s1600-h/IMG_2959(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_jkPL2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/15jpHrVK2Dk/s400/IMG_2959(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261776410160994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah and I - Same vest colour,pants and blouse but different design and pattern. Oh, I guess you can't see my tee in that picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_U4TsZI/AAAAAAAAAzk/PJ3lu4Z7OIM/s1600-h/IMG_2949.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVq_U4TsZI/AAAAAAAAAzk/PJ3lu4Z7OIM/s400/IMG_2949.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302261772467810706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bling blings! HAHA. Fiqah's RED HELLO KITTY WATCH and My Lovely Fossil Watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVsckklDZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0xR53xmW8qg/s1600-h/DSC00852.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVsckklDZI/AAAAAAAAA0k/0xR53xmW8qg/s400/DSC00852.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263374407863698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVsc21z_rI/AAAAAAAAA0s/HxlZaCKugF4/s1600-h/DSC00843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVsc21z_rI/AAAAAAAAA0s/HxlZaCKugF4/s400/DSC00843.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263379311984306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscqlj-WI/AAAAAAAAA0c/AJLftvQrf2A/s1600-h/DSC00837_b%26w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscqlj-WI/AAAAAAAAA0c/AJLftvQrf2A/s400/DSC00837_b%26w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263376022600034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscgwN8-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/9fTdDS5yBC0/s1600-h/IMG_2971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVscgwN8-I/AAAAAAAAA0U/9fTdDS5yBC0/s400/IMG_2971.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302263373382939618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;b&gt;Happy memories, happy moments...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(And oh! Today is Friday the 13th! Tomorrow is V-day. Alright, wishing all couples a very Happy Valentines' Day and also, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO BERNIE in advance~)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-4258949185173508825?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/4258949185173508825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=4258949185173508825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4258949185173508825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4258949185173508825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-we-go-on-we-remember-all-times-we.html' title='As we go on, we remember all the times we had together...'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SZVlehfmZMI/AAAAAAAAAxs/reXMzZBVxmE/s72-c/DSC00566.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-3579390534644026670</id><published>2009-02-02T05:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T08:43:22.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painfully bitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="white" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload (overdue) pictures. Yes, pictures that were supposed to be posted a week ago or so. I have not been blogging for quite a long time. The last entry was on the 19th of January. Pardon me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I've changed my blog skin in which I completed on Friday and it was recently up. I know it takes quite long but at the time when I was doing it, halfway I just don't know what or how I wanted it to be but hey, it's completed and enough, it's up and running. Oh, one more thing - I am disappointed that Roger Federer lost to Rafael Nadal (again) to win the Australian Open! *sigh* Not only that . . . . . . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(WARNING: From this moment on, it is all about football in this entry, I really cannot take it, I have to ease my pain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me just vent all my anger and sadness to make myself feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOTBALL CAN MAKE ME ONE GO MAD. It is so bitter and painful but let me be frank (so don't say I am bias!) and type about how I feel of the Liverpool versus Chelsea game. I am just so angry that STUPID REFEREE MIKE BALDLY (Baldy, blind, bald) sent Frank Lampard off - Excuse me, I mean Mike Riley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some people might argue that Chelsea were not playing well and say that Liverpool were the better team. Ok, fair play. They were attacking and Chelsea's passing was all over the place. HOWEVER, please please... A referee should not be bias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Riley is a disgrace to the game. Steven Gerrard too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier on in the game, when the referee had already blew the whistle, Steven Gerrard kicked the ball straight at Jose Bosingwa and mind you, would you like someone to kick the ball at your 'sensitive' part? I'm pretty sure you do not want something like that to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The previous day before this match, Stoke against Manchester City - I saw the highlights of Rory Delap and it's somewhat similar to the incident that happened in the Liverpool against Chelsea game. In the Stoke game, Rory Delap (Stoke player) got sent off for that similar action towards Shaun Wright-Philips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, some might argue and say it's a little different and things like that but hey, how many times do you see Steven Gerrard getting away with all those?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that he's a great player for Liverpool, however his attitude and tendency of diving in the penalty area and is seriously such a disgrace. Then again, do you see him being sent off or anything like that? In my eyes, I feel that the referee has this mentality - "HEY, IT'S STEVEN GERRARD".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT?? Had it been, ok for example CRISTIANO RONALDO - Everybody knows he loves to dive. Yes, I admit I am no fan of Cristiano Ronaldo and my friends would know that I dislike his attitude and I even nicknamed him - "Cristiano Diverdo", no doubt he is a good player with good skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the point now. Had it been Cristiano Ronaldo to do that, I think everyone (Ok, except Manchester United fans) would be screaming at the top of their lungs and rant all kinds of "colourful" words like - "You *insert whatever word here* cheat!", "*Insert your words* diver!". Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why is Steven Gerrard always an angel in the referees' eyes? People simply love this guy and if you're a Liverpool fan you would love him even more like how I love Frank Lampard (because I'm a Chelsea supporter but I am not being bias here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it is so unfair. My point is: Why does Steven Gerrard gets away with such things? WHY? Is that justice? That is injustice. You can say what you want but I feel that way, that is fact and I am just stating fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is very disappointing to see my favourite team losing in the final minutes of the game. No doubt Liverpool were attacking but it might have been different if we were playing with 11 men against 11. Sadly, MIKE BALDY (I mean MIKE RILEY) wrongly sent Frank Lampard off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This referee seriously have to look at the replays 10 thousand times! That was a very poor decision and I feel it somehow cost us the game. I am aware that my team were not really attacking. Only 1 shot on target which was saved comfortably by Pepe (Jose) Reina and if I'm not wrong that shot coming from Salomon Kalou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florent Mamamamama... What's his name? Ahhh! Malouda, oh boy. He really was unknown. It's like he did not exist! I somehow defended him earlier on in the season as I am aware he has like 6 assist to his name in the Premier League. Then again, looking at the big picture, he really disappointed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to be fair - He has been in and out of the team as he had some injuries and all. HOWEVER, with that kind of performance (or should I simply say being inconsistent), I feel maybe Luiz Felipe Scolari should drop him to the bench and maybe start with Deco (Alright, this guy was fantastic at the start and then started to fade away after his injury) - If Mr Scolari wants to go with experienced, if not... He could try and start Miroslav Stoch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Didier Drogba?&lt;/b&gt; - His current form has been poor. Very disappointing. He could not provide that attacking threat like he used to. Having said that and knowing that Chelsea will not bring in any new players in the January transfer (and you know what? WE DO NOT HAVE THE FIREPOWER UNFRONT!), I am hoping that Didier Drogba will be back at his best form (umm... minus his attitude).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is at his best form, that's where he terrorise the defenders. He's like a 'bulldozer' bullying the defenders. I remember when he was at his best two seasons ago and oh boy, I don't think any team, especially the defenders want to play against Chelsea if Didier Drogba was playing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just sad. At the beginning of the season, everything was going smoothly. We were winning (And yes, Florent Mamamama... Malouda was playing those league games, DO YOU KNOW?) - Top of the table and now, it's fading away. My heart is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the other teams are afraid to play against Chelsea anymore. You see, especially at home at Stamford Bridge which was once a fortress. Nobody wanted to go to Stamford Bridge and play because it's more like "Chelsea sure win game", only the lucky teams come away with a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The team that broke Chelsea's home record of FOUR AND A HALF YEARS UNDEFEATED was... *sigh* Was... Was... I HATE THAT TEAM!! None other than, Liverpool. Guess what? The player that I fancied scored! (Ok, some deflection off Jose Bosingwa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onwards, I don't want to fancy that player because he plays for the rival team and he was the one that broke my favourite LOVELY *sigh... can't believe I said LOVELY* team home record of 86 games unbeaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is that guy some might not know - It's none other than Xabi Alonso!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprise, surprise... Guess what? Earlier on in the game, Frank Lampard got sent off when he clearly made a clean tackle and the player that kicked/stepped on Frank Lampard's shin was none other than... None other than - Xa... Xabi... Alonso. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xabi Alonso is a good player BUT no, I now changed my mind. I don't want to like that player. If I were to choose a player that I like (but plays for the rival team) or my favourite team, OF COURSE the answer is obvious - MY FAVOURITE TEAM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, why did Mike Riley sent Frank Lampard off?? That was a very bad decision. He screwed it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Chelsea did not play well. The ball was mostly played in midfield for Chelsea and oh boy, bad passes even though in the first half Chelsea had more possession than Liverpool. Liverpool were attacking and ok, I can say that we defended quite well. Most notably ALEX the tanker that constantly cleared all the dangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petr Cech might be somewhat shaky BUT he did make some good saves. However, if you are considered as one of the best keepers it is hard with all the expectations. People always expect more from you, umm... So I guess people think Petr Cech should have done much much MUCH better I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Pepe (Jose) Reina, what does he has to do? Only one shot on target and he saved that comfortably as it wasn't really going to trouble him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed, very disappointed. Michael Ballack was average, I still feel that Frank Lampard offered more. When Mike Riley sent him off, straight away one thing comes to my mind - GAME OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My MAN OF THE MATCH would be ALEX. In any case, Fernando Torres was the Man of The Match but in my eyes and if I were to find something good to say about my team, I can proudly say that Alex was really a tank (ok, could have done a little bit more to prevent Torres for the first goal but overall, he worked so hard!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In which I have to say I am disappointed with John Terry the captain. Captain Marvel - JT, what's happening to you? Alex was protecting you, getting your back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all the injuries JT picked up, he now seems slightly slower. Probably that's why I did not vote for him in the UEFA Team of the Year or something like that. Despite not voting for him, looking on the brighter side (though in this game he was disappointing!) he gave his all for the team when he plays and I still believe in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... Guess who I voted for? I don't think you would believe me if I tell you. Alright, one of my vote goes to Ricardo Carvalho (he has done well for the team in the past few years but was an unsung hero), guess the other one. (I'll tell you the answer later on. If you want to know the answer, read on.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted for Frank Lampard for the Attacking Midfield section as he has been wonderful for the team in the past few seasons. He always works hard for the team and always trying to provide something for the team. Not forgetting, scoring 20 goals in the past few seasons!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I can't believe Chelsea only managed to pick up 1 point against their rivals and that 1 point was against Manchester United at Stamford Bridge (AND... That was the last undefeated game at Home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am beginning to doubt that Chelsea would win anything this season. Forget Champions League, forget the Premier League (if you are going to keep dropping points!). FA Cup? I don't know about that but being an optimist, hmm... Ok, if we are lucky we could, I am not saying WE WILL - Read that carefully. We could win it if we have some luck I suppose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that depends on the players themselves. You know? People tend to blame the manager for not doing his job and all. What can Luiz Felipe Scolari do? We don't have much wingers. This Brazilian man likes to play with wingers but how can we play with wingers when Florent Malouda and Salomon Kalou isn't very consistent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Cole being ruled out of the season is really a bad news. The team is suffering and the fans are suffering too. Chelsea really miss players such as Damien Duff, Arjen Robben (my favourite player).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Damien Duff was at Chelsea he was good but now I guess he's out of favour at Newcastle. Arjen Robben is my favourite player. YES, see that? IS. Alright, that man may have dived a couple of times but he's quick and I feel that Chelsea really need that sort of player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one problem with Arjen Robben: Injury-prone. That's very frustrating! Other than that, he is a good player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about bringing in David Silva? I would love to see him playing for Chelsea but I don't think that will happen. Then there were speculation linking David Villa to Chelsea, it would be a delight for me had he joined but Valencia desperately would want to hang on to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, I feel that if he was given a choice to pick Chelsea and Liverpool, I think he might fancy Liverpool as there are a few Spaniards. Rafa Benitez (the manager), Fernando Torres, Xabi Alonso, Jose Reina - blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... Alright, forget that already. I don't want to go on and on because when I think about it, it makes me even more sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I have to say that Steven Gerrard was a very lucky man to be playing for 90 minutes. I want the video technology thing! Referees this season has been making too many mistakes! If Tennis were allowed to use the video technology thing, why can't football?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a shame to let people like him go just like that and he always gives you an innocent look. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTTOM-LINE IS: LIVERPOOL WILL NOT WIN THE TITLE. Seriously, I do not wish to see them winning and also I don't think they might even win it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on CHELSEA! You got your ass spanked again, now... WORK HARDER! Come on, don't disappoint us! As a supporter we always get behind the team and give them the support but to constantly disappoint us, I am just upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, football is a very funny game. It is so unpredictable and it can give you a heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's how I somehow just don't understand myself. I wasn't into club football then even though I fancied Manchester United then because David Beckham was playing for them (but I wasn't really into them). I only watched World Cup and Euros - The team that I support is ENGLAND! (Since 2002)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only got so into club football about four years ago and I don't know how or what makes me like CHELSEA SO MUCH. To be honest, if they lose a game, I'll get very upset and sometimes a little cranky. When they win, obviously you'll see a big smile on my face and I will be in a very good mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who doesn't understand about football will never understand. It's the passion of the game. The problem that I face at times is that I can get very upset and cranky that I do not wish to talk to anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Yes, that's very bad but I always try to console myself later on and probably to ease my pain I'm typing this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob* Come on BLUES, please don't disappoint us supporters! Well? What can I say? Life can be cruel at times as there will always be unfair moments. Tell me what is fair? I believe that god is fair but humans? Humans are never fair because there is this thing called "greed".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I AM GOING TO BE STRONG NOW. *breathes in, breathes out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAY LIVERPOOL LOSE THEIR GAMES. God bless. Ok, I'm going to be a little defiant now - Chelsea to win against Hull next week. I somehow fancy Hull as they are a hardworking team but for that game, I'm with my favourite team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go, I haven't tell you which player I voted for, one is Ricardo Carvalho and the other? It's not JT as I previously mentioned. Come on, make a guess. Who do you want to be in your team (if let's say you can have JT, Ricardo Carvalho...)? Which other central defender do you want to be in your team?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted for Philipp Lahm if not wrong for Left-back. Lahmy! C and Q best describes him. Cute and Quick. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frank Lampard didn't get it, Fabregas got it. Actually I was thinking of Frank Lampard, Michael Ballack and Cesc Fabregas - They are good players but in the end, I voted for Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two forward that I voted won and darn, it's that player who scored against Chelsea earlier on! Fernando Torres. Grrr... The other one player who got my vote was - No, not David Villa. It's Lionel Messi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you done guessing who I voted for? Nope, not Carles Puyol. Nope, not Jamie Carragher. Nemanja Vidic. So, who occupies the central defender spot in UEFA Team of The Year? Beep!~ Ho ho ho~ JOHN TERRY (61,755 votes) and Carles Puyol (49,756).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's those my heart says this but my head says that. Yes, my heart wanted to vote for John Terry but my head tells me another thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he is Captain Marvel, I am Wonder Woman. LOL. Alright, I was just kidding. John Terry will always have my support and I believe in him. &amp;hearts;CHELSEA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good morning people!&lt;/b&gt; // I'm feeling better now. 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I am updating my blog now. (Maybe I should complain too! It's because those people that complaint did not tag my blog. LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I do not want to update my blog or I do not want to change my blog skin. I am working on it. I actually have 2 completed ones but I feel it's a little too plain. Therefore, I am modifying one of them at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apologise for not being able to complete it fast as I had a start-stop time during the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm going to do a recap of what I did in the past two weeks or so. I'd like to start off with my class barbeque before moving on to Grease The Musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;PL0701Q Class Barbeque/Chalet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - Fiqah and I went back to school before going for the barbeque. We thought they would have rehearsal but it turns out that there weren't going to be rehearsing that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our move at about 3.30pm. Took bus service number 12 to Downtown East. Alighted at the bus stop opposite Downtown East. Just outside of my Secondary School (Hai Sing Catholic School). Meet Wan, Azizah and Naqiah before going to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed myself and I'm sure my friends too. Left the place at about 9.30pm but we had to wait till 10pm before we could really LEAVE THE PLACE (Costa Sand Resort) as Naqiah, Azizah, Wan and I waited for the shuttle bus to Pasir Ris Interchange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached home at about 10.45pm. Oh boy, it was great. Not only to meet up with the other friends but also the food was delicious. Thankfully on that day, I just recovered from ulcers! Ain't that wonderful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss PL0701B/Q.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxc7CVnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/NFjp42xNPr8/s1600-h/DSC00329(2)_NFD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxc7CVnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/NFjp42xNPr8/s400/DSC00329(2)_NFD.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293003646202697330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah, Fiqah and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxKFPtoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/5JHLMTQWAlE/s1600-h/DSC00326_DAWN.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxKFPtoI/AAAAAAAAAqM/5JHLMTQWAlE/s400/DSC00326_DAWN.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293003641145243266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-A-W-N: Which equals to Diane, Azizah, Wan, Naqiah (but not in the order from the picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxNGqTJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/v5SVML7Drzk/s1600-h/DSC00324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxNGqTJI/AAAAAAAAAqE/v5SVML7Drzk/s400/DSC00324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293003641956486290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grease The Musical&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; - It was a great week I would say. Though I did not had a good hair week because my fringe seems out of place and things like that for the three days (since Preview show, Thursday 8th January)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it was tiring somewhat. That week I always catch the last train back to Pasir Ris and I always reach home after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially my mother was worried. I remember she called me and asked me where am I. As a good daughter, I ensured her that I am on my way home and told her to relax and not worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that it was kind of nervy when bringing the props in and out. I have this fear of - WHAT IF I PUT IT IN THE WRONG POSITION. Well? I guess on the final day itself, I guess I did well and was cool about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I have to say is that the cast did well and that they really shine. At the end of the day, both Cast and Crew are important. Besides, there is no ranking system or whatsoever as we all humans! Well done everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I had a minor injury on one of the days when I was trying to go out to bring the props in. There were some injuries to the cast as well but, we all professional and nobody (the audience) knew about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIpGVwqsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/zxxeUZD9vi0/s1600-h/DSC00483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIpGVwqsI/AAAAAAAAAq8/zxxeUZD9vi0/s400/DSC00483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293005701725072066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minor injury that I was refering to earlier on. Bruise on my leg because of the guitar, it hit my stomach too actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIo6YL3TI/AAAAAAAAAq0/TBVDhddJW2Y/s1600-h/DSC00478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIo6YL3TI/AAAAAAAAAq0/TBVDhddJW2Y/s400/DSC00478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293005698514017586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIoy_kfRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/M0xFKI_QFO8/s1600-h/Grease_Crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIoy_kfRI/AAAAAAAAAqs/M0xFKI_QFO8/s400/Grease_Crew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293005696531725586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I mean by bad hair. Yes, fringe out of place. HAHA. (I wore that black tank top because I had to cover the print that was on my tee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIojmjTlI/AAAAAAAAAqk/l3R3RETMVm8/s1600-h/Picture0386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSIojmjTlI/AAAAAAAAAqk/l3R3RETMVm8/s400/Picture0386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293005692400258642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking pictures before the rehearsal. (Myself, Faiz, Fiqah, Aidyl and Atiiyah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScH9Q4-3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/WeZmYkJTEgo/s1600-h/DSC00403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScH9Q4-3I/AAAAAAAAAsE/WeZmYkJTEgo/s400/DSC00403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027122585598834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I caught Sofie wearing hairband. Too bad he cannot react when I took his picture. *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHxWUX4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/1wk1DGMhv1A/s1600-h/DSC00323.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHxWUX4I/AAAAAAAAAr8/1wk1DGMhv1A/s400/DSC00323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027119387139970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREASE LIGHTNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHoin9EI/AAAAAAAAAr0/HxZ7DZxj1e8/s1600-h/DSC00285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHoin9EI/AAAAAAAAAr0/HxZ7DZxj1e8/s400/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027117022835778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some crazy "monster". LOL! Help, help! I'm scared!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHl4xKPI/AAAAAAAAArs/owkwNhAQYNc/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHl4xKPI/AAAAAAAAArs/owkwNhAQYNc/s400/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027116310407410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's actually Irsyad. Wonder why he put the plastic over his head, he must be mad. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHRW0QbI/AAAAAAAAArk/qmesE47l9zA/s1600-h/DSC00272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXScHRW0QbI/AAAAAAAAArk/qmesE47l9zA/s400/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293027110799294898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess who with cape? None other than Fiqah. Can I be her sidekick? So that I kick people's butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-mYGxmI/AAAAAAAAAsc/XddveytHLYQ/s1600-h/DSC00419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-mYGxmI/AAAAAAAAAsc/XddveytHLYQ/s400/DSC00419.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293028061334652514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fruit juice, anyone? Guess which one is mine? (THE FIRST ONE!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-krThgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/AtB-unhrskk/s1600-h/DSC00414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-krThgI/AAAAAAAAAsU/AtB-unhrskk/s400/DSC00414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293028060878308866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bobdog, anyone? Little Bobdog looks cute and I have to admit that I was like staring at it at one point and say to Shumin "So cute right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-LA7djI/AAAAAAAAAsM/aSjmr5SORHM/s1600-h/DSC00411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSc-LA7djI/AAAAAAAAAsM/aSjmr5SORHM/s400/DSC00411.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293028053989684786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah caught sleeping. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;After the musical&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;- I went back to my crazy lifestyle of sleeping at 6AM and waking up at 3pm. Sometimes I wish I have more time by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? Ok, my week was ok except that I had to endure the pain for a few days before Chelsea play against Southend (well? I was suffering before Michael Ballack equalised for Chelsea) as on Sunday it was a HUGE MATCH which leaves me feeling very crushed. Pardon me but I really do like Chelsea Football Club! FULL TIME: SOUTHEND 1 - CHELSEA 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: I hate Manchester United and guess what? During the musical, I was working with quite a number of Manchester United supporters! How horrible? Boohoo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most memorable last week was Frank Lampard scoring the winner in the final minute of stoppage time against Stoke City. Seriously, Chelsea deserved to win as they had like 30 shots on goal and probably 20 on target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair play, credit to Stoke City's goalkeeper Thomas Sorensen for all those save (at one point I was really frustrated and wish he made a mistake).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually shouted "WOOOOOW! YES YES! GOAL!! GOAL!" and guess what? My mother scolded me for that as she was actually sleeping and she was awoken by the noise. My father was like "What time already?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? Usually I would just be like "Yes!" to myself only but you know it was kind of emotional especially in the final minute of stoppage time and out of the blue Super FRANK scores. I was jumping out of my seat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVSHUbmxI/AAAAAAAAArU/Q3cTO0_KE94/s1600-h/juliano_belletti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 256px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVSHUbmxI/AAAAAAAAArU/Q3cTO0_KE94/s320/juliano_belletti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019600502102802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juliano Belletti scoring the equaliser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVR1GGiJI/AAAAAAAAArM/Ddf9_u-i1SI/s1600-h/ChelseaFC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVR1GGiJI/AAAAAAAAArM/Ddf9_u-i1SI/s320/ChelseaFC.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019595610163346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C H E L S E A !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVRwzSj7I/AAAAAAAAArE/4ACxZpDH0As/s1600-h/FrankLampard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVRwzSj7I/AAAAAAAAArE/4ACxZpDH0As/s320/FrankLampard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019594457518002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before Super Frank - Frank Lampard scored the winning goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I guess I should be pleased that my week was quite good so far and hopefully this week would be good too! I might be getting a new watch tomorrow or the following day. I'm just very pleased with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.fossilsingapore.com.sg/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/ProductDisplay?langId=10&amp;storeId=32555&amp;catalogId=20004&amp;categoryId=216002&amp;parent_category_rn=213505&amp;productId=22004701&amp;imagePath=AM4131"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see what watch I will be getting. It has crystals! I actually liked this and another one which is white in colour also have crystals but oh well, I guess I'll get that for now. (Thank you Dad!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went out window shopping but I can't find something that I really like. If I do find something that I kind of like, it's always the case of one colour only or bigger size left. I'm wearing size 27 - 28 but the size that was available was 34. Oh well, there were a lot of people yesterday as Lunar New Year is like a week away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll just be looking at pants and probably a cropped vest for my graduation. I already bought a top last month. Black, long-sleeved blouse with thin stripes which cost about $40. I like the blouse as I just feel it has that kind of neat and clean look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... Looking good makes oneself feel confident and confidence really plays a part. Oh yes, I also came across something last week and I just want to say that girls, the EYES plays a part in your looks. I am really impressed when I see how the eyes could transform how a girl looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair, your skin is very important. I still have some blemishes on my face. Got to take extra good care! HAHA. I am really impressed and surprised at how the eyes could transform how one girl could turn out to look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe I should appreciate whatever I have. Thankfully I don't have very small eyes and I have double eye lids which some girls do not have. I should be thankful for that (even though my right sometimes can't quite see it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should also be thankful that I am not disfigured and that I am a normal person. I also should be thankful that my parents has given me all that I NEED and sometimes giving me my WANTS. Bearing in mind that there might be people less fortunate, I think I should be thankful for what I have. With that, I have to THANK god for all the good things in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not rich but at least I am not poor. I have a family, a house for shelter and comfort and also food to eat. Even though I may complain at times that other people may be even better than me, to reflect on it, I realised I have all the NEEDS which is like very important to survive. So, I guess I shouldn't be complaining. I'm considered quite fortunate to have this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that people should appreciate what they have. At least we do not have to beg or salvage people's left over and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you god for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVSAYhCjI/AAAAAAAAArc/a72-vRuaAZA/s1600-h/DSC00531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSVSAYhCjI/AAAAAAAAArc/a72-vRuaAZA/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293019598640187954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone looking like a moron here. LOL. Yeah, yeah... I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSfUBXWrkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YXGCHyRdvsE/s1600-h/DSC00469_Diane_bw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSfUBXWrkI/AAAAAAAAAsk/YXGCHyRdvsE/s320/DSC00469_Diane_bw.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293030628379766338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, some random pictures of me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(P.S: HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO GWEN - My childhood friend, and oh... The night is very beautiful as I can see a lot of stars tonight. Aww...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-565436204889715043?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/565436204889715043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=565436204889715043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/565436204889715043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/565436204889715043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/01/stop-complaining-i-am-updating-it-now.html' title='Stop complaining, I am updating it now'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SXSGxc7CVnI/AAAAAAAAAqU/NFjp42xNPr8/s72-c/DSC00329(2)_NFD.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6620204798031674404</id><published>2009-01-01T08:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T08:20:43.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwJ4fpVYEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xJVyWLzLhPU/s1600-h/PL0701Q_HNY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwJ4fpVYEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xJVyWLzLhPU/s400/PL0701Q_HNY.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286110928798310466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="Tahoma" color="orange"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GOODBYE 2008! HELLO 2009!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/b&gt; May you have a good year! May you have good health and good wealth! (: [I miss my class; PL0701Q!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new year, new beginning... The start of a new chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boohoo! Guess what? My ulcer is kind of "off and on". Sometimes I feel it's ok, sometimes I'm suffering in pain. I'm super quiet. (Oh? Did I hear some people laughing? Boohoo! Not funny ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really pain and I'll tell you why as there are more than one ulcer. My gum, my tongue, under my tongue, my lips (inside). Ouch. Can you imagine that? Gosh. It happened like few days ago on Monday but it wasn't that bad at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday it was still ok, just a bit only but if I remember correctly, it was my tongue feeling a little pain and that's all but Tuesday I then realise I have ulcer but I only realise that I have more than one on WEDNESDAY! *sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How wonderful kicking off the NEW YEAR with ulcers! Hur hur hur! Well? It really makes me don't want to eat and talk. However, my first supper was at midnight (they delivered it at my doorstep at 11.58pm). I had Filet O' Fish, I don't know how I managed to eat the whole thing but seriously, I was in pain eating it instead of the usual enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL, please please I want to recover soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Anyway, it's a NEW YEAR and I don't want to spoil it. Got to think positive! Hmm... I will try and hopefully I don't argue with anyone this year! Seriously, when I reflect back about the past, every year I would always argue with a male. Oh boy. Yes, that's true. I don't know why too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, maybe sometimes I may have some bad temper and things like that but sometimes I may not realise it and sometimes I actually don't mean it. Then again, things do happen and what can I say? I'm sorry if I have offended anyone. However, that doesn't mean I am always in the wrong as sometimes I feel the other party is in the wrong. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER IT IS, I MUST NOT LET THAT HAPPEN. Yes, reminder for me: DIANE - TRY NOT TO ARGUE WITH ANYONE THIS YEAR. *Hopefully!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just one goal, I still have more but I shall not type. (Shh... It's top secret. HANDS OFF!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... It's a new year and I hope this year will be as good as last year (even though there were hicups along the way BUT hey look on the bright side).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that life is like a rollercoaster ride but seriously, last year wasn't too bad. I hope that will continue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCgDykACI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ryXsuPk_-kI/s1600-h/DSC00461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCgDykACI/AAAAAAAAAp0/ryXsuPk_-kI/s320/DSC00461.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286102812422570018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaoqiang (Angie!; right - can't find other pictures of her so I upload that photo instead) - My Secondary School Bestie! And... WILL ALWAYS BE~ I don't think I'll ever forget her even though we don't often meet after graduating in 2006. However, we still do chat with each other on MSN when we're online. So far after graduation I think I've only been out with her once or twice. I miss those days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfkim0TI/AAAAAAAAAps/jRyUldqu36w/s1600-h/DSC09814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfkim0TI/AAAAAAAAAps/jRyUldqu36w/s320/DSC09814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286102804034146610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah - Give me reasons why I would forget her? HAHA. I don't think you can give me at least SIX (Yes, SIX; My favourite number). Even if you can find whatever reason, I won't be listening as she's a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN THOUGH SHE "bullies" me at time. (Looking on the brighter side, she's there for me when I need someone. So yeah, even though she "bullies" me, she's still a good friend.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfkhFmqI/AAAAAAAAApk/M_KRlsD0-ik/s1600-h/Naqiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfkhFmqI/AAAAAAAAApk/M_KRlsD0-ik/s320/Naqiah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286102804027775650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah - (: Thanks for the memories! HAHA. You and Fiqah always gang up against me but still, at times can be nice to me too. Boohoo! (Be on my side next time, ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfX2VsRI/AAAAAAAAApU/HkeEz8WiZR4/s1600-h/Ashik.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfX2VsRI/AAAAAAAAApU/HkeEz8WiZR4/s320/Ashik.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286102800627249426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfZOHNfI/AAAAAAAAApc/J13zq9CcbHQ/s1600-h/Ashik2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwCfZOHNfI/AAAAAAAAApc/J13zq9CcbHQ/s320/Ashik2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286102800995399154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashik - You know, I really don't know what to say. When I reflect back, I realised that we tend to have arguements and stuff like that. For the past year or so, I think he's one that I tend to have an arguement with. (Even though there are some others whom I had arguements with but in this case, seems like more than those?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking on the brighter side, that bear can somehow be nice but I don't know how nice. (Mean?) *Oops* Ok, I hope he doesn't read that! =D Then again, sometimes reading the previous text messages he sent made me smile. [Oh, don't get me wrong (:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't wish to have arguements (with anyone) this year but I know it's kind of impossible but ok, I'll try to keep it just at least TWO only. I feel that last year I had quite a number of arguements but I guess in 2007 and 2006 I had more. SO OK, I'M TRYING TO CUT THAT DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Things that I have to remind myself&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be much patient and calm. At times I tend to get a bit impatient. HOWEVER, at times I can be patient and calm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be a good girl. (Yes, I'm always good but never perfect - LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to learn to be a little outgoing and easy-going. Yes, I'm actually quite shy though my friends don't think so. Hmm... At times I can be both but sometimes I really wish that I'm much outgoing and yes, at times be really easy-going. I feel that sometimes I still "hold back". HAHA. Loosen up girl~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay optimist (Yes, I am but sometimes it's a bit difficult in certain situations but... I guess I'll have to always be an optimist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try and prove people wrong - Yes, people always think I'm this and that but they don't know who I really am on the inside. People tend to judge you blindly at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger management! - Managing my anger. Sometimes I just can't control it. Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend more times with my friends - Yes, especially Fiqah keep complaining that I usually spend time with my family, lesser with friends. Humph! How can you say that?? OK, I will try and spend "more" time. (Err? Don't know how "more" is that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep early? - My dad have been telling that. My mother too. Boohoo! I find it so hard. It's like a habit. [Break that habit! Err? I'll try]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE CHELSEA. Yes, I love you so much. BLUE IS THE COLOUR + SUPER FRANK + LEGEND ZOLA + JT 26 + STAMFORD BRIDGE + SW6 . . . . . . . . . . . . (and the list goes on...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, ok... I'll end here for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FIRST ENTRY FOR 2009. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning everyone! (It's morning when I'm typing this)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to sleep! &lt;i&gt;Peace~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;times; &amp;hearts; &amp;times; &amp;hearts; &lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;-to-the-&lt;b&gt;IA&lt;/b&gt;-to-the-&lt;b&gt;NE&lt;/b&gt; // DIANE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6620204798031674404?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6620204798031674404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6620204798031674404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6620204798031674404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6620204798031674404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello-2009.html' title='HELLO 2009!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SVwJ4fpVYEI/AAAAAAAAAp8/xJVyWLzLhPU/s72-c/PL0701Q_HNY.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-8630568187332910659</id><published>2008-12-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:37:52.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell 2008: It has been wonderful</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color=#ffcc66 face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, what a way to end your 2008 when you are in "pain". Yes, I am suffering in pain now. Ulcers and my tongue hurts! Damn, do you know how pain can that be? I talk lesser now and I don't feel like eating somehow because of that as it HURTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur hur hur! How sad?? However, if looking on the brighter side 2008 has been quite a good year for me. Hopefully 2009 will be a good year for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, I have to start my 2009 with a CRAZY HECTIC WEEK. Yes, I have to and I feel like "can I just give up now?" upon looking at the schedule (The Grease Musical) that was given to me earlier on today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LONG HOURS and I CAN'T ENJOY IT (well? If you look at it that way and put it that way and feel "Oh my god, this is hell" or "Ok, that's a challenge").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I'm not sure if I can be really strong (or let's put it this way YES, DIANE IS THE BEST I KNOW - LOL! Ok, I was just kidding) as we start early and end late at night. I am just afraid health will take it's toil and that we become sick and that might affect us. Will it? I HOPE I WON'T FALL SICK (and also to the rest of the crew and cast)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 has been wonderful so far. I may not end on a really HIGH note [read above; as I'm in pain], however am pleased with my Final Year Examination results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me have a recap to what I did in 2008:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; Hmm? What happened in January? Oh, back to school. Boohoo! I was like "Boy,I can't believe it's 2008! Second year already. Oh my, time flies!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; February? Hmm... Oh, this year is a leap year. On the 29th of February went to take neoprints with my two good friends - Fiqah and Naqiah. (: I guess that's the only neoprint we had together (as in the three of us together).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; March - Errr... I can't recall much. Oh no! HAHA. Yes, I'm thinking now. Ok,I'm actually checking my previous post. Hmm? Ok, I just realise I had quite a number of media during that month. Wow. HAHA. Had videos and pictures. Hmm, interesting to have that on my blog. THEREFORE, you cannot say I have too many WORDS! (&lt;i&gt;Muahahaha!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; April - Hmm... Actually April seems to be a fun month. I'm looking at my previous entry (April entry) and I feel that I had lots of interesting things eh? HAHA. Check it out. &lt;a href="http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008_04_01_archive.html"&gt;April 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember at Seoul Garden when some couldn't recognise me. I looked at them and they look at me wondering who I am - "Eh, who is that?" when someone told them you can sit at that table (the table that myself and Xiaoqiang [Angie] were sitting at along with Berwin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was kind of funny somehow as the lights weren't so bright, a little dim and I was wearing contact lens, straighten my hair and ok, wore some makeup (Hey,no big deal. I didn't use too much either and I don't often use it, I only use it on certain occasions) when they say "That's Diane" reaction was "Huh?! DIANE???". HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; May - Chelsea sacked Avram Grant. My 300th entry and I bought a few The Body Shop in that month. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; June - Had my examinations. 5th of June! Hmm... After that it was holidays for me and oh, I won free tickets to watch "Kungfu Panda" and "The Incredible Hulk". First 150 get free tickets to watch those and I'm among the 150 people! HAHA. Hmm? There were two people that I watched with. "Kungfu Panda", I watched it with Brainer and "The Incredible Hulk" I watched it with Fiqah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah's my savior. HAHA. As Brainer had to leave and I asked Bernie to come down quick as the next screening is at 3pm which was like about 20 to 30 minutes time. Sadly, he could not come down as he had something on last minute and also, I asked him last minute. That was UNEXPECTED seriously. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ok... In the end, I decided to text Fiqah. Actually, I want her to go with me to catch those two movies but she didn't want to. Boohoo! Ok, in the end she watched with me. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidentally, she happened to live not so far away from Orchard (Cathay Cineleisure) and also, she just finished showering. How cool was that? Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; July - A bit of a rollercoaster ride for me. There were times whereby I'm really really angry at something. Went to watch "Get Smart" with Faiz, Irsyad and Fiqah. Hmm? Now I'm thinking if that was the last movie I watch in the cinemas? Hmm... Ehhhhh, no. That wasn't. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; August - National Day! HAHA. Also, it was my cousin's wedding on National Day itself. Hmm... Reflect back about myself when I was young and now. HAHA. More of like comparing how I looked! Hmm? Bought new pair of shoes. Yes, Adidas sleek series. (BUT now, some paint came off a little! Grr! You should look at the photos that I took when I first bought it, SO NEW AND SUPER ATTRACTIVE. LOL.) It was also a bit of up and down during that month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; September - FORMULA ONE (F1) - First ever night race in Singapore. I was drooling over Kimi Raikkoneon. I still do like that lad. Charming dude with that killer eyes look at you. HAHA. Got myself Celine Dion's perfume. Fiqah and Naqiah's birthday month too. Hmm? I was out of wrapping paper and I did "something". HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had this drama gathering. It was actually a surprise party for Hafiz Yasim and it was also fasting month! HAHA. So yeah, break fast outside and also celebrated his birthday. Sadly, the birthday cake is Banana Chocolate. I don't like banana. Boooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I feel that September is just like yesterday! Seriously, it feels like oh my god, time flies soooooooo FAST. It's like I can remember the things from September till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;OCTOBER&lt;/u&gt; - Diane turns 18. Yes, I turned 18 on October 4th 2008. My mother gave birth to me on October 4th 1990 at 8.31AM. Hmm... I had this little party with my family. My mother ordered two large pizzas, some chicken wings and 100 sticks of satays! Cool huh? Love it. *grins* Hmm... Hari Raya - Went visiting with my friends too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; November - Stressful period? HAHA. Well, finally am done with my Final Year Project. Phew!~ That was really a pain in the ass. I didn't update that much too. HAHA. I'm also busy with test and also trying to find time to revise for my Final Year Exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;+&lt;/b&gt; DECEMBER - And finally, December. Had my Final Year Examinations. Oh boy, I was really nervous and scared somehow. I did not panic but I was really nervous. I told myself to remain calm because if I do panic, I may forget things. Remain calm and focus was what I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Fast foward it, Christmas... Boxing Day. Hmm? Boxing Day (26th December), the day whereby my Final Year Exam results release. Boy, you know what? Few days before the result was released, I was really scared. I kept thinking of it day and night. Yes, how crazy was that? However, that all changes when I look at my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL I proved enough to my doubters. Yes, to those people who doubt me, I really do feel satisified now as I proved you wrong about myself. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are people who doubts me and I remember them like thinking highly of themselves and think that I am not up to par with them. So, who has the last laugh now? Guess what? The end result, they are not up to par with me. They lost ground and they just lose their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore I can say I have proved you wrong. Do not judge people. (: As simple as that. I admit I kind of struggle in my first year, the first semester. I find it a little pressurising and I was trying to adapt to school and the environment around me. Oh well, to those doubters who used to doubt me, I rest my case. I'm done here as I've proved you wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... As for now, I have to get through another obstacle in front of me. Oh boy, the Grease Musical is not so far away and it's going to be a hectic week for me. Yes, us cast and crew are gonna be REALLY STRESSED and EXHAUSTED. I think we are going to zombies. It's going to be a hectic week from 2nd of January to 10th of January!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob* It's a pain in the ass. What a torture and oh, I only have today and tomorrow to enjoy before I enter "Mission: POSSIBLE". Feeling the heat as a crew. First time trying as crew and oh boy, it's tough! You got to ensure that you get it right for the cast. Well? It's a two-way thing I suppose? You do your part, I do my part. Without those two, there's nothing to show for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghhhhh... Whatever it is, it is kind of stressful and tiring somehow. Especially when I look at my schedule, oh boy... Long hours. Hmm? Maybe that's a time for me to 'learn' how to sleep early. I don't know if that is possible but hey - Remember "Mission: POSSIBLE". Yes, yes. That's my mission. Nothing is impossible I suppose? Though there are things that I feel are impossible (for example: bring the moon to earth, that's TOTALLY impossible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, TAKE CARE EVERYONE! HAVE A GOOD YEAR AHEAD! May you be blessed with good health and good wealth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITH LOVE,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIANE (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-8630568187332910659?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/8630568187332910659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=8630568187332910659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8630568187332910659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/8630568187332910659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/12/farewell-2008-it-has-been-wonderful.html' title='Farewell 2008: It has been wonderful'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7857034455742740917</id><published>2008-12-23T02:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T03:12:32.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy D? Well, at least I am updating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFCC33" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;big&gt;Diane is such a lazy blogger!&lt;/big&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DISAGREE! HAHA. Ok, maybe I have been lazy lately after my examinations. Boohoo! Hey, at least I'm updating it now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DRAMA REUNION IS CANCELLED!&lt;/b&gt; (Not many people attending so we called it off)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have not been feeling so well since Sunday. In fact, on Friday I feel a little unwell but as the day progresses, I felt better but who knew on Sunday it came back again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so crazy on Friday. Don't know why too. Was really hyper on that day even though I'm actually tired! Yes, I am. I slept for like 1 hour again. (Few days ago I slept for 1 hour too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like I have some trouble sleeping lately. Trouble as in, TO SLEEP EARLY. Boohoo! Sunday was bad, my body was aching a little and it feels 'heavy'. It's warm and I don't feel that good. My head is in a spin and oh boy, I'm hoping that I'll get better soon. I feel a little better than yesterday but still I wouldn't say I'm 100 percent well. Probably 75 to 85 percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr... How annoying can that be?? It seems like nobody knows about it (my family that is!) as I have been keeping it to myself. So far I can say I am blessed with good health this year. Just a few hiccups along the way only. Nothing major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, next year I will be blessed with good health again. Thank god for keeping me healthy (95 percent of the time) and you know what? This year I have been surrounded with all the sick people! &lt;b&gt;Thankfully,&lt;/b&gt; I am strong enough to hold on and not fall sick. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the reason why I should be thankful. I hope to end my year on a high note. As this year has been quite fantastic so far. I really would love to end on a high note. That would be a bonus to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I have been working hard this year. (Ok, at times I am lazy but I guess I'm mostly hardworking in certain ways)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confident huh? Well, to reflect on it... I feel so far I have done quite alright even though at times I feel that I could have done better. Looking on the brighter side, I have to remain optimist. I am an optimist but sometimes you can get a little carried away and feel that you could have done better. What's the word? &lt;i&gt;Disappointed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times, you tell yourself you are going to achieve this target but when one does not go your way and that you feel you could have done better you somehow feel disappointed and maybe regret I guess? I felt that way a few times because I am dying to achieve the target and when it's OK (wouldn't say a bad outcome but you feel that you could have done way better!), you still feel a little upset, agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe some might say - "I have done my best". Sometimes by doing "your best", you feel you could have done much much much better. Well? I do feel that way at times. Oh well, can't deny that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Have you ever feel that sometimes some people talk without thinking and offend others? I feel sometimes we have to control and be tactful with our choice of words so as to not offend the other. Ok, maybe at times I may be the "offender" but I MOSTLY remind myself that I have to be tactful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You like it or not, some might say "WHAT? I AM JUST BEING STRAIGHTFORWARD ONLY."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's good to be STRAIGHTFORWARD. However, being too straightforward at times is a bad thing. I feel one should learn how to be tactful. Had it been you, would you be pleased? I mean, just put yourself in the other's position. How would you feel if you were in that position?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not an angel. I make mistakes in life too but I always tell myself to try and understand the situation and be tactful. Not everyone is fortunate and if the other doesn't have what you have, you should cherish it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends think that I am spoiled. Getting what I want and all. THAT IS NOT TRUE. I feel I am quite disciplined and I only ask my father for things when I need it or it's a MUST to have it. Only sometimes (once a blue moon), only then I will ask him to buy for me something that I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, those people who said that I'm spoiled are wrong to say that because I am not. I feel I am a disciplined person and it's not as if I owned designers' goods (think: LV, Gucci, Prada, Coach, etc).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those that I have are those that most people can afford. Even sometimes I go for cheap buys and I usually like to buy my clothes when they are on sale. Only sometimes I buy when they are not on sale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel I am wrongly judged. I am a smart shopper I feel. I usually buy when it's on sale that way I get to save more and get more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever I have typed are just things that came to my mind and things that I encountered. I don't want anyone later on saying if I am refering to them or anything like that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, anyway... Lately I am a bit addicted to Viwawa. I created an account in February this year but only recently I started playing it. Weird huh? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_lKUyfbgI/AAAAAAAAApE/1uGY2Ob4QXM/s1600-h/Viwawa_banner.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 59px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_lKUyfbgI/AAAAAAAAApE/1uGY2Ob4QXM/s320/Viwawa_banner.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282692853470817794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nuts about that game. Boohoo! HAHA. Well? Yesterday (Monday), I did not play it. See, I can resist. It's all in the mind. EVEN THOUGH IT MAY TEMPT YOU. Resist the temptation. HAHA. What can you not resist? HAHA. *wonders* (Err? Keep it to yourself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVIYtqiI/AAAAAAAAAok/CiphS3bY-2s/s1600-h/MyWawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVIYtqiI/AAAAAAAAAok/CiphS3bY-2s/s320/MyWawa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676546445617698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My first Ashley Kid Vivawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVC1ODII/AAAAAAAAAoc/2de4jFntFWw/s1600-h/Diane_Viwawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVC1ODII/AAAAAAAAAoc/2de4jFntFWw/s320/Diane_Viwawa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676544954567810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(After that I change the outfit; My current Ashley Kid Viwawa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVI4q3uI/AAAAAAAAAos/emIvSlpOpeY/s1600-h/StacieKid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVI4q3uI/AAAAAAAAAos/emIvSlpOpeY/s320/StacieKid.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676546579652322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(My second Viwawa - Stacie Kid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVixPwfI/AAAAAAAAAo8/DweI69cR09Y/s1600-h/YoannGourcuff13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVixPwfI/AAAAAAAAAo8/DweI69cR09Y/s320/YoannGourcuff13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676553527837170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVvb7mSI/AAAAAAAAAo0/N6a_Hv8qK1s/s1600-h/YoannGourcuff3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 273px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_WVvb7mSI/AAAAAAAAAo0/N6a_Hv8qK1s/s320/YoannGourcuff3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282676556928096546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...And those two? None other than darling Yoann Gourcuff *grins* [Not only is he charming and has long lashes BUT he's a skillful play too! And oh, IF Ratna see those pictures she'll "comment".] Yes, no more Xabi Alonso because of what he did against Chelsea! LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THOSE WHO ARE ITCHING (girls only), TAKE A LOOK AT THIS.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="www.fanpop.com/spots/ricardo-kaka/links/800984"&gt;Ricardo Kaka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going "gaga"? HAHA. Yoann Gourcuff? Ricardo Kaka? (Who's name is actually: Ricardo Izecson dos Santos Leite but when he was young his younger brother could not pronounced "Ricardo" instead called him Caca) Gosh. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLICK HERE TO READ HOW TO CHOOSE A &lt;a href="http://www.associatedcontent.com/article/88943/how_to_choose_a_good_perfume.html?page=2&amp;cat=46"&gt;GOOD PERFUME&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_lK-U9x9I/AAAAAAAAApM/bcIMCpbkWAM/s1600-h/BioreSunblock.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_lK-U9x9I/AAAAAAAAApM/bcIMCpbkWAM/s320/BioreSunblock.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282692864621266898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIORE SUNBLOCK. Sunblock that I am using. I feel it's light in texture and well? So far, it has been good to me. (: I can't remember how much it cost but it's less than $16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who uses makeup, it might be a good makeup base too - I encourage others to use mineral makeup. Even though it's costly! Yes, maybe in the near future I should get one. Think of your skin in the long term. I'm working on my skin. I know I don't really have good skin but I can say it's much better now than in 2006 (though towards the end of 2006 it somehow got better).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's difficult when you're in puberty stage, anything can just erupt. I try to keep my stress level and anger at bay most of the time and as usual drink plenty of water!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, I was looking at my mobile phone just now (sadly,I'm using back my previous phone Sony Ericsson W810i as my STUPID NOKIA 6500s is giving me problems!) and I found out that I had quite a few videos and some of them are really funny. HAHA. One of them is that I recorded had Faiz in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting I had a few of Fiqah's videos too. Gosh, those days. I miss them! But I have a few recent ones that I recorded last week. Boy, it was funny I tell you. Hmm? Now I'm thinking if I should upload Faiz' video. *wonders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7857034455742740917?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7857034455742740917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7857034455742740917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7857034455742740917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7857034455742740917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/12/lazy-d-well-at-least-i-am-updating.html' title='Lazy D? Well, at least I am updating!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SU_lKUyfbgI/AAAAAAAAApE/1uGY2Ob4QXM/s72-c/Viwawa_banner.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-4971232488049518457</id><published>2008-12-10T03:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T04:47:01.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO DECEMBER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye PL0701B/PL0701Q&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's over. To be exact - My FINAL YEAR examination ended like a week ago (5th December), just one day, one paper but it's more like "One opportunity, one outcome".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's holidays for me now. It's a long long one I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go any further, I would like to wish all my classmates - All the best in everything they do and that I really cherish those memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far the best class. Hmm? Ok, I do like my secondary classmates BUT I do dislike some of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minus those that I dislike and all, it's a good class actually and yes, my lower secondary Form Teacher - Ms Sherly Lim was a really Form Teacher (upper secondary she's my SCIENCE TEACHER! &lt;b&gt;Mind you&lt;/b&gt;, she actually only teaches the Express class Science! So I guess I was fortunate to have a really good teacher teaching me Science).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting - my lower secondary Science teacher - Ms Millicent Chua. She's a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My upper secondary Form Teacher - Mr James Tan was a really nice form teacher. I guess whoever gets him as their Form Teacher should be fortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's very caring and understanding Form Teacher. Not forgetting - patient! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I guess those teachers that has taught me were really nice people. (Maybe just one or two along the way that I don't fancy that much but hey, look on the brighter side!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before I get carried away I would like to tell everyone that I'm really fortunate to have Mr Desmond See as my Class Advisor. (I'm not bragging ok! *grins* I know those who might know him would go "DARN! YOU'RE SO LUCKY!" - oh, someone ever did say that actually.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he's a really nice Class Advisor. Patient and approachable. I am pleased to have him as my Class Advisor and I guess I'm fortunate too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The memories of PL0701B/Q will always be kept close to my heart. Thanks for the memories and let us not forget each other. Do keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am not someone who forgets my friends just like that. I still remember my primary school and secondary school friends! Oh, maybe those that I don't often talk to, I may forget BUT if you tell me your name and all I'll remember. Why is that so? WELL! Some people their physical appearance change! HAHA. So yeah, it's hard to recognise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope Fiqah doesn't forget me! HAHA. I will definitely not forget her. (Fiqah - Always 'bullies' me in a nice way [can be mean sometimes in a jokingly manner], helpful, can be hyper [evil?],nice and will always remember the times during Drama - definitely fun.) I also did not forget my secondary school best pal - Angie (Xiaoqiang)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course... I also remember my good pal - Naqiah. (: (Don't say I forget you! I did not!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though, "Aliveman" (Amelia) was with the class for the first 6 months of last year, I still remember all the good times we had. Especially the eraser thing and the 1901 hotdog!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HIv7OaYI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pDzDE0chelo/s1600-h/DSC00041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HIv7OaYI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pDzDE0chelo/s320/DSC00041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277874766442555778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie and I ("Smile!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HJEZ_TAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3FJQuDb3mK0/s1600-h/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HJEZ_TAI/AAAAAAAAAoM/3FJQuDb3mK0/s320/Image075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277874771940297730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiqah ("Wow, that item really impressed me!")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HJOJ2bEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1Lq4cHRFLYc/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HJOJ2bEI/AAAAAAAAAoU/1Lq4cHRFLYc/s320/Image018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277874774556961858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah (Playful, eh? Oops!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Why must all good things come to an end? Well, our friendship definitely hasn't end! (It's strong! ...and will always be!) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I can't believe it's December and soon it'll be January. Boohoo! 2008 has come and is going to go really soon. *sob* *sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... I guess you got to cherish everything that you have and make good use of it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, before I end my entry, would like to say that a new blogskin will be up soon. HOWEVER! I need the help of you guys to help me decide which skin is better. Soon, I'll be uploading pictures of the two skin, help me choose which skin that you think is better. CAN? CAN?? I'M COUNTING ON YOU SO MAKE SURE YOU DO A GOOD JOB! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.I.A! //That is: THANKS IN ADVANCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off now~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt; &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-4971232488049518457?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/4971232488049518457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=4971232488049518457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4971232488049518457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/4971232488049518457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-december.html' title='HELLO DECEMBER!'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/ST7HIv7OaYI/AAAAAAAAAoE/pDzDE0chelo/s72-c/DSC00041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-6199282615626003643</id><published>2008-11-24T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T05:31:27.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep going, keep going... Soon you'll be there</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FINALLY I'M DONE WITH MY FINAL YEAR PROJECT! Woohoo!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just completed my Final Report. Oh boy. That was tough. Got to print it later though! Grr... Anyway, it's a relieve for me. I've been really busy these days with it. As you can see, I haven't been updating my blog regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start off, I would like to remind myself that I have to start revising. OK, tomorrow I will start revising. No more project now, it's study time! Boohoo! Nevermind, just endure. (: It's just a matter of time before I can just let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? I'm thinking of yesterday. Why is that so? Oh, I'm thinking of the food. Umm... Yummy!~ &lt;b&gt;Hot Plate Rice Combo (My favourite!) + Prawn Fritters &amp;... &lt;u&gt;Butter Sotong&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; Dad spent about $40 for the food yesterday. That was for dinner. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Early] Supper, I ate Chicken McNuggets Extra Value Meal (6 pieces of nuggets, large fries and Heaven &amp; Earth Jasmine Green Tea [My favourite!]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today for lunch I had rice with fried chicken, barbeque chicken and fried eggs.Darn. Thinking of food, simply makes me drool. HAHA. Ok, doesn't quite make me drool but makes me REALLY THINK ABOUT IT. *Oops!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I took some pictures of the Sesame Street gang yesterday. Hmm? Just a few of them. Elmo, Cookie Monster were the ones that I can remember clearly. Oh, Ernie and Bert too. (I might post it in the next entry as I haven't transfer the photos to my computer yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawns. I'm kind of tired. That is the reason why I'll start revising tomorrow. These few days, I simply keep typing and typing and typing and typing and now... I'm typing this. Ok, this one is exceptional. I've been wanting to blog in the past few days but I just don't have the time to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, as I was surfing the internet, I came across THESE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sony Ericsson W705i&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwCv8hBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/M73JkWYXVJU/s1600-h/SonyEricssonW705i.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwCv8hBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/M73JkWYXVJU/s320/SonyEricssonW705i.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272265733185504274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This phone is cool to me. 3.2 megapixels. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Camera images geo-tagging (cell-ID) &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Java MIDP 2.0 &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FM radio with RDS &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FM receiver &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MP3/AAC/MPEG4 player &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Walkman 3.0 player&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Shake control &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SensMe &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TrackID music recognition &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- YouTube service in Media Center &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Picture editor/blogging &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Organiser &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Built-in handsfree &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Voice memo &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have two colours. One is Luxury Silver, the other Passionate Red. Hmm? Passionate Red seems "dark" and "mysterious" in a way but I prefer Luxury Silver. It looks classy yet the fun edginess is somewhat there. Well, that's how I feel when I look at it. It has Wi-Fi! (My current phone doesn't have)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, check that out - &lt;a href="http://www.sonyericsson.com/cws/products/mobilephones/specifications/w705?cc=sg&amp;lc=en"&gt;Sony Ericsson W705i&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next phone is a phone that has been on my list since it's release. It looks really cool then again, when I think about the size, it seems like it's bulky. Hmm? Will it still be in my list? I'm not too sure for now but I can say the next phone after this is something that really catches my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, if you are going for more memory and want a camera that's higher than 3 megapixels then this phone would be a good choice. 16GB internal flash memory plus microSD expansion, 5 megapixels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nokia N96&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwBoSLlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CwPNPR9uMrY/s1600-h/NokiaN96.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwBoSLlI/AAAAAAAAAnM/CwPNPR9uMrY/s320/NokiaN96.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272265732884934226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Editor's rating: 6.9/10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;User's rating: 7.9/10&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those ratings are from CNET Australia (alternatively, you may want to go to CNET Asia to check it out). Click &lt;a href="http://www.cnet.com.au/mobilephones/phones/0,239025953,339285848,00.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to go to the site to see the specifications and reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from the official Nokia site. &lt;a href="http://www.nokia.com.sg/link?cid=PLAIN_TEXT_941092"&gt; NOKIA N96&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm kind of lazy to type the specifications out. Hmm? Then again, if you look at the phone closely, it kind of reminds you of Nokia N81, agree? Well? I feel that way about it. It's like Nokia N81.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next phone is on par with Sony Ericsson W705i, in terms of my choice of phones that is! This phone reminds me of an iPhone as it's touchscreen. This phone is also a good choice I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nokia 5800 XpressMusic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwRVoUlI/AAAAAAAAAnU/j8rs1MwnElA/s1600-h/Nokia5800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwRVoUlI/AAAAAAAAAnU/j8rs1MwnElA/s320/Nokia5800.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272265737101660754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's your take on the design? Kind of reminds you of Apple's iPhone? Yes (si), no (no)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Built-in GPS receiver &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nokia Maps 2.0 Touch &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Java MIDP 2.0 &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MP3/WMA/WAV/eAAC+ player &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MPEG4/WMV/3gp video player &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Stereo FM radio with RDS &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- TV out &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Built-in handsfree &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting that a 8GB microSD memory card is included (expandable up to 16GB), 81MB internal memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww... Which would be a better choice for me? Currently, I'm just thinking of the two - Sony Ericsson W705i and THIS! (Nokia 5800 XpressMusic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information, click &lt;a href="http://www.nokia.com.sg/A41281062"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to read more about the Nokia 5800 XpressMusic. Hmm? This phone kind of STOLE my heart away. Especially with the touchscreen feature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current phone - Nokia 6500s, it's only about 5 months old and sometimes it frustrates me because of this "updating library" which would make my phone freeze and sometimes just reset by itself. Ok, sorry... I'm unable to find the right word to use it now. So pardon me for the usage of words. Hmm? Ok, give my phone some credit too. I like the size and to have a slide phone is kind of cool. Hmm? SMS has been ok but I guess the media part sucks? Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A picture of the Nokia 6500s - My current phone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsTzLRVb4I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vGyTjcylu4k/s1600-h/Nokia_6500s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsTzLRVb4I/AAAAAAAAAn0/vGyTjcylu4k/s320/Nokia_6500s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272329558687051650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Ok, enough of mobile phones for now. Don't want to go CRAZY over it. Help! Help! HAHA. Ok... I'm still sane. Don't worry. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone because of how he/she looks or for who he/she is? This is a tough question I would say. Looks somehow makes you attracted to it but then again, if it's for long term, what's your choice? Still going with looks or his/her personality?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? I'm going to leave it as an open-ended question. Though I would have to say that I spot a really cute guy the other time. That guy is simply angelic! Cute charming smile with that boyish-angelic looks and a nice tan that stil makes him look manly looking at me and smile. My my my. It melts my heart I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? I was playing my PSP on my way to school and I looked up and I spotted this guy. He looked at me and smiled. Aww... That was really sweet but, DIANE GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF. I kind of act as though nothing happened and sort of smiled back but I was like smiling to myself, was kind of blushing a little but I tell myself, come on... Be realistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really looks 'angelic'. He has that cuteness and innocence in him. Hmm? Ok, he's not that tall but not too short I suppose? He's probably 1.7 metres tall at least. Hmm? Lean and tanned. Has that boyish looks but his tan makes him look a little manly. Boy-man combination? Aww... HAHA. Hmm? Probably, some may not like. He's not as if Edison Chen that type or Lee Ryan or Duncan James that kind. He's a decent looking person with that cuteness and angelic looks in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that's just someone that somehow attracts you and that you are just 'eyeing' on for a moment. It's not as if he's going to be my boyfriend or anything like that, right? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would be nice to have a boyfriend like him. HAHA. Provided that guy is a really great guy to be with. Meaning to say that, he likes me for who I am. Anyway, this kind of things are hard to describe. It's always so complicated and it's best not to poke into other people's business I guess? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one tells you about their problem with their beloved one then I guess the best that you can do is to advice and give your opinion. It's best that the two of them make an effort and clear things in the air. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, it seems like some of my friends are having some relationship problems. Yes, a handful of them. About 4 of them. I guess things are better now. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One friend asked me this question: "Have boyfriend already?" and I replied "Nah" and my friend reaction was like: "Huh? Still single? Thought have boyfriend already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, this kind of thing is not that simple. It also never cross my mind. I don't know. Seriously, with all the task that are in hand I just didn't question myself until a friend ask me that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see a need or to rush things just for the sake of having a boyfriend. I'd like to stress this again - I AM NOT DESPERATE TO HAVE A BOYFRIEND. (It's funny when you just talk about a cute guy and stuff like that, sometimes people would think that way. Oh god. Come on! Sheesh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if there isn't a suitable partner why would you want to rush just for the sake of having one or the sake to brag to your friends? I prefer long-term relationship and I feel it's not that simple. Have you ever question yourself - Am I sure about this? Is this the right choice? How would it progress?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even know that person long enough? Do we often communicate? I just feel that communication is the key in any relationship. If there's a breakdown in communcation it's like you can kiss goodbye to it. No understanding between the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going against anybody. I'm just making a point and expressing how I feel. I mean it's just an opinion and I don't have any right to just write people off. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, talking about relationship. You know the England WAGS &lt;br /&gt;(Wives and Girlfriends of footballers)? I kind of fancy Carly Zucker (Joe Cole's). Looks aside. Some may argue that Victoria Beckham looks better or perhaps, Toni Poole (Terry) or Alex Curran (Gerrard) or... Cheryl Tweedy (Ash Cole)... so on and so forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What makes me admire Carly is that not only she's a fit girl (she's a fitness trainer,mind you!), she seems down-to-earth and casual. Not the diva-like but I guess that makes her kind of unique. Makes her independent. (: You go girl!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0_jB_7I/AAAAAAAAAns/XSICb6itR3g/s1600-h/joe_cole2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0_jB_7I/AAAAAAAAAns/XSICb6itR3g/s320/joe_cole2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272325191853277106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Cole!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0w8JHxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/j_-NURZH0dE/s1600-h/Joe_Cole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0w8JHxI/AAAAAAAAAnk/j_-NURZH0dE/s320/Joe_Cole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272325187932069650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Cole! Well? He may not look charming in those pictures but he's a charming guy. (Provided he shave his beard! *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0Qfc6RI/AAAAAAAAAnc/kpLKrU7lysg/s1600-h/AlexCurran_CarlyZucker.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsP0Qfc6RI/AAAAAAAAAnc/kpLKrU7lysg/s320/AlexCurran_CarlyZucker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272325179221797138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex Curran (Stevie G's) and Carly Zucker (Joey's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsTzWLQmZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/DSg9z8eH3lw/s1600-h/Carly_Zucker.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSsTzWLQmZI/AAAAAAAAAn8/DSg9z8eH3lw/s320/Carly_Zucker.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272329561614358930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carly Zucker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; Oh well... I'm off now~ (Oh wait, two things I'll like to say: Thanks Steve for the help the other day and... A new blogskin will be up soon. Nothing much, just some modifications of the current one. Alright, that's all~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; &lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-6199282615626003643?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/6199282615626003643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=6199282615626003643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6199282615626003643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/6199282615626003643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/11/keep-going-keep-going-soon-youll-be.html' title='Keep going, keep going... Soon you&apos;ll be there'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SSrZwCv8hBI/AAAAAAAAAnE/M73JkWYXVJU/s72-c/SonyEricssonW705i.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-823701768869817109</id><published>2008-11-13T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:32:10.749+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Scusi!* Buongiorno! Come sta? Io sono Diane. Tu?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pardon me if I make a mistake, I'm not fluent in Italian, managed to pick up a few words only. It's actually ... "Excuse me! Hello! How are you? I'm Diane. [...and] You?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been &lt;u&gt;about a month since I last blogged&lt;/u&gt;. Goodness me. Yes, my apologies! I've been quite busy lately and I don't have the time to blog. Even if I do have some spare time, I would be tired to blog or not in the mood to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,at least I'm blogging again... Right,right? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where should I start? There's a lot of things that happened and I don't know where and how I should begin. Hmm? There are the ups and the downs. Today is a new week, it's too earlier to judge. Last week was a bit dark but towards the end of the week, it was way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? What more can I say? This is life. Life's like that. I guess you got to live with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? All I can say is, it's a hectic month. Project project project. Yes, in my mind it's all project but hey, it's over now. I'm left with presentation for now, phase test and my final year examination (which is on the 3rd of December). I feel drained just by thinking of it. It's like an energy absorber. Wonder how long more can this little sponge absorb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know like what they say - "Don't fix it when it's not broken".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in the "7 Habits of Highly Ineffective People" book, it's more like... "Rules are meant to be broken". What's your take? I guess I'm somewhere in between. I mean, there are times whereby following the crowd is a bad thing but there are times, if it's going well for you, just be pleased and thank god. Don't try to be a "hero" and do something, and end up the thing blaming yourself and regretting the actions. You can't just hit - "Control + Z" to undo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, this week has been pretty good. There are some nice and funny things that happened. It's really funny when I looked back at it, it really does make me laugh. Hmm? I feel it's a better week this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ok... I am not going to talk about the things that happened as there were many things that happened and if I were to type it out, oh boy... It's going to be a very WORDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Events that going to take place next week: Hmm, Server and Administration Phase Test is on Tuesday. Boohoo! I'm very worried. On Wednesday is my group presentation (I'm dying to do well for it). Thursday? Hmm... Just a short presentation of the Business Plan for 1 of my module (Career Developement... Err? I can't remember the actual name for it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, for today... I'm just going to show you some videos. Enjoy. I just want to share that we're all humans. I'm not like trying to 'humilate' or crticise. I just want share and remind people that &lt;b&gt;JUST BE YOURSELF.&lt;/b&gt; Some people feel depressed looking at those celebrities, wanting to kill themselves, go for plastic surgery or simply hate themselves. With those, I hope it changes your mind. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And oh, Faiz... I was about to update my blog few days ago but was really busy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FL8WKbYv6fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FL8WKbYv6fc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_eufFb9yR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D_eufFb9yR0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no more of it already. Now...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w_DusVplDjA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end this entry, here's some music for you to (listen and to watch [the video]) enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fVqvmOgfQ6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fVqvmOgfQ6E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2fNloJAge0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j2fNloJAge0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Elements of Life" - Tiësto (Official video)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt;#-&lt;u&gt;PEACE OUT~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-823701768869817109?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/823701768869817109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=823701768869817109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/823701768869817109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/823701768869817109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-again.html' title='Back again~'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7143379396677787629</id><published>2008-10-19T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T23:54:07.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reflection of my life, is it good or bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesn't like flawless skin? I am missing it. I used to have but as you know, we go through puberty. When I look back at some of my pictures, I then asked myself, where and how did it become like that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was in Primary 5, Primary 6, Secondary 1 it wasn't that bad. Just a few pimples, the ones that will go away after a while. I guess my face got worst when I was in Secondary 2 (2004) but ok, I should be thankful that when I was in Secondary 4 towards the end of the year, it got a little better. Now? Well, compared to last time... It's better I would say. At least these days my pimples don't pop too often. Just once a while but I guess if it's that time of the month it might be a little bit more than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday&lt;/b&gt;, I had this skin analysis and I'm able to see some of my pimples or pimples that are about to appear. Also saw that my skin is a bit pinkish and reddish that's because I have sensitive skin. I have oily skin but I guess the inner one isn't as oily as I thought. Well? Doesn't seem to be that very or should I say "super" oily as I thought it would be.  Hmm? Ok, compared to my mother, I had more collagen than her. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what can you expect? She's older and I'm younger. Of course I have more than her. Good to have it but I don't like the fats on my cheeks. Yes, I have fats on my cheeks. Boohoo! (Collagen: Collagen makes skin stronger, thicker and more supple, which is what makes skin smooth, firm and strong - and young looking.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to imperfections (pimples), my skin doesn't seem that smooth but I can tell you it's soft. *grins* Even though I may have imperfections on my face, I still think my face is quite soft and my skin texture isn't really that rough. Don't think so? Well, you can feel it but with a clean hand! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Products that I bought yesterday at Sasa (was being recommended to that product). Boohoo! Heartache. Very costly as it's $52.90 each but they were having promotion.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtXFYYqg4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/eoJ2GigMoZY/s1600-h/Image104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtXFYYqg4I/AAAAAAAAAm0/eoJ2GigMoZY/s320/Image104.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258892739842048898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtXF2E2CNI/AAAAAAAAAm8/8WpKDnFfM2A/s1600-h/Image105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtXF2E2CNI/AAAAAAAAAm8/8WpKDnFfM2A/s320/Image105.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258892747811981522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the gel cleanser I guess I could use it for quite a long time. Say probably... 6 months? You don't have to put a lot. Just a 5-cent coin size would do. Usually a cleanser (that I use) would last 2 to 3 months. [You do the math - $52.90/6; still quite costly] The toner may last 3 to 4 months but I may be wrong about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that... I lack of &lt;u&gt;one&lt;/u&gt; thing. I lack of rest - sleep. Yes, I have a bad habit of sleeping late and get less rest though at times I do have lots of rest. Well, it's very bad. I got to learn to sleep earlier. Yes, &lt;i&gt;earlier&lt;/i&gt;. You can't just say "I WANT TO SLEEP EARLY", right? Got to tell yourself to sleep earlier then once you get a hang of it, you'll eventually sleep early. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? To think about it, I don't think that's ever going to happen. It's been part of me. (BUT I hate looking tired at times, it can really show on your face which also makes you look "older" at times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was young, I was told by my parents that I sleep quite late. Probably between 12AM to 1AM and wakes up at 9 or 10AM the next day. Gosh. My parents went to the doctor and asked them why and the doctor told them that I'm an active kid. Could also be that either parents like to sleep late. Therefore the child's like that. There's good and bad to it. Young kid sleep so late. Oh my. (Blame my dad? Oops. Since he likes to sleep late. Ok, I'm just like him. Sleeps late, always using the computer, can sleep for more than 8 hours or sometimes lack of sleep. Oh god.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In future if I have a child, I will ensure that my child doesn't follows me. I want my child to be a good kid (Ahem! Just like me. I'm a good girl, ok?) but doesn't want my child to have bad temper (Sadly, I have). It'll be nice if my child in future has some good attributes that's like me. Oops. HAHA. Ok, the only minus point about me back then is that my teachers (Primary 1 to 4) has to call to complain that I'm talkative or that I'm struggling with the Chinese language). Funny thing is that in Secondary, my teacher thinks I'm quiet. Probably, I'm quiet during lessons but during breaks I'm talkative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always a good girl. (Ahem! Self-praise? Hey, that's fact) *grins* I don't get into trouble and I even got recognition of doing something good when I was in Primary 2 (1998). The principal asked me and my friend to stand in front of the hall and we got praises from the principal. That moment, I was nervous but at the same time, I felt proud of myself. I don't think anyone could remember that (except for Zi Kai [because he was the one doing some "act"] and Jasmine [because she was with me that day and we witness some "act"]).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? There are ups and downs in life. The downs were really sour I would say and the ups were really a memory to me. It leaves me that "feel good" feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get 2nd prize in a skit competiion that I acted all by myself (Yes,solo) as the Hansel &amp; Gratel's witch, was really an achievement and I was only in Primary 1 (1997) then. Some people recognised me and it was somewhat a good feeling. I remember when I go to the toilet, there were some girls like "Hey! You're the one acted as the witch right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely a feel good feeling. I guess I have to be content with whatever I have. You can't have everything in life. I'm not as if someone very gorgeous or the smartest but I guess I should look on the brighter side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I'm given a brain - To think, to reflect and to question myself.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I'm given a pair of eyes - To see all the good and bad things in life, to observe things around, to be able to witness all the beautiful moments.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I'm given a pair of ears - To listen to the beautiful sound and music in life, to listen to your melodicious voice.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I'm given a nose - To breathe, to smell the greatness in life.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts; I'm given a mouth - To voice my opinion, to eat the good food, to kiss and to bless others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More like poetry-kind (above)? HAHA. Something that comes to mind. The experience in my life simply makes me an even better person and I just want to be a good person. I don't see the reason why I should be "BAD" or a wannabe to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being BAD is not my nature. I'm not brought up that way. I know I am not an angel. I sometimes curse and swear using my mouth. Eyeballing others with my eyes and ignoring to what others got to say by "shutting" my ears. Yes, I have bad temper at times. I'm sorry but I'm not perfect and I make mistakes in life, just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, that doesn't mean I have to go with the flow. I don't like people doing what others are doing. I mean, it's your opinion to say whatever you want and your decision to do things your way but I just feel, you got to have an identity. It's pretty on the eye to see those Japanese girls with their falsies and the contact lens that make their eyes look round and big but if everyone is doing so, it gets a bit tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I as a female, am tired of looking at it. It's pretty I would say but if everyone wants to look the same, then it's boring. Where's that uniqueness? (: I'm sure some of you guys there would criticise me for saying that. Well? So be it. I mean, just think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking good definitely is a confidence booster. Who doesn't want to look and feel good? However, what's even more important is the person you are. You have to be humble. Though last time in Secondary, some people that doesn't like me calls me arrogant and all. I'm not like that. I always tell myself to be humble but if act like some kind of big-shot and goes around calling people names (I was patient actually, but if one does that all the time, can you remain that patient?) if one doesn't want to listen to you, I think I should not respect you. Simple - because you didn't respect me, scum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt; what can I do about it? This is life and there'll surely have such people around. How idiotic? At times you simply feel like beating such person up. Hmm? What about torture? HAHA! Ok, I don't want to sound sadist but I guess at times it makes you feel like torturing that person and make the person feel the pain slowly. Let that person be in pain (but hey! That person is a pain in the "you know where").&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enough. Don't want to turn into a sadist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are some videos. Enjoy!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been urging to listen to british boyband Blue songs. Darn. I miss them! Aww... &lt;i&gt;Delicious&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;DUNCAN&lt;/b&gt;. Oops~ Hmm? Second on my list would be Lee Ryan and Simon. Then again, Anthony's quite alright too. Ok, they are all quite charming guys. HAHA. Hey, at least I'm being honest. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xHZ4NVYrsNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xHZ4NVYrsNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word" - Blue featuring [sir] Elton John. I'm kind of hooked to it again. Was hooked to it at one point and now I'm hooked again. Aww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HhXcrJMZXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6HhXcrJMZXY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All Rise" - Blue &amp;spades; Was a favourite. I remember watching the video on MTV and I like the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNNO8M2N9YM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VNNO8M2N9YM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fly By" - Blue (&lt;b&gt;My favourite BLUE song&lt;/b&gt;); Ain't Duncan hot in the video? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJ0W16K5ZW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kJ0W16K5ZW8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If You Come Back" - Blue; I like that song too.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+*OK, &lt;u&gt;Italian corner ahead&lt;/u&gt; (Ok, some English songs too)*+&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Remember Eiffel 65? Bloom 06 - REMEMBER THE NAME. Yup, that's the new name. No more Eiffel 65. A new chapter,  a new name. Title: "Un'Altra Come Te", from their new album "Crash Test 02".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gV81WQEkpgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gV81WQEkpgg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? They have an English version too. Guess what? REMEMBER &lt;b&gt;"Blue (Da Ba Dee)"&lt;/b&gt;? That famous song in the late 90s; 1999 - 2000. They have a remix version of it. A remake. HAHA. (NOTE: &lt;b&gt;Eiffel 65&lt;/b&gt; - is more of dance,electronic whereas &lt;b&gt;Bloom 06&lt;/b&gt; is more of pop,alternative, electronic; ...and I LIKE.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hybDkAqiLbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hybDkAqiLbE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!~ The remake of it. What's your take on it? I think it's quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H25lz7gchaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H25lz7gchaw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Blue (Da Ba Dee)" the original one - when they were Eiffel 65.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-siGSDQ1bs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r-siGSDQ1bs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's English: "Fall" - Bloom 06 (reminds me of Depeche Mode in a way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another English one too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6w5T0ISWuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/r6w5T0ISWuA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome To The Zoo" - Bloom 06 (This one is not bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeS0ccAeABs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JeS0ccAeABs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here We Are" - Bloom 06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Capello - in Italian is "Hair". Just got to know actually and Cappello is "hat". However I know "vita" means life and "tu" is you. HAHA. There's this Subsonica song with the "Vita" at the front. Makes me remember easily, just like "Tu" and "Strade"? It actually mean roads; "strada" - road. HAHA. Subsonica's "Strade" is one my favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's Trance,Electronic,Dance - Yeah, baby yeah!~ Trance baby trance!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QpWwWKdnCyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QpWwWKdnCyw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In My Memory" - Tiësto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5xjIpsHVYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/y5xjIpsHVYQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have posted this video in my previous entries - but I can't remember if I did. Oh well, heck! Anyway - "Adagio For Strings" (Live), one of my favourite Tiesto songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErW9EJvlYOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ErW9EJvlYOk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one. "Rain Down On Me" - Tiesto featuring Kane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rqZ5SisGsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9rqZ5SisGsc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Traffic" - Tiesto (May have posted this in my previous entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTYJgyCZ0nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yTYJgyCZ0nQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Human" - Carpark North [Those who played FIFA 07 and FIFA Online 2 might have heard this song]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before I end, I'll just like to say that Middlesbrough 0 - CHELSEA 5! (Salomon Kalou (2), Juliano Belletti [yet again with another stunner], Frank Lampard and Florent Malouda - Hurray! Come on you BLUES! *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt; [Boohoo! Tomorrow's Monday! 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Hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="slategray" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who wants to buy The Body Shop products? I'm able to get 20% discount this month as it's my birthday month. If anyone wants to buy, tell me by next week.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, my &lt;u&gt;SECOND&lt;/u&gt; entry for the month of October. Gosh, I haven't been updating my blog regularly these days. My my my. Actually I wanted to blog since last week but was tired. Wanted to blog on Monday but was tired and yesterday, I was busy with other stuff. Hmm? Tired? Probably &lt;i&gt;lazy&lt;/i&gt; too. Oops~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, there's a lot of things that I want to blog lately but I guess I should try and summarise my week so far. (Yeah, the last time I blog was like close to TWO WEEKS. Hmm? Where and how should I start off? (Note: Long entry ahead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, here goes...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk about the highlights then.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a raya outing with my classmates (oh,Irsyad extra~ HAHA).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;8 October 2008, Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;spades; Went out with my classmates to go visiting. We start off with Naqiah's house. She lives at Bukit Panjang. Very far in my opinion. Hmm? Probably due to the fact that I live in the east so that's why I say that.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;spades; She has a cat! Boohoo! I'm afraid of animals and with cats around, oh dear... Somewhat a nightmare for me. I just don't know why I'm afraid of animals. It's been like that since I was young.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;spades; Her mother cooked spaghetti. I don't usually fancy spaghetti but I guess once a while I can have some exceptions eh? HAHA. Hmm? Furthermore, it's been a long time since I last ate spaghetti. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Irsyad's house. Ate sausages at his house. Fiqah and I joked about Irsyad looking like Drew Carey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we went to Adib's house. Aww... Adib's sister Sofia is so cute. HAHA. How sad, she has/had (I don't know if still have) sore eye. Azizah went crazy over his little sister. HAHA. I guess we spend quite a while at Adib's house because some of them wanted to play Xbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train to Fiqah's house. Thank goodness her cat was in her room. *grins* HOWEVER, she brought it out after that. Hur hur! Her cat likes to stare at others. Scary in my opinion as you know... I'm afraid of animals. (Yeah, yeah... Blah blah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left her place 5 minutes before 5pm. Took bus to Ali's house. Ali simply has that "dumb,innocent" look. Oops. Well? You should look at his pictures when he was young, a bit different somehow. Well? In my opinion that is. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left his place at about 7.30pm to Azizah's house. (She has a cat too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Azizah's house, we went to Razin's house. &lt;b&gt;Razin's&lt;/b&gt; house was a nightmare! 6 CATS! Even though &lt;u&gt;6&lt;/u&gt; is my favourite number but . . . CATS?? Oh god. I'm afraid of animals. It's like a torture for me to be in his house. I mean, it's ok. I don't mind if the person has cats and all BUT... Stay away from me. I'm ok with looking at it from far, just don't come near me. I've been like that since I was young, what can you expect me to do? Overcome? I wonder if I'll ever succeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the last nightmare of the day. Thank goodness! Want to know why? Simple. The next house was... "WELCOME TO D CRIB". Yes, the one and only... Diane Q. HAHA! Ok, it was my house. (: [I love my house. Houseeeee,houseeeee, housey! Ok, pardon me for being lame here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY HOUSE DOESN'T HAVE CATS. So yeah, no worry. What a paradise to be at. *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However! I guess there's something that could be a problem to people when at my house. Too many vases, crystal displays, glass displays. (Ok, sorry I can't find the word when typing this, so pardon me and correct me) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By then it was close to 10pm (say 5 to 10 minutes to 10pm) when they reached my house. My mother cooked bee hoon. Yeah, yeah... My mother mostly cook that if my friends come. Seems like Fiqah like my mother's bee hoon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatelse can I say? Myself? Of course I love my mother's cooking. (However, my personal favourite would be bee hoon and Lemak gravy [kuah lemak]). Oh, when she boils for me corn (kernel), it's quite delicious too. She'll add some salt and of course, add mayonnaise. *grins* Yes, yes... I simply love it. It's like "heaven".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my house wasn't the last stop. It was the second last stop. The last stop was at Wan's house. He live near my place. About 5 to 10 minutes walk. We reached his house at about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;PICTURES ON 8TH OCTOBER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQNoCiDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Y19eqMVDl0A/s1600-h/100_7840.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQNoCiDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Y19eqMVDl0A/s400/100_7840.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885229350914098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Naqiah's house ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQKhsJ-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/slNu0B-otsM/s1600-h/100_7894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQKhsJ-I/AAAAAAAAAlc/slNu0B-otsM/s400/100_7894.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885228518975458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQqIpM3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/kHIna6Un670/s1600-h/100_7916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQqIpM3I/AAAAAAAAAlk/kHIna6Un670/s400/100_7916.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885237003858802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQRGpifcI/AAAAAAAAAls/3bJr6dXlX-A/s1600-h/100_7959.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQRGpifcI/AAAAAAAAAls/3bJr6dXlX-A/s400/100_7959.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885244658023874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQRf0-q0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/x8qoiO4zaJk/s1600-h/100_8027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQRf0-q0I/AAAAAAAAAl0/x8qoiO4zaJk/s400/100_8027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258885251416894274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Azizah's house ^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSG5fVbpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pP4pgnM6xdY/s1600-h/100_8028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSG5fVbpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/pP4pgnM6xdY/s400/100_8028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258887268350127762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHDtrN1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2PL8PGd8A-8/s1600-h/100_8068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHDtrN1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/2PL8PGd8A-8/s400/100_8068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258887271094630226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO MY CRIB ^ ; As you can see in the background lots of what I mentioned in the entry. (above)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHSH4_aI/AAAAAAAAAmM/aqdX0icHseY/s1600-h/100_8073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHSH4_aI/AAAAAAAAAmM/aqdX0icHseY/s400/100_8073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258887274962681250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHbDbACI/AAAAAAAAAmU/s9Mi-oH2Wys/s1600-h/100_8074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtSHbDbACI/AAAAAAAAAmU/s9Mi-oH2Wys/s400/100_8074.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258887277359857698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;10th October 2008, Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met my drama friends at Pasir Ris interchange for drama raya outing. Had to wait for some others as they came late. Well? Most of them live in the west. As for me, living in Pasir Ris, it wasn't a hard thing to do as it isn't that far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first stop was at Munirah's house. We stayed at her house for quite a while as we had to wait for a few more peeps. By the time we go to the next house, which is... MY HOUSE, it was already close to 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at about 2pm to Aby's house. Thankfully, there's a bus to her place but we have to walk a little. That's where my classmate actually saw me but he didn't call! Instead, he sent me a text message to ask if it was me. Sheesh. How idiotic eh? Need me to mention his name? Oops. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? We had nuggets and fries at Aby's house and COKE with ice cream. Guess what? There's this "chef" trying to teach me how to cook. HAHA. It's not that I never cook. Ok, I seldom cook as in fry. I'm ok with boiling but to fry? I'm scared because of the oil. Yes, you can laugh if you want. Humph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we didn't get to go to many people's house as their parents aren't home or have something on and stuff like that. We only managed to go to a few houses. Ok, to make it short I'll just name who's house we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Aby's house, we went to Luqman's house at Jurong then Amin's house. However, Fiqah had to go off. Myself and Munirah living in the east also decided to leave. It was about 9.30pm when we make a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took bus to Lakeside MRT station to take the train back to Pasir Ris. By then it was close to 11pm. I was feeling a little hungry so decided to drop by White Sands McDonalds to buy a Filet O' Fish meal. Yummy! My favourite. Was actually thinking of McSpicy meal but in the end I got Filet O' Fish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture that was taken on Friday,10 of October. Sorry, I don't have the other pictures that we took.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtTRKKO8-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/fOwlsOd_1T0/s1600-h/Image077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtTRKKO8-I/AAAAAAAAAmk/fOwlsOd_1T0/s320/Image077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258888544135345122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ Not falsies, those are my real lashes.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtTRWStL_I/AAAAAAAAAms/0RSlW8t4vsI/s1600-h/Image094+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtTRWStL_I/AAAAAAAAAms/0RSlW8t4vsI/s320/Image094+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258888547392106482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the shine? Oily skin! Boooooo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone feeling playful, eh? Bun my hair up when taking this picture. I didn't tie my hair when I was out with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, it's back to school. Yes, MONDAY 13 of OCTOBER it's back to school. However, nobody turned up for Sports and Wellness. I was actually waiting for Fiqah at Tanah Merah but she was late and Razin was the only one in school. As Fiqah was about to reach, he called me to inform that the lesson was cancelled due to "no-show".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? My week has been pretty alright so far. Well? As for now that is. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, alright... I'll end here for now. Will update again soon... 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Hmm...'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SPtQQNoCiDI/AAAAAAAAAlU/Y19eqMVDl0A/s72-c/100_7840.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-5500140977642548896</id><published>2008-10-07T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T16:21:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye September, HELLO October</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#ffcc66" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;O-C-T-O-B-E-R!&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's finally October and oh boy, time flies very fast! I can't believe it!! Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally 18 (4th October; 8.31AM). How does it feels like being 18? You know it's just a number or should I say age. Doesn't mean 18 equals to ADULT. Nah. I refuse to think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel that any day, any time it's always a learning journey. In my point of view, no matter what age you are, there's always something to learn and to reflect about. There is no such thing as "I'm an adult now, I don't have to learn anything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*BEEP!* That would be just so wrong to do/say so. Well? I guess these days people tend to follow the crowd with the usual quote: "I go with the flow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going with the flow doesn't mean you are all the time right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, let me just spur all my thoughts before I talked about my birthday and all the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIANE'S THOUGHTS/OPINIONS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ People simply love to judge others blindly (Yes I admit sometimes I'm also guilty of it. However, I keep reminding myself not to do that. Did you remind yourself of that?)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ People underestimates you (Some people think I'm like a girly girl and all that kind of stuff. The truth is, I'm not really like that. I guess at different stages, people judge you differently. In Primary - Often called "Tomboy", In Secondary - "Kind of tomboy" and currently? I'm pretty sure some would be like "Girly girl" or worst still, "Not a girl". That simply puts me off.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't understand why I have to meet those guys who simply loves to be better than us girls. Some kind of an ego thing. Should you be better than them in a certain area, they get all so mean and "jealous" and sometimes say nasty things just to make your morale go down. How idiotic can that be?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I would love to meet more sensible guys. I don't know but it seems like I always have to encounter such insenisble guys who are simply ... Well? Ok, &lt;u&gt;JERKS&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I hate it when a guy thinks highly of himself. How many times must I meet this kind of people? Sometimes you just feel like slapping this type of person. I don't welcome a peacock-like person.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Then... There is this type of "overly-sensitive" guys who are kind of scary actually. They're like girls. Definitely worst than me. A little bit get all so touchy and all so mushy. Easily hurt and all. (I'm scared of that kind but ok, I have to accept that there are such people around.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Never judge a book by it's cover. However, guys tend to judge a girl by it's looks. Then again, doesn't mean if they say the girl is pretty I would agree because sometimes they are simply not. Though I don't know why the guy says she's pretty. Probably of that fake lashes and eyeliner, you know like those Japanese girls. (No,I am not jealous. I don't why guys would straightaway say that.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ You be friends with people because of who they are. Not because of how they look. (If you be friends with people because of their looks, that's plain stupidity.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Guys simply love to compare. (Ok, those that I know but not all) To be fair, us girls also compare. I admit sometimes I do compare but if you really do like that person a lot (or love), would you mind? I know, I won't be comparing who is better and stuff like that. I mean everyone has their uniqueness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ (Some) People don't think I play sports (or active) and just a wannabe. I enjoyed it when I was younger and I did play sports. Currently I may not be that very sporty but still, I enjoy walking and rollerblading. At least I'm still trying to have an active lifestyle. May not be "very" but at least minimum. I can't stand when people think it's just a "wannabe".&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ To those who doesn't know me that well, I suggest that person to shut their gap. Seriously, I am sick and tired of all those shit. You want to have a proper conversation, come let's have one. Don't just assume I talk nothing but crap.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I just feel that sometimes people should look at themselves first before giving comments. If they themselves aren't good enough or better then I suggest they,themselves should slap themselves.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I just don't want to be mean. If I have to, that won't be nice but I guess some people you can't give them face because they don't know the meaning of "respect". If one doesn't respect, why should you respect them?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't why some people are people who can talk about others but others cannot talk about them. If you want to talk bad about others, others can do the same. I hate it when I don't disturb anyone or say anything bad, someone has to do that to me. You think it's funny? Sometimes being patient doesn't do you any good, I guess.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Education is important. Especially in Singapore with the standard of living so expensive and Singapore being the FIFTH MOST EXPENSIVE ASIA COUNTRY. However, besides education, as a human you need to have a sense of humanity. Where are all the values gone to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;OH WELL...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my birthday this year (4th October; Saturday), just like every other year. Celebrating it with my family. Hmm? Ok, when I was young, my parents would invite neighbours and all to my birthday party and my most memorable birthday was SEVEN YEARS ago whereby I invited my good friends and my schoolmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy. Even though towards the ending was a bit bitter because someone broke my mother's vase but looking it at as an overall thing, it was terrific. Had lots of fun and all. Oh god,block catching. HAHA. Those days of madness can only be a piece of memory as I don't think I would do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like we played block catching and we were half silent, half noisy. HAHA. Ok, there are times we were able to control of the noise level but there were times whereby we were simply LOUD which lead to some people doing this to us - "Shhhhh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Aww... So it's like we went up and down the block from 1st storey to the 16th storey (Oh,I live on the 14th storey). We sort of played "Police and Thief". I'm the police along with some other friends and some were thieves. Then we went to the carpark. (My mother didn't know about this. Had she knew,I think she'll scold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, carpark. I know it's dangerous. Boohoo! Can't believe it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, BACK TO PRESENT DAY - My mother ordered 100 sticks of satay, 2 large pizzas, barbequed chicken wings and also, Indian Rojak. (Sorry,no pictures. My mind was all on the food, forgot to take pictures!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy! Tell you what, I was bloated on my birthday. Simply had lots of food to eat. Eat and eat and eat. HAHA. Hmm? Ok, after which we headed to Courts Megastore at Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Ok, that's my gift (see picture) and oh dad finally got me a lamp. HAHA. I waited so long for it and oh well... I finally got it. Boohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIoyi9v4I/AAAAAAAAAk8/v3MCLbvOwjQ/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIoyi9v4I/AAAAAAAAAk8/v3MCLbvOwjQ/s320/Image029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254302887114030978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIo0TBmYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ll8uO3sAwxc/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIo0TBmYI/AAAAAAAAAlE/Ll8uO3sAwxc/s320/Image040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254302887584045442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIpH_geqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4cBiivJFBhI/s1600-h/Image041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIpH_geqI/AAAAAAAAAlM/4cBiivJFBhI/s320/Image041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254302892870892194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BROS (pronounced - Br'oz) polycarbonate bottle. Received it in a Takashimaya paperbag. (: Hmm? Means I can alternate my bottles now. HAHA. My current water bottle is still quite brand new actually because I bought my Adidas [sports] water bottle not so long ago. Hmm? Few months back if not wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my first week of October I would describe it as "frustrating". Yes, it can be frustrating at times as people tend to frustrate me. How irritating? Sheesh. VERY!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I choose to look on the positive. Go away negative energy, bring me positive energy. Hah!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You know, I wish I was awake just now to save the trouble. I somehow pity someone because she travelled all the way to Choa Chu Kang. If only I was awake, and had I replied her message, would have save her the trouble.&lt;/i&gt; - Then again, how am I supposed to know such thing to happen? Totally unexpected but hey girl, don't keep blaming yourself. (: [you know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nei Nostri Luoghi nei e ricordi" - In our places and memories [direct translation of "Nei Nostri Luoghi" by (my favourite Italian band) Subsonica]&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright~&lt;br&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior="scroll" direction"left"&gt;xoxoxo &amp;hearts; // Peace out~&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-5500140977642548896?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/5500140977642548896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=5500140977642548896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5500140977642548896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/5500140977642548896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/10/goodbye-september-hello-october.html' title='Goodbye September, HELLO October'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOsIoyi9v4I/AAAAAAAAAk8/v3MCLbvOwjQ/s72-c/Image029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-7714872999625239493</id><published>2008-09-30T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:31:21.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Me Up When September Ends...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" face="Tahoma" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WAKE ME UP WHEN SEPTEMBER ENDS...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the last day of September and also the last day of fasting which ended hours ago. Tomorrow is Hari Raya and oh boy, I can't believe that September just flies like that. It's so fast! Oh well, should I be excited or neutral? I don't go visiting on the first day. Where is there to go? I don't have any grandparents left and my auntie lives in Malaysia, and my uncle would go to his wife relatives house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Tomorrow is 1st of October. Meaning to say, it's just a matter of time - To be specific FOUR MORE DAYS to "+1". Boohoo! Growing older each year and things happen so fast. Sometimes I wish I could just turn the clocks back and freeze it. Aww... Good all memories, good all days. (Forget the sour ones!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Finally trimmed my hair (as usual, White Sands - Jean Yip). Well? $28 - Nothing much I would say but it does feels lighter and my fringe is shorter now. I wanted the same length but I told the hairdresser (Danny; my mum somewhat knows him) that I don't mind cutting one inch shorter. Oh well, it looks like my picture months ago when I trimmed my hair. I'm beginning to like myself with straight hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Straight as in real straight (they helped me straighten my hair using straightening iron). HAHA. My natural hair is a bit wavy. I actually have this VS Sassoon 9-in-1 styler and I don't use the curling tongs or whatever you call that. I mostly use the straightener but as you know, in the morning it can be time consuming and all. I'm not one who would spend a lot of time with my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? OK, there are some exceptions. For certain ocassions I would spend a bit more time with my hair to style. Hmm? There were a few times whereby my hair seems almost totally straight and that's with the help of my mother. Yes, I asked her to help me with it. It's easier and better that way. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's a picture of what my VS Sassoon styler look like. (Those pictures are for illustration, got it from the net but that's what I have. Just that I threw the box away already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOI-PyV5aeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/mKRAqhUj71w/s1600-h/VS-Sassoon9in1(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOI-PyV5aeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/mKRAqhUj71w/s320/VS-Sassoon9in1(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251828556399995362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOI-P8TofQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2Fj1OXDuh6c/s1600-h/VS-Sassoon9in1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOI-P8TofQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/2Fj1OXDuh6c/s320/VS-Sassoon9in1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251828559074852098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting eh? Then again, I don't have much time. Boohoo! Even if I have the time, I'm not really that good. Furthermore, I don't like to spend too much time BUT there are some exceptions like I mentioned earlier on. *grins* Hmm? A good hairdryer can do wonders to your hair too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm not wrong, I got that for less than $50 at Watson (Tampines Mall). Oh well, speaking of hair, it makes me think of the hair products that I have. &lt;b&gt;I have Lucido L Styling Jelly Straight, Loreal Studio Hot Straight - Straightening Cream, Lucido Hair Wax (curls) and Sebastian Laminates Detangling Milk.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, with all those I'm like so lazy. Should I be thankful or what? It's like I could use those to good use and do something about my hair but... Oh my. I'm lazy. Hmm? Maybe it's time I should try and start using it? If not, it'll just be a waste of money? Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see those products outside, it's like I want to buy them and when I owned them, I seldom use them. Grr! Bad habit! Bad habit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Ok, before I go, I mentioned in my previous entry that I'll post somemore pictures that caught my eye. I'm a person who keep my words. However, this time it's skirts! Skirts that I fancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJET0AUmeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hYFL_HBSAJE/s1600-h/A-Line_skirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJET0AUmeI/AAAAAAAAAeI/hYFL_HBSAJE/s320/A-Line_skirts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835222635616738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Line Skirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUGFFJ2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9WdJbkpljXs/s1600-h/box-pleated-skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUGFFJ2I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/9WdJbkpljXs/s320/box-pleated-skirt.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835227487414114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUbMhCPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/58wC3UG_QyY/s1600-h/box-pleated-skirt2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUbMhCPI/AAAAAAAAAeY/58wC3UG_QyY/s320/box-pleated-skirt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835233155746034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Box Pleated Skirts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUaC9NBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/jxzzkb35xBA/s1600-h/skirts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOJEUaC9NBI/AAAAAAAAAeg/jxzzkb35xBA/s320/skirts.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251835232847213586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the box pleated ones. I think they're really nice. I have a few of those type. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, cheers~ Till next time then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt; &lt;big&gt;&amp;hearts; &amp;times; &amp;hearts; &amp;times; &amp;hearts;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-7714872999625239493?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/7714872999625239493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=7714872999625239493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7714872999625239493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/7714872999625239493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/09/wake-me-up-when-september-ends.html' title='Wake Me Up When September Ends...'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOI-PyV5aeI/AAAAAAAAAd4/mKRAqhUj71w/s72-c/VS-Sassoon9in1(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-11732695852301425</id><published>2008-09-29T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T03:09:57.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another entryyyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FORMULA ONE FIRST NIGHT RACE WAS HELD IN SINGAPORE YESTERDAY.&lt;/b&gt; Boy, I just can't believe it. What's your take on it? Fantastic event or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, before I talk more about the Grand Prix... As I'm typing this, it's going to be 30th of September 2008 soon. HOWEVER, at this moment it's still 29th September and therefore, I would like to wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPt3wEpeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/9jEVd1Eajio/s1600-h/DSC09810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPt3wEpeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/9jEVd1Eajio/s320/DSC09810.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251495921224820194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPuM4DFvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Y_RCWilz0Ks/s1600-h/DSC09812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPuM4DFvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/Y_RCWilz0Ks/s320/DSC09812.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251495926895417074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPum5TNhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1Tes0U4YGxA/s1600-h/DSC09778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPum5TNhI/AAAAAAAAAcI/1Tes0U4YGxA/s320/DSC09778.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251495933879989778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those pictures were taken in January [2008].&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPu04JdOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/z4XphHG77bQ/s1600-h/DSC00333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPu04JdOI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/z4XphHG77bQ/s320/DSC00333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251495937633252578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's in February of this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY!&lt;/big&gt; - Spankings for you? Oops. May you have lots of children in the future! HAHA. Ok, may your FANTASY and WISHES all come true~ (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(To Fiqah, if you're reading this: See, I put nice pictures~ Didn't embarrass you. Hmm... May I know who's the photographer? Ahem... *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to the Night Race. Hmm... Bad luck for team Ferrari. Oh dear... Felipe Massa from first to last and Kimi RAIKKONEN got into an accident. Boohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the winners for the race:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUI4ZZKQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jmZjdTbQw3I/s1600-h/Fernando-Alonso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUI4ZZKQI/AAAAAAAAAcY/jmZjdTbQw3I/s320/Fernando-Alonso.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251500783301110018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;1ST: DO YOU REMEMBER ME? Fernando Alonso&lt;/b&gt; who drives for team Renault - 2-time champion, last year he finished 3rd.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUJGDuZvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CNwQVL4UXsQ/s1600-h/NicoRosberg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUJGDuZvI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CNwQVL4UXsQ/s320/NicoRosberg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251500786968323826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Nico Rosberg - Who drives for team Williams-Toyota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUJEXquPI/AAAAAAAAAco/WSFKaNys7fI/s1600-h/Lewis_Hamilton.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEUJEXquPI/AAAAAAAAAco/WSFKaNys7fI/s320/Lewis_Hamilton.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251500786515097842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... &lt;b&gt;3rd:&lt;/b&gt; LEWIS HAMILTON who drives for team Mclaren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? I think the night race street circuit is a tricky one. The drivers complaint that it's bumpy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, for more information you can read more about it. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008_Singapore_Grand_Prix"&gt;2008 Singapore Grand Prix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? Ok, I'm no FORMULA ONE fan but to have a night race here in Singapore sort of makes me want to watch. Hmm? Where can I get Formula One merchandise? I feel like getting my hands on it. Hmm? I guess I'll save up then next year try to get my hands on at least one Ferrari and one Mclaren merchandise. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why buy one each? Well? Ferrari's for Kimi Raikkonen and Mclaren's for... Lewis Hamilton. Hmm? I saw something that I like on his website. See &lt;a href="http://www.lewishamilton.com/collections/womens/lewis-v-neck-t-shirt"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. I may want to get that. Well? Let's see how but that's my goal for next year. Got to get my hands on at least one Formula One (F1) merchadise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I hope I won't get too addicted! *cross my fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's something before I go. Actually there's more but I'll just post these for now. Will post somemore in the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGUQz42I/AAAAAAAAAcw/sXeElFQi3FA/s1600-h/Newsboy-Hats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGUQz42I/AAAAAAAAAcw/sXeElFQi3FA/s320/Newsboy-Hats.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507336311464802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWSBOY HATS! Which one do you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGRrHYNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Pf73zOaPRhA/s1600-h/PoloTee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGRrHYNI/AAAAAAAAAc4/Pf73zOaPRhA/s320/PoloTee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507335616487634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polo Tee~ Ahhhhh... That's a nice one. I have a few polo tees. If I'm lazy to dress up, I'll just put on a polo tee and pants or shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGc_qpfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UpT_nmjLFPs/s1600-h/cashmerepullover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEaGc_qpfI/AAAAAAAAAdA/UpT_nmjLFPs/s320/cashmerepullover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251507338655475186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this pullover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHKAkOwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YJdybicUqnU/s1600-h/PoloTee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHKAkOwI/AAAAAAAAAdI/YJdybicUqnU/s320/PoloTee2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251516146831866626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polo Tee~ Nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHVisuvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/f-MomqCGD_k/s1600-h/PoloTee3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHVisuvI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/f-MomqCGD_k/s320/PoloTee3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251516149927820018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Polo Tee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHkvcZPI/AAAAAAAAAdY/W2cq6r7yq9g/s1600-h/Gold_Ring_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiHkvcZPI/AAAAAAAAAdY/W2cq6r7yq9g/s320/Gold_Ring_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251516154007807218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really like gold jewellery except that Hari Raya my mother would ask me to wear and stuff like that but... I can consider wearing a gold ring anytime because I think it's nice. I like the gold ring that my mother bought for me. I actually chose the pattern. It's really nice, don't think negative about it. It's actually something sweet.  (Oh, not refering to the picture but the one in the picture is nice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiIErcU8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9gJ--LmylpI/s1600-h/silverring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiIErcU8I/AAAAAAAAAdg/9gJ--LmylpI/s320/silverring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251516162580960194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This silver ring is sweet. Love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiIWzFirI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hp7GlQHMOgE/s1600-h/diamond_starpendant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEiIWzFirI/AAAAAAAAAdo/hp7GlQHMOgE/s320/diamond_starpendant.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251516167444859570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star shaped diamond pendant. I like this. Cost about $1000 plus if not wrong. Can't remember the exact price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next one... Hmm? I think Fiqah would go crazy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEngW7Y3cI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6q2IYu_x2wY/s1600-h/hello_kitty_diamond_ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEngW7Y3cI/AAAAAAAAAdw/6q2IYu_x2wY/s320/hello_kitty_diamond_ring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251522077354679746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO KITTY DIAMOND RING - Guess how much? Whooping $4000 plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that's all for the pictures today. Hmm? You know, I feel like a panda. Since the first day of fasting till now, I've been sleeping late and oh boy, that's bad for health. Boohoo! Ok, I think I should try and learn to sleep earlier. It's really getting out of hands. Hur hur hur!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm? I guess I'm going to trim my hair tomorrow. I mean - later on. Since it past midnight already. Hmm? 30th Septemeber? Oh... It's that devil's birthday. Jio Satan. Oops. HAHA. Ok, Happy Birthday to that devil (Razin). *Oops*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now,&lt;br&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp; (^.^)V &amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt; &amp;hearts; &amp;spades; &amp;hearts; &amp;spades; &amp;hearts;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-11732695852301425?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/11732695852301425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=11732695852301425&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/11732695852301425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/11732695852301425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/09/just-another-entryyyyyy.html' title='Just another entryyyyyy'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SOEPt3wEpeI/AAAAAAAAAb4/9jEVd1Eajio/s72-c/DSC09810.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-9055200997650934733</id><published>2008-09-25T23:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T01:39:39.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd entry for the month of September [2008]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="#FFE375" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My THIRD entry for the month of September.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last entry was on the 16th of September.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Actually, I've been wanting to blog these days but whenever I have some free time to do so, I'll either be playing game (My current obsession: FIFA ONLINE 2) or I actually log in to blog but whenever I'm at this page to type, my mind would either go blank or I just feel tired to do so. Well? You could also look at it as simply &lt;i&gt;lazy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, let me recall what I did for the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let me just briefly describe about my week. (NOTE: LONG ENTRY with pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;19th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school for the term. Hmm? Have you ever feel this way before? I mean, wanting to say something to a certain person but you just don't have the courage to do so? Oh well... Went to school then came home at about 2pm. Took a shower and went out with my mother to Geylang Serai. Oh yes, the bazaar there - Oh my. Just look at the food. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually regretted my actions on that day. I was actually angry because this trolley bag (or whatever you call that), the wheels broke and it's a hot day and I was mad at it and also at my mum because she kept dragging it even after I told her about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just decided to carry it then. Even though I was angry, I was willing to carry it because I don't want my mother to carry such heavy stuff. That's not all, as you know I was still angry then when I met this lady who asked me to buy tissue papers I simply refused to. She kept insisting but I didn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then said to her "I HAVE ALREADY" in mandarin. That's where I start to reflect after that because I think I was a bit harsh with those words. As you know, it's good to do good deeds during the month of Ramadan. The fasting month is more like a holy month but with that, oh god... When I calmed down, I was actually feeling bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mother about it and apologised to her about my reaction earlier on but I sort of still feel bad about that lady. Then again, I tell myself... I may have made a mistake and yes, I admit that it was my mistake but that doesn't mean you only do good deeds during this month. I feel that any day and anytime you can do good deeds. With that, I told myself and I said in my heart - "Oh god, please forgive me. I know I made a mistake but I hope you would forgive me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply feel bad. I actually don't have the intention to hurt anyone but I guess my emotions get the better of me. One word: SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;20th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply stayed home. Was really tired. CHELSEA 1 - MANCHESTER UNITED 1. Thanks to Salomon Kalou to equalise for CHELSEA on the 80th minute. 85 games unbeaten in the league for FOUR AND A HALF YEARS. Stamford Bridge equals to: Fortress bridge. It seems like more and more teams are motivated coming to Stamford Bridge trying to break the record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st September&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my mother to Courts Megastore - The one at Tampines. Not far from my place too. It's like few stops away from my place. Break fast at Box Bistro. (See pictures)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0ZUJOTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yLukVAEi0co/s1600-h/Image089(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0ZUJOTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yLukVAEi0co/s320/Image089(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249971010685974834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0i97WuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/GhdLM5m8sz4/s1600-h/Fish%26Chips1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0i97WuI/AAAAAAAAAZg/GhdLM5m8sz4/s320/Fish%26Chips1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249971013277145826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0_tctTI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qBWE3_JPp88/s1600-h/Fish%26Chips2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0_tctTI/AAAAAAAAAZo/qBWE3_JPp88/s320/Fish%26Chips2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249971020992656690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk1Heyd7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CjXv1dBbOMc/s1600-h/Fish%26Chips3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk1Heyd7I/AAAAAAAAAZw/CjXv1dBbOMc/s320/Fish%26Chips3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249971023078651826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FISH &amp; CHIPS - $5.30, not that bad. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;22nd September&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? Didn't go anywhere. I stayed at home. Played: FIFA ONLINE 2! Yeah baby, yeah!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd September&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Went to celebrate Hafiz Y's birthday at Vivo. Well? It's actually a so called "surprise (mini) party" for him. His girlfriend's idea (Munirah) to have this actually. Ain't that sweet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I WAS LATE. HAHA. Sorry but I can't help it. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I was about to leave at about 4pm but who knows I would leave later than 4pm? I was actually supposed to return my library books. Darn. As I was about to leave only then I remember and that's why I was being held back for a while as I have to find my magazine. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was looking for it as I placed it somewhere. Oh dear... So I left at about 4.15pm and you know, you have to wait for bus and all. Ok,so I was about half an hour late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, that doesn't mean that I AM ALWAYS LATE. I'm early at times, ok? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6.30pm, we went to buy food for break fast. Took away our food as we were having this thing at the rooftop. Oh boy, guess who I met when I was at Banquet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MET my Secondary school best friend - Xiaoqiang (Angie). HAHA. You know what? The funniest thing was that, she was actually the one standing in front of me when I was queuing up to buy food. I didn't realise that it was her. She was with her friend. In fact, BOTH of us didn't realise. It was only when I stepped back and when I looked up (Well? She's taller than me. She's about 1.7m tall) only then I realised it was her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapped her left shoulder and she turned. Boy, you should see her expression. HAHA. She was surprised. Well? We chatted and of course, those good old days came to our mind. I miss those days. They were so fun and all. We went through the thick and thin and I really miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we teased each other (as usual). She calling me an ant, me calling her a cockroach. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was a fun day I would say. It was a wonderful night and I was teasing Shu Min. I love the night and it was a good night for couples actually. Very romantic as it's quiet and the view was fantastic. Great atmosphere. Hmm? Could do with some nice jazz music. Ahhhhh... Wouldn't that be marvellous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Hmm? Reached home at about 10.30pm. Oh god, I was tired but not too tired as I felt that I still had some energy. Oh, guess what time I slept? 6AM! Interesting eh? (See pictures; Enjoy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupxyJXcuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SubZwQxz03M/s1600-h/Hafiz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupxyJXcuI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/SubZwQxz03M/s320/Hafiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976463370187490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupyO9smOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/DjApq34HnmM/s1600-h/Hafiz2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupyO9smOI/AAAAAAAAAaA/DjApq34HnmM/s320/Hafiz2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976471105870050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupyV6Se8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/83uSoOsg1u4/s1600-h/Hafiz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupyV6Se8I/AAAAAAAAAaI/83uSoOsg1u4/s320/Hafiz3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976472970623938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupy54K0kI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5Fh3jV2dar8/s1600-h/Hafiz4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupy54K0kI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/5Fh3jV2dar8/s320/Hafiz4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976482625409602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupzFzOI_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Y0uZgPYuK7c/s1600-h/Hafiz5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNupzFzOI_I/AAAAAAAAAaY/Y0uZgPYuK7c/s320/Hafiz5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249976485825881074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY BOY - HAFIZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurBqPp9yI/AAAAAAAAAag/w9-N2rlDTtU/s1600-h/Hafiz_cake1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurBqPp9yI/AAAAAAAAAag/w9-N2rlDTtU/s320/Hafiz_cake1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249977835638617890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurB7Rp2EI/AAAAAAAAAao/J13UMEDp-RY/s1600-h/Hafiz_cake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurB7Rp2EI/AAAAAAAAAao/J13UMEDp-RY/s320/Hafiz_cake2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249977840210401346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCDIMC9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gicYQxjQVwk/s1600-h/Hafiz_cake3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCDIMC9I/AAAAAAAAAaw/gicYQxjQVwk/s320/Hafiz_cake3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249977842318183378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst! Let me tell you something, Fiqah went crazy over the bananas! It's chocolate banana. Boohoo! I don't like banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCbkTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/tOwkMBjFIIc/s1600-h/Hafiz_Mun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCbkTJ8I/AAAAAAAAAa4/tOwkMBjFIIc/s320/Hafiz_Mun.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249977848878540738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafiz and Munirah&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCoc2Q4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3pdFeS-RV80/s1600-h/Image104(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNurCoc2Q4I/AAAAAAAAAbA/3pdFeS-RV80/s320/Image104(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249977852336948098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful night, don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th September&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin's BIRTHDAY. He turned 18 yesterday. I stayed at home. Played FIFA ONLINE 2 for a while. I woke up at 3.30pm if I remember correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORTSMOUTH 0 - CHELSEA 4: The Carling Cup result. (: I'm pleased with my team. Slept at 6AM. Oh boy, it's becoming a habit these days. It's bad! It's bad! Boohoo! (Some random picture that was taken last night)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbX5lf2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/s6chnMZ1yuc/s1600-h/Diane.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbX5lf2I/AAAAAAAAAbI/s6chnMZ1yuc/s320/Diane.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979376902438754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;25th September&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; - TODAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at noon. Went out with my mother to Geylang. Look at the bazaar, my my my... All kinds of food. &lt;i&gt;Dengdeng!&lt;/i&gt; Yes, barbeque meat. Yum yum! My favourite. You know, everytime I think of dengdeng, it reminds of Azhar. HAHAHA. Oops. He's a huge dengdeng fan. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother bought a lot of food today. Hmm... I still have my Nasi Briyani, &lt;i&gt;Ayam Percik&lt;/i&gt; and burger. You know what? I'm going to eat it soon. HEH HEH! Just now for break fast I ate Indian rojak and I was full. Oh, ate &lt;i&gt;dengdeng&lt;/i&gt; after that. It's simply delicious. Want some barbeque meat? HEH HEH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well? That sums up my week. Well? Up to today that is. Hmm, Formula 1 FIRST NIGHT RACE is few days away and I really can't believe it's in Singapore! Aww... Go Kimi! I think Kimi Raikkonen is charming. *grins* Then again, Lewis Hamilton seems humble and I am aware of the threat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbizspyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NR3eVNIXdAI/s1600-h/KimiRaikkonen4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbizspyI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/NR3eVNIXdAI/s320/KimiRaikkonen4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979379830531874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMI!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbmscBLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jPMdMquaS0c/s1600-h/KimiRaikkonen3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNusbmscBLI/AAAAAAAAAbY/jPMdMquaS0c/s320/KimiRaikkonen3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979380873823410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme gimme - Kimi Kimi!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuscaWAXOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qdAv4lv6IJQ/s1600-h/kimi-raikkonen2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuscaWAXOI/AAAAAAAAAbg/qdAv4lv6IJQ/s320/kimi-raikkonen2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979394738380002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KIMI RAIKKONEN!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuthKNSogI/AAAAAAAAAbw/a3Ja54mGspU/s1600-h/Kimi_Raikkonen_940212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuthKNSogI/AAAAAAAAAbw/a3Ja54mGspU/s320/Kimi_Raikkonen_940212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249980575817835010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceman!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuscjfFAhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rRDwPXOcTqY/s1600-h/Kimi_Felipe_Lewis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuscjfFAhI/AAAAAAAAAbo/rRDwPXOcTqY/s320/Kimi_Felipe_Lewis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249979397192352274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formula One (F1) drivers - [from left to right: Kimi (Ferrari), Felipe (Ferrari), Lewis (Mclaren)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... MAY THE BEST DRIVER WIN THIS WEEKEND. Alright, I better be going. ("disco disco, good good... disco disco, good good")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Peace out~&lt;/i&gt; &amp;hearts; (9 more days and counting *grins*) 04.10.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10638550-9055200997650934733?l=life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/feeds/9055200997650934733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10638550&amp;postID=9055200997650934733&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/9055200997650934733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10638550/posts/default/9055200997650934733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://life-is-a-rollercoaster.blogspot.com/2008/09/3rd-entry-for-month-of-september-2008.html' title='3rd entry for the month of September [2008]'/><author><name>D-Illusionist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16427100768754223179</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/TLmYFooIIAI/AAAAAAAABKc/t0wJdwQIOto/S220/Photo0036_resize.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z5LGNGtwn3Y/SNuk0ZUJOTI/AAAAAAAAAZY/yLukVAEi0co/s72-c/Image089(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10638550.post-2171139175119887287</id><published>2008-09-16T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:42:44.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2ND ENTRY FOR THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER ['o8]</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font color="orange" size="2" face="Tahoma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY SECOND ENTRY FOR THE MONTH OF SEPTEMBER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to blog since few days ago. However, I don't really have the time to do so,even when I had some, I was kind of lazy to log in and blog. Boohoo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's the last week of school. Next week will be the start of my holidays. Is that a good thing or what? I think it's how you look at it. Good thing is that I can wake up late and sleep late, the bad thing is that I have to finish my FINAL YEAR PROJECT (FYP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's "tough". Well? If you look at it that way but hey, staying on the positive side, just look at it this way... If you give it your all for now, you would get your rewards later on and that is to get a good grade. Yes, I'm dying to get a good grade but to be honest, I'm afraid. I don't feel confident now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEARS eh? What can you expect? &lt;b&gt;HUMANS&lt;/b&gt; - WE all have emotions, feelings and thoughts. With those, life would be plain DULL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, it can be bad because sometimes your emotions may get a bit out of
