<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916</id><updated>2009-12-06T13:39:53.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CaNdy Palace</title><subtitle type='html'>The Story of My Life..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>500</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-7374954495007782185</id><published>2009-12-03T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:19:55.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>Woke up with Ol's scary sms this morning stating that our exam results are out.&lt;br /&gt;In order to avoid the possibility of having no appetite, i reluctantly checked my results only after i had my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing that they just passed BF, i was damn afraid that i might fail.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else including G and SY smsed me that they passed everything.&lt;br /&gt;That pressurized me more.&lt;br /&gt;and finally, i logged in and viewed my results.&lt;br /&gt;Ta-dah! I passed!!!&lt;br /&gt;Got a CR for BF and DI for the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Wheee~ Like they said, at least no more repeats!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually a good time to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;But felt super duper bored.&lt;br /&gt;Bf has no time to acc me.&lt;br /&gt;Although i know i can acc him at his hse cuz he got to study for his Insurance exam.&lt;br /&gt;But i went yst.. and it's so bored also.&lt;br /&gt;I want something new and refreshing.. an excursion!&lt;br /&gt;but.. i know it's hard. ):&lt;br /&gt;i know sometimes i get a little paranoid when i dun get what i want. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom bought some fruit home this morning from market..&lt;br /&gt;That orange-look-alike fruit that i forgot what's its name.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to consume one..&lt;br /&gt;I tried to use a knife to cut away that little black dot at the backside but who knows the fruit is still so hard that i slipped my hand and cut my own thumb.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;Think the cut was quite deep.&lt;br /&gt;Blood gushed out like wad sia.. dripped till the whole sink and floor. =/&lt;br /&gt;Pain and numb now.. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-7374954495007782185?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/7374954495007782185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=7374954495007782185' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7374954495007782185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7374954495007782185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/12/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-1965523816735020126</id><published>2009-12-01T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:39:23.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SITEX 2009</title><content type='html'>I'm getting real lazy to blog nowadays..&lt;br /&gt;But i still want to keep this blog going..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, 4 days of tiring SITEX Show 2009 is over.&lt;br /&gt;It's tiring because i had to stand for the full 4 days (sometimes i leaned/half-sat on cartons when there's no customer..)&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, it's actually an easy job.&lt;br /&gt;All i had to do was to ask customers if they are interested to upgrade their warranty from the default 1 year to either 2 or 3 years after they have made their purchase of desktops/laptops.&lt;br /&gt;The pay is reasonable with such simple job scope but the commission is pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, the brand i'm working for is Lenovo at Newstead (reseller) booth.&lt;br /&gt;The show lets me realise how well or rather decent a pay i got from working at Edifier for the last shows. xD&lt;br /&gt;I thought the money earned by working as laptop promoters are easy but this show proves me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;The promoters at my booth are fighting for sales because their basic is really low.&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, i would say only a few really know how to sell. Others are just luck that maybe the customers just want to buy that model or they have little IT knowledge themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i feel so old.. cuz the promoters there are mostly in their teens!&lt;br /&gt;Felt wierd working on the first day because they literally treated me as transparent. Esp the I/C. I tried to introduce myself to the promoters and asked them to help me promote warranty to their customers if they are buying. Kind of wierd introducing.. but ya, made friends eventually.. But only really chatted with Hulk (guy who is in-charge of upgrading RAM) and Spiderman (boy who is assistant cashier). haha.. They named themselves that because i introduced myself as Doraemon. xD&lt;br /&gt;We are more of the Zuo Bo ppl.. so we just literally chatted during the 4 days and only doing work if necessary.. xD&lt;br /&gt;There once when Hulk and me are talking about pretty and handsome promoters.. Realised there's one pretty boy (promoter) who looks like Gary Cao.. cute.. haha. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally the Show is over pretty fast.. but still need to wait for another 1 mth for the pay! SloooooowwPoke! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for another interview today.. It's just a 1 day job at shenton way there..&lt;br /&gt;Doing some lucky draw job for some Beauty and Wellness company and the aim of this project is to help them collect as many contacts.. Pretty easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good paying job awaiting. But not sure if it's easy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i finally bought my Baby-G watch today! A pink one..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks YL and Ol for ur company and opinions.&lt;br /&gt;and Wow it costs me $150.&lt;br /&gt;More than half of my SITEX Job pay.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss bf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-1965523816735020126?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/1965523816735020126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=1965523816735020126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1965523816735020126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1965523816735020126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/12/sitex-2009.html' title='SITEX 2009'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-5899790269818598765</id><published>2009-11-23T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:40:35.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Furniture!</title><content type='html'>Well, got my new cupboard and paint for the whole house yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like i had a real chat/talk with my brother ever since a long long time ago..&lt;br /&gt;We discussed about the stuff to get and the colours to choose..&lt;br /&gt;I really liked a white cupboard from Ikea, but what a pity the back of the cupboard was made of a thin piece of cardboard!&lt;br /&gt;I ended up buying a sliding-door cupboard from one of the furniture sales we knew from the Newspaper somewhere near Aljunied MRT station. Those typical cupboards that most people have nowadays. It's still not as bad.. just that not unique enough.&lt;br /&gt;Bought paint for the whole house too..&lt;br /&gt;I wanted Dark grey and white for my room.. and so does everyone else's ..&lt;br /&gt;The living room is to be painted Yellow and White..&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if that yellow will be nice..&lt;br /&gt;It's chosen by my brother..&lt;br /&gt;and my door will be apple white..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-5899790269818598765?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/5899790269818598765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=5899790269818598765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/5899790269818598765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/5899790269818598765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-furniture.html' title='New Furniture!'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-7934023259554073588</id><published>2009-11-20T00:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T01:10:40.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It hurts</title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wonder why do i care so much when you are not interested.&lt;br /&gt;We were talking finely, sweetly all about you.&lt;br /&gt;I was just wondering and merely asking if u have anything to ask about me, just a very simple question..&lt;br /&gt;like even though i said i'm going for an interview tml.&lt;br /&gt;You don't even ask the simplest why and for what.&lt;br /&gt;When i prompt if u have anything to ask about me, you only know to ask me what i want you to ask me with a 'wth'..&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it the same as when i ask you for surprises and you asked me back what surprise do i want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, i know u are having headache, but it is just a normal reaction to ask at least what job am i interviewing for when i said i'm going for an interview tml if you care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW IT HURTS?! Esp u turn bad mood straight away and said 'wth' when i only meant a simple question like "Do you have anything to ask about me?" in a really very nice tone cuz i don't expect much actually but didn't expect a sudden change of mood from you as well esp the 'wth'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also confused when u said u were going shopping with your camp mates cuz when i asked you for a swim u can't because u got to study. I'm not saying that i mind cuz i know u might wish to have a nice catch up with them. But it just sets me thinking. I didn't qn u this cuz i am scared u might misunderstand. But you turned out on me by the slightest issue which didn't even meant to be one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried not to get my feelings easily affected by you as i said previously i gave up, but it still hurts.. really really hurts and yes, i want you to know and know that i'm easily hurt by your little words or actions/ reactions cuz i really cared. I wish you really really can do smt abt it.. i'm being straight cuz i know i have to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how else to handle if situations like this keep happening.&lt;br /&gt;It is true that the 'Olive term' doesn't work in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to live with that term.&lt;br /&gt;I am really putting in effort, dunno if you realise, hope you do as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is nutruel, not attacking but to improve.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-7934023259554073588?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/7934023259554073588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=7934023259554073588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7934023259554073588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7934023259554073588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/it-hurts.html' title='It hurts'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-7741987216046084871</id><published>2009-11-19T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:52:44.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe this</title><content type='html'>Well, first day of the "X'mas Card Job"..&lt;br /&gt;It went well at first.. as in the so call policy..&lt;br /&gt;We are actually doing advertising through selling X'mas cards for this Company (shall not reveal the name).. This company rather pay us to do such advertising for them rather than paying $50K to a marketing firm to do the advertising. (Which i feel it's not a good way by selling X'mas cards.. First of all, few people nowadays buy X'mas cards.. Secondly, who would actually go to the website stated at the back of the X'mas card when they receive one?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this..&lt;br /&gt;50 of us are employed to sell X'mas cards.. Either on streets, door-to-door or wadeva method.&lt;br /&gt;We were given 200 packets of X'mas cards each. Each packet costs $10 and there're 5 cards inside a pack. So, if our sales are good, lets say we manage to sell all 200 packs within 3 days, we will be paid $30 an hour. If we manage to sell all 200 packs within 5 days, we will be paid $20 an hour. But if we manage to sell or not sell after the 5 days (based on 1 week), we will be paid $10 an hour. and the thing is we are required to work 5 hrs a day, location is selected ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this morning, YL and me went to collect the cards from the office. As 200 cards are too heavy for us to carry, the person i/c asked us to take only 50 each first. so we did. and we end up decided to do door-to-door at AMK. We went to a building near AMK central and did 0 sales for that entire building. Due to the heaviness of the cards and the pain on shoulder, we decided to head to YL's hse to leave part of the 50 each in her hse. We continued to sell at her block. But again, disappointing sales of 1 out of the entire big building. We thought this is not gonna work. We headed back to her hse as our things are still in the hse. At this moment, someone from the office called, telling me that the agreement has changed. He says that because they are not able to monitor whether we are working or not, and due to some feedback of the others asking questions like what if they can't sell, they decided to change the 'rule' to: We will not get paid if we didn't manage to sell all the 200 cards within 7 days, but will only get paid $1.50 for each pack sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense don't you think? Where got people/employer changed the policy only after their employees started work? We put in so much effort carrying the heavy bags going door to door and made 0 sales and now you tell us this. We wasted our day, our bus and MRT fare (We made quite a few trips down to the office because of this job), wasted on food when we could have ate at home, and most important of all, we wasted job opportunities that we could have taken up during this period. One apology and he caused us this much. Absurd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just admit if you are too young to be a boss! Your marketing strategy is not going to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, YL and me decided that it's not worth continuing the job after the call if the sales is going at this rate. It's not going to cover all our expenses. So we brought back the remaining 99 cards back to the office and told them we quit. The I/C told us that we could actually bring back the cards and sell it at our own free time until mid-dec and that we can sell it to our friends and family and get paid $1.50 per pack sold. Isn't it still dumb? Because normally people will just buy a pack or two from you and it takes time and money for you to meet the person up to pass the cards to him/her. So we are actually not earning afterall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily we did apply for the Levnovo Job at the IT Fair.&lt;br /&gt;Called this morning and the lady said we are confrimed as one of the staff working.&lt;br /&gt;But she msged in the evening saying that we will only be confirmed only after going through an interview tml.. Zzz.. Still thought that we are finally able to slack at home tml.. and the place is damn far.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-7741987216046084871?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/7741987216046084871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=7741987216046084871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7741987216046084871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7741987216046084871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-believe-this.html' title='I can&apos;t believe this'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-4109866682067526849</id><published>2009-11-12T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:22:33.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hot and Cold</title><content type='html'>11 Nov 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I told Hazel yesterday, vulgarities will not come out verbally from my mouth unless I am seriously angry and I can say it ALOUD now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid if I’m still going to meet him later for dinner. But I will cuz I dun wanna make matter worse.. although I’m not sure if there will be another quarrel later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously feel like I’m an idiot. Low class idiot. Why do I even volunteer to accompany him for interview in the first place? I just felt it’s sweet to have your loved ones there to support u. I can wait for him for his interview. I dun mind shopping alone while waiting for him (u know I hate to be alone). But I dun mind doing that just for him. I felt it’s just what I should do. But I realized I’m not appreciated at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know U didn’t want me to waste my time there waiting for u for hours. Perhaps u dun need me there too. If so, I felt I just thought too much. I was wrong that it will be better if I’m there. I was so wrong. I rushed preparing, thinking of what clothes I should wear, ironing, making up, all rushing. And this is what I got in the end. I rushed because of u. But I rushed for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn’t as easy as u said – “Just change back your home clothes and remove your make up lah.” But all other things count. U never considered my thoughts. If you really don’t wish to waste my time waiting for you, you could have insisted me not accompanying you yesterday ( u told me yst not to acc you and meet just for dinner but I said I want to acc you and u said okay) and not wait till your friend tell you and u listen to your friend. Furthermore it’s so last minute that I only saw your msg just before I’m stepping out of my door, when I’m all ready to go out. HATE IT!&lt;br /&gt;I’m feeling tired from all the quarrels so far. I really can see/feel the difference. And I felt I’m not that important anymore. The truth is – It hurts. U better know what to do tonight! If not, I.. gave up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed another quarrel that night. We might, a little silence on the train and good again. We had dinner at Ma Maison. Nice and filling dinner. Both of us had hamburger steak. I had the 250g while he had the 300g, plus a starter - different kinds of sausages and clam chowder soup. For another moment, i'm treasuring him again. One sentence that he said touched me -&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; "I want to be able to provide for you comfortably." &lt;/span&gt;Suddenly, i felt like i love him more. I seriously like it and love him more when we have sensible talks. I like the more upright him, you know, when we have serious talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsaYuIFsI/AAAAAAAACGg/dqsm9nrLL20/s1600/DSCN0667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsaYuIFsI/AAAAAAAACGg/dqsm9nrLL20/s320/DSCN0667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404720228389623490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsbKHnKmI/AAAAAAAACGw/PGWVRRubxJM/s1600/DSCN0675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsbKHnKmI/AAAAAAAACGw/PGWVRRubxJM/s320/DSCN0675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404720241649855074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsbqu7_6I/AAAAAAAACG4/0ZRTTPjHHRA/s1600/DSCN0677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsbqu7_6I/AAAAAAAACG4/0ZRTTPjHHRA/s320/DSCN0677.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404720250404732834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsaiSO-nI/AAAAAAAACGo/3xQFwxS5sOk/s1600/DSCN0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsaiSO-nI/AAAAAAAACGo/3xQFwxS5sOk/s320/DSCN0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404720230956989042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All went well, till the last part when we were about to go home. I decided to go his hse tgt with him as i know things will turn out well again rather than we part home, things will be hanging at the negative side. So all went well again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on and off and on and off. Accompanying him studying for his Insurance test now at Cartel. Like another war again ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-4109866682067526849?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/4109866682067526849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=4109866682067526849' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/4109866682067526849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/4109866682067526849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/hot-and-cold.html' title='Hot and Cold'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SwFsaYuIFsI/AAAAAAAACGg/dqsm9nrLL20/s72-c/DSCN0667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-3667844007743226181</id><published>2009-11-16T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:53:18.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart broken, blankness, confusions, not enthu anymore.</title><content type='html'>ahdsfhdujdudujdjdjdjhjcfhnc&lt;br /&gt;FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK&lt;br /&gt;FUCK OFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUPID SISTER. WANNA KPKB WHEN U ASK ME TO HELP YOU TO DO SOMETHING WHEN I WAS NOT IN THE MOOD?&lt;br /&gt;YOU WAN THE AIR-CON YOU JUST ON YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;I TOLD YOU I WAS BUSY AND YOU SAID YOU WAS BUSY ALSO AND I SHOULD HELP YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONE WHO NEEDS THE AIRCON NOT ME.&lt;br /&gt;AND BECAUSE OF THIS YOU SCREAMED AT ME AND SLAMMED THE DOOR ???&lt;br /&gt;YOU PMS OR WAD?!&lt;br /&gt;FANCY ASKING PPL TO HELP YOU AND SOUND AS IF I WAS OBLIGED TO HELP YOU.&lt;br /&gt;CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK eh.&lt;br /&gt;Recently was all fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;Esp r/s..&lt;br /&gt;i alrdy dunno what to do, how to say.&lt;br /&gt;He just didnt seem to get it no matter how straight forward i was when conveying the msg.&lt;br /&gt;I thought i was alrdy very clear but i dunno why it's still like this.&lt;br /&gt;It has come to a point tt i really gave up trying to make him understand.&lt;br /&gt;Just let it be..&lt;br /&gt;just have to bear with it?&lt;br /&gt;although i really dun wish to use the 'Olive phrase - 习惯就好'..&lt;br /&gt;cuz that would mean that we girls have admit to fate and have to be unhappy in that certain area in the r/s.&lt;br /&gt;but i've tried.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt work.&lt;br /&gt;i dun think there's anything more i can do to make him understand me.&lt;br /&gt;It's really HARD to get him moving.&lt;br /&gt;It will only lead to another quarrel if i try again..&lt;br /&gt;I give up... reallllllllllyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;and forced to accept that 'Olive phrase' . ]=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEUFHEAUIHUIEHGIUEGHUGHIHWSGEUEGHIHRGUHNNNVNHRRUGHWOEIVGJNVE&lt;br /&gt;UJHEGUEHGUEHGWIUWGHWUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHGHBWOIEJHNBOWIEJBOLE&lt;br /&gt;EIJGEHUJHNEOWEHGOWUHEGWEIJOPKAEJGVBHEIUHROJKAEO(GURIDJGVAKDJGV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 mths.&lt;br /&gt;9 mths is always the time all the shit happens.&lt;br /&gt;9 mths sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THINGS ARE OBVIOUSLY DIFFERENT NOW&lt;br /&gt;As i said, I felt not as impt as before.&lt;br /&gt;heart shattered once he walk off or rather ride-off on me before i can finish my sentence.&lt;br /&gt;Well done.. very well done...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for letting me n yourself know where i stand in your heart now.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i know you will never do that in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-3667844007743226181?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/3667844007743226181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=3667844007743226181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3667844007743226181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3667844007743226181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/heart-broken-blankness-confusions-not.html' title='Heart broken, blankness, confusions, not enthu anymore.'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-1859260507710963224</id><published>2009-11-08T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:59:17.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disheartened</title><content type='html'>I have so much to say but yet when i'm prepared to write something, i'm blank-out again. Blank as in.. so much to say until i dunno where to start from. Overall, one word to describe - Disheartened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel so fucked up the whole day. &lt;br /&gt;Nth is going right. &lt;br /&gt;Except that i'm able to earn a little profit to fund my driving lessons by selling iPhone. &lt;br /&gt;Sister, bus driver, bee, and now another sister - wanting to chase me out of the room cuz she wans to slp alrdy. Not too much but just irritates me because my small sis did that to me yesterday and both times are once i set up my laptop, charger and hard disk den str8 away kena chased out. furthermore, i need the aircon today. it's fucking hot! So i dun care, although she has some privilege but i wun off the light and get out of the room because of her.. not even because she brought back stuff for us from Aus and NZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK! FUCK is the word today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In da morning, my younger sis asked me to help her tie hair, when i'm rushing for time alrdy cuz bee sud say wanna meet at 2pm when we were supposed to meet at 3pm. I told her dun wan cuz i'm rushing for time. But i did help her in the end. It's not that i dunno how to tie. It's just that her hair is so thick and wet it makes it all difficult to manage. and she dun wanna blow her hair. So i gave up after like.. 3mins? den she blew out at me, blaming that i should have told her if i dunno how to tie and that i wasted her time. i was like WTF, u were the one who pleased me. CB! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd thing was when i was on the bus on my way to tamp inter.. the bus was so packed and the bus driver almost hit a little boy who was cycling and trying to cross the traffic light. If not the people in the bus warned the bus driver to stop, i think he would have hit the boy. So the bus driver did gave a sudden break and most of the people who stood fell. Beside me was a fat middle aged man who totally leaned on me.. and i twisted my wrist a little but not that bad. Just that i really had a shock! I was standing just beside the bus driver. Noises arose, passengers were mumbling about the incident. Some aunties were pointing out to the bus driver that "you should still look out for people crossing the road even if it's green light!". The bus driver replied that his view was blocked by us. Sigh, luckily he didn't hit the boy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met bee to go Summerset Hello shop to look for kor. Helping my dad to upgrade his plan as well as to re-contract and get a new phone as i have obtained a $100 for him previously because his phone is spoiled. He is currently using a spare phone that we have at home. Some Nokia slide phone which has complicated buttons. Now that he has mastered how to use it, he dun wish to change a new phone. Thus, i got an iPhone to sell using my dad's line. After getting the phone, bee and me went for some 'slight' snack. we ended up having 2 boxes of Takopachi and 1 Shiok sushi.=.= What happened after that i dun wish to mention. Just disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, i started thinking that am i feeling what B is feeling or not? I'm not demanding whatever, but i just felt the difference. I hate it when he sleeps alot. sleep after sleep. Not that sleeping is wrong. Not that i wun let him sleep when he's tired. But that is really a lot of sleep. I'm starting to feel like his sleeping time overtakes the time he is suppose to spent with me or smt. i Dun like the replies he gave me whenever i happen to call.. he just wan to say byebye. i hate it when he give short replys or lag replys when i'm toking to him. I felt we dun really have much to talk now when we are together. We talk lesser on phone too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i sold the phone straight away when i reached Tamp inter and came back home while Bee went for his wedding dinner. I knew it that my mum will ask this qn when she sees my face - "Did you cry?" I tried to hide it. But just for a while only. I still can't hide. That's the thing i hate most when things like this happen cuz i dunno what to say or explain when she asks why or what happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Joan's Birthday party at Aranda Club. Although it was just a few hours, but i really had fun. We played Bridge and BlackJack as usual. A lot of people seems to be 'Bridge-averse' but we managed to teach Yan Ling and Wen Long yesterday and they played well! Only Rui Heng still dun get it after watching so many rounds. haha. and Black Jack is a standard tradition that we always play, having gamblers like myself, and Ee Teng. haha. I always enjoy the company of 4E2! Funny and nice people. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met didi and Korkor on Friday for Suki Sushi buffet as well as listen to Kor's cry. Ended up didi also emo and i'm faced with 2 emo guys.. Kor is beyond hope. I dunno how i can save him. I can only lend a listening ear.. cuz he is stubborn! He ownself wan to find trouble to no one can save him from going into deep shit. =p For didi, i hope he wun make any impulse decision. He is quite Ke Lian. haha. Starbucks after Buffet and den movied - Poker King! Omg. Fatness. and $$$. x__X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===============================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs was my last exam paper - Biz Finance. Killer paper. All that i've studied came out. Those chaps that i liked came out. BUT in a much more difficult way. 50/50 chance of passing. dun dare to think. X_x. Feeling same as last sem. Not exceptionally happy because it's the last paper but felt rather shitty. Just have to pray for the best. Met SY and J for Camp briefing (it's a job). Went to KateSpade warehouse sales at Ubi before that.. J wanna buy bag. But didn't in the end because most was sold out! The briefing made me not feeling like working anymore cuz it's acatually working as a camp facilitator which is not my style. So is YL. so we decided not to work. Luckily the person-in-charge never probe for reason or so. Sry girls to leave u all behind but i really can't imagine myself doing all those cheers. But i believe ya all will enjoy the camp! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at Tamp to meet Hei Hei and Joyjoy for dinner at Ding Tai Feng. It's my 2nd visit there. Food are nice. Esp the sour and spicy soup joy intro-ed. It's really a must have. I will order if i go there next time! &lt;br /&gt;Shopped a little after dinner, went to joy's house after Heihei passed dinner to her mum. Colgate grew fatter and more handsome! He even learned some new tricks. But he was naughty enough to keep biting on to my feet at a point of time. but I still love him! xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heihei let me drove her car back home after that and taught me how to do parking at my hse there de parking space. Rather scary cuz i'm not used how her pedal works. a little harder to control than Honda Freed (the car i used to learn driving). Esp when i need to reverse the car on a sloped parking lot. scared my step the pedal too hard, never stop in time and hit the back curb. xD but all went well. Thanks to Instructor Hei! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-1859260507710963224?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/1859260507710963224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=1859260507710963224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1859260507710963224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1859260507710963224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/11/disheartened.html' title='Disheartened'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-2566413522028677136</id><published>2009-10-26T18:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T18:37:13.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm loving it!</title><content type='html'>Tell me what u lack in the monopoly game by MacDonald's.. We might match to win a prize. xP i'm lack of Thomson Road, Orchard Road, Shenton Way, Scotts Road, Joo Chiat Road &amp;.... Sentosa Cove(don't even think of it).. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee lost my Toa Payoh!!! &lt;br /&gt;We already gotten AMK.. &lt;br /&gt;If we gets Bishan, he's going to sponsor my $200 voucher at Toys'Rus!!! =P&lt;br /&gt;Heard that Bishan is quite easy to get de..&lt;br /&gt;Tao Payoh is the hard one! and he lost it!! T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-2566413522028677136?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/2566413522028677136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=2566413522028677136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/2566413522028677136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/2566413522028677136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-loving-it.html' title='I&apos;m loving it!'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-1463897382844997406</id><published>2009-10-23T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T11:35:50.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blessings</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, those couples who broke up at that period of time have found their other half again.. &lt;br /&gt;You all have my blessings.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-1463897382844997406?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/1463897382844997406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=1463897382844997406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1463897382844997406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1463897382844997406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blessings.html' title='Blessings'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-1877964592848257667</id><published>2009-10-22T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T23:48:56.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>我恨我爱你</title><content type='html'>是你变了&lt;br /&gt;是你变了。。？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;有时候你真的让我觉得很无奈！&lt;br /&gt;在着考试期间，我为了读书，就已足把我给避凤了。&lt;br /&gt;但你还这个样子气我。。&lt;br /&gt;我不知道是应为我不耐烦还是应为我真的不能容忍你那不投入讲电话的情形。。&lt;br /&gt;但那真的很气人！&lt;br /&gt;如果是为了总要的时就别说了。。&lt;br /&gt;但是为了game或msn，你跟我讲话时很lag，心不在焉似的。。&lt;br /&gt;我就是不能容忍！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-1877964592848257667?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/1877964592848257667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=1877964592848257667' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1877964592848257667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1877964592848257667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_22.html' title='我恨我爱你'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-8741323668296207544</id><published>2009-10-08T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:54:57.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>((:</title><content type='html'>What a cold weather.. &lt;br /&gt;Nice weather to sleep.. &lt;br /&gt;But.. cannot!&lt;br /&gt;I'm suppose to meet Oli to study at airport till tml morning..&lt;br /&gt;But the weather and all makes me lazy!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Oli, make u cant send your bf off.. hehe.. &lt;br /&gt;Hope you are enjoying your time with him at his place now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving lesson ended at 6.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;Shitty. I dunno how to change lane when the road is congested. &lt;br /&gt;They just won't let me change even after knowing that i'm learning.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.. Things like that really will demoralize me hur. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, my TP date is gonna be on 17th Dec. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study was not very effective today and since i'm not going to the airport,&lt;br /&gt;I will try to keep myself awake as late as possible to study at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new bejeweled blitz in FB is cool!&lt;br /&gt;Much more fun than the previous version.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, shit, why they come out with such addictive one at this point in time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangkok Trip will most probably be set somewhere between 28th Dec to 3rd Jan. &lt;br /&gt;Got to dig out money again. ):&lt;br /&gt;YL is so good. Her trip was paid for. =/&lt;br /&gt;Let it be post exam trip.&lt;br /&gt;Girls, want buy Wacoal or Triumph bra? Tell me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear dear is sick today.. &lt;br /&gt;Poor boy. &lt;br /&gt;Too bad i needa study, can't be by his side.. ):&lt;br /&gt;I miss you!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna wait till Sat when i go renew my passport..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-8741323668296207544?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/8741323668296207544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=8741323668296207544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8741323668296207544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8741323668296207544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='((:'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-2386842050660574996</id><published>2009-10-04T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T22:18:14.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLOB</title><content type='html'>All of a sudden, i remembered i do have a blog. =D&lt;br /&gt;Tired tired. &lt;br /&gt;Jorine's bdae chalet was a success! &lt;br /&gt;Am sorry cuz i was not able to stay over for the first night and don't think really have time to hang out during her return this time becuz of nearing terrifying examinations.. =/&lt;br /&gt;Btw, her aunties are great cooks!&lt;br /&gt;It's seriously better than outside catering. lol. &lt;br /&gt;Had a great time. &lt;br /&gt;O btw, received my bdae present from ST and ZB.. a Burberry perfume. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;ST was so hardworking that she even brought her OB stuff to ask me!&lt;br /&gt;Omg scary. =/ &lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks to actual exams! SIAO LIAO LAR! gjguhguitbhutbjnjub&lt;br /&gt;Internet is a serious distraction. &lt;br /&gt;Should really start going out and have serious studies starting tml! &lt;br /&gt;shld i study now? &lt;br /&gt;but i'm tired.. and i'm always tired. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bee started his driving lesson. &lt;br /&gt;Whee.. happy for him. &lt;br /&gt;one step forward to possibility of him owning a car. lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;He drove his friend's RX dunno wad damn chio car to Jorine's chalet yst. &lt;br /&gt;he has got balls. =/ xD&lt;br /&gt;i also wan driveee.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cell grp came to somewhere near the chalet and gave XM a surprise bdae celebration. She didn't suspect a bit or it was rather unexpected. &lt;br /&gt;Can she she was really happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i go study now.. i try la hur.. try not to fall aslp..Zzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-2386842050660574996?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/2386842050660574996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=2386842050660574996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/2386842050660574996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/2386842050660574996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/10/blob.html' title='BLOB'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-4033864586203906267</id><published>2009-09-18T15:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:29:19.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>http://www.weirdasianews.com/2008/09/01/man-gets-nut-stuck-around-penis/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://ieatishootipost.sg/2009/09/blog-post.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure going to this restaurant some day when i started working!&lt;br /&gt;SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hungrygowhere.com/restaurant_details.php?urlname=wahiro_katong_mall&amp;offset=5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yee Ling, Allan, Darren, Baby, Hazel, Joyce! Let's go!!! Katong Mall! &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there's some replacement for Wasabi Tei! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here as well! Matsuo Sushi at Gold Hill Plaza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hungrygowhere.com/restaurant_details.php?urlname=matsuo_sushi_restaurant&amp;offset=5&amp;offset=10&amp;offset=15&amp;offset=10&amp;offset=0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at those pictures!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.hungrygowhere.com/restaurant_gallery.php?recordid=695&amp;pid=1788&amp;offset=&amp;type=user&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DROOLS!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-4033864586203906267?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/4033864586203906267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=4033864586203906267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/4033864586203906267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/4033864586203906267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-3358165165804508762</id><published>2009-09-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:20:15.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Yours - Mac Ver</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b9HXiG41X5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b"&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/b9HXiG41X5g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-3358165165804508762?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/3358165165804508762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=3358165165804508762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3358165165804508762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3358165165804508762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-yours-mac-ver.html' title='I&apos;m Yours - Mac Ver'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-7460875640382514647</id><published>2009-09-14T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:09:48.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache</title><content type='html'>I'm damn irritated cuz i wanted very much to do my Project but seriously dunno how to do!&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to do my Porter's Five.&lt;br /&gt;Sorta done 3 parts of it.&lt;br /&gt;BUT i felt i was rubbishing.&lt;br /&gt;MAN!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;and having a bad headache now. ):&lt;br /&gt;Aunts and uncles playing MJ in the living rm.&lt;br /&gt;Noisy. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt want to continue my proj.&lt;br /&gt;Yet i didnt want to FB either.&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking what else to do using the com besides Proj and FB-ing.&lt;br /&gt;I asked my sis.&lt;br /&gt;She said read people's blog.&lt;br /&gt;So i went YL's and Xx's.&lt;br /&gt;I only read 2 entries of Xx's blog.&lt;br /&gt;and i saw her video on she and KK kissing.&lt;br /&gt;Dun understand her.&lt;br /&gt;But she's just so ew.&lt;br /&gt;But KK was the real HOT rather than Xx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, about the home based job that some of u all knew about,&lt;br /&gt;it's confirmed FAKE!&lt;br /&gt;According to YL's cousin and cousin's bf.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not so angry of the $18 lost.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because i nv hope much for this job.&lt;br /&gt;and my instinct from the beginning proves me right!&lt;br /&gt;I have this really bad instinct from the beginning ever since i knew about the job.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling just came.&lt;br /&gt;Well, just take it as $18 for a lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking to make a police report.&lt;br /&gt;See how. if time allows us to, we'll geigei go for training and collect evidence!!!&lt;br /&gt;Just wait u OLD UNCLE. D8&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 7th monthsary dear.. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Celebration was of cuz, eat again...&lt;br /&gt;This time with YL and AL.&lt;br /&gt;Planned to go for Wasabi Tei BUT it was closed on a MONDAY!&lt;br /&gt;))):&lt;br /&gt;The sudden of not operating on that day makes us go rounds and clueless of what other alternative to have for dinner. Darren actually experienced that either the day before or after and ended up spending lots of time thinking of what to eat. So, Wasabi Tei, u are really important to lots of people despite your Level 1 service!!!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we went to Food Republic cuz i wanna eat the Shiok Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;It was really damn shiok!&lt;br /&gt;The couple ordered a Cold Soba, Mixed Sashimi.&lt;br /&gt;We ordered Baby Optopus, a Bento set and Shiok Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;and all of us shared a seasonal Sashimi for $28.&lt;br /&gt;We all ended up ordering another Shiok Sushi cuz it's just too Shiok and irrisistable. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4elFJisrI/AAAAAAAACGY/758KpbmSGSE/s1600-h/DSC03102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4elFJisrI/AAAAAAAACGY/758KpbmSGSE/s320/DSC03102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381272227140514482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ekgwuimI/AAAAAAAACGQ/RgeD0svVGfE/s1600-h/DSC03103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ekgwuimI/AAAAAAAACGQ/RgeD0svVGfE/s320/DSC03103.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381272217372756578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ekEa8wVI/AAAAAAAACGI/cGq8ffL-dRY/s1600-h/DSC03104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ekEa8wVI/AAAAAAAACGI/cGq8ffL-dRY/s320/DSC03104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381272209765220690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ejkX5a4I/AAAAAAAACGA/0WciiAyk8MY/s1600-h/DSC03105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ejkX5a4I/AAAAAAAACGA/0WciiAyk8MY/s320/DSC03105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381272201162484610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ejHuPlUI/AAAAAAAACF4/AVZN7GYnrOU/s1600-h/DSC03106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4ejHuPlUI/AAAAAAAACF4/AVZN7GYnrOU/s320/DSC03106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381272193471583554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d_B5yVQI/AAAAAAAACFw/AwSxfJksgCQ/s1600-h/DSC03108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d_B5yVQI/AAAAAAAACFw/AwSxfJksgCQ/s320/DSC03108.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381271573434094850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d-4WVVAI/AAAAAAAACFo/CqE5H9e8M1U/s1600-h/DSC03101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d-4WVVAI/AAAAAAAACFo/CqE5H9e8M1U/s320/DSC03101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381271570869474306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of IT Show.&lt;br /&gt;First day morning.&lt;br /&gt;Our Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d-SvlH9I/AAAAAAAACFg/78zauEsXbPM/s1600-h/DSC03110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d-SvlH9I/AAAAAAAACFg/78zauEsXbPM/s320/DSC03110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381271560774819794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d9xVLC6I/AAAAAAAACFY/hjJt_xf4s9s/s1600-h/DSC03117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d9xVLC6I/AAAAAAAACFY/hjJt_xf4s9s/s320/DSC03117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381271551805688738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edifier, a passion for sound. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d9Q2G1iI/AAAAAAAACFQ/WCqTaafs-Po/s1600-h/DSC03119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4d9Q2G1iI/AAAAAAAACFQ/WCqTaafs-Po/s320/DSC03119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381271543085454882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day's packed dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take foto of the 2nd day's.. It's Bee Hoon Kosong!!!&lt;br /&gt;How pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-7460875640382514647?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/7460875640382514647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=7460875640382514647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7460875640382514647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7460875640382514647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/headache.html' title='Headache'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/Sq4elFJisrI/AAAAAAAACGY/758KpbmSGSE/s72-c/DSC03102.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-8004225358713025284</id><published>2009-09-14T15:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T15:26:32.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo</title><content type='html'>gahh.. i dunno how to do my proj!&lt;br /&gt;grrrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-8004225358713025284?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/8004225358713025284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=8004225358713025284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8004225358713025284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8004225358713025284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/emo.html' title='emo'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-6555215006965398026</id><published>2009-09-03T16:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:44:17.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahhh</title><content type='html'>Bahhh..&lt;br /&gt;I have not been studying..&lt;br /&gt;I actually decided to study up abit of GM before starting the proj..&lt;br /&gt;But ended up spending hours at Alibaba.com searching for the prdt i'm interested to find out from the suppliers.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly thought that it has been a long time i haven entered Friendster.&lt;br /&gt;So i went in and took a look.&lt;br /&gt;I've got 191 inbox..&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently at the 7th and out of the those are some wierd, nice, funny, and pervertic msges.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Wierd / Funny - This guy from Italy saying he's coming over to Sg for holi somewhere in May and staying over at SwissHotel The Stamford.. He asked me if it's a good hotel and would like to meet me when he comes... lol&lt;br /&gt;Another asked if i can run somewhere in Tampines or East Coast park on Weekends.&lt;br /&gt;Nice - Saying i'm pretty.&lt;br /&gt;Pervertic - You know wad. It's a long msg that he typed. But i think it's a std msg that he spam any other girl's inbox cuz i found someone posted his msg in her LJ. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps u girls shld go and check ur accs. Must have alot of inbox as well. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-6555215006965398026?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/6555215006965398026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=6555215006965398026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/6555215006965398026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/6555215006965398026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/bahhh.html' title='Bahhh'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-3646957659383512464</id><published>2009-09-02T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:24:56.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wad's wrong?</title><content type='html'>I dunno what's wrong with us recently.&lt;br /&gt;Ya perhaps the honeymoon period is over finally hur. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Quarrels keep coming up just when i thought it was resolved.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope it really had been resolved this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIpm3aBAuIQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cIpm3aBAuIQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Saw from YL's blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;It's good but i thought i could have been better if the background can be softer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Perhaps they shldn't use a mic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkNZpO6QQ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7tkNZpO6QQ4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I thought this is not bad as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;But dunno why their turning of heads annoys me abit. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5K4tGQSleuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5K4tGQSleuA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I like this one.. the actions.. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Makes me think of Nelson Kwei's Choir.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FVF8tHuvrI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FVF8tHuvrI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I love this so perfectly that i'm dl-ing it into my Touch! 8D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-3646957659383512464?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/3646957659383512464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=3646957659383512464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3646957659383512464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/3646957659383512464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/wads-wrong.html' title='Wad&apos;s wrong?'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-8768399164703476508</id><published>2009-09-01T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:39:51.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>):</title><content type='html'>Talking about "mother" issue right now With Oli and YL.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I just wish my parents are like Olive's or XN's.&lt;br /&gt;They are more like friends rather than parents and daughter r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it much more fun to be this way rather than .. something else?&lt;br /&gt;Y can't our parents just trust us?&lt;br /&gt;If you are scared that something might happen during the night if we and our partners are tgt, den there's really nth to worry about cuz we not only can do the wrong things at night but the day!&lt;br /&gt;Right?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i dun wish to lie to my parents also (i'm not saying that i always lie to them. Perhaps 1 or 2 times) but i have to.&lt;br /&gt;Who likes to lie to their parents?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe some people does but at least not me.&lt;br /&gt;If you parents can give us more trust, then things wouldn't turn sour rite.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. blob blob blob.&lt;br /&gt;Nah.. It's not that something happened to me and my parents..&lt;br /&gt;But just talking about it generally.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i wish i am the only child in the family.&lt;br /&gt;But YL made me think twice.&lt;br /&gt;Only child means over-protective too. well...&lt;br /&gt;She wished that she has annoying siblings..&lt;br /&gt;I have.. 3 siblings ard me.. But too bad i'm born the 'blacksheep'..&lt;br /&gt;Darn!&lt;br /&gt;If only my mum trusts me, then i wun have this kinda probs now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-8768399164703476508?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/8768399164703476508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=8768399164703476508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8768399164703476508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8768399164703476508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='):'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-8055597095636811990</id><published>2009-08-29T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:25:17.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedy</title><content type='html'>Perhaps it's my fault that i didn't bring across the msg properly.&lt;br /&gt;I know, u said i nv consider your feelings when i said it.&lt;br /&gt;But it's not like i nv tell u before and u once promised me you will do it but u did not.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only bringing it up once again, the same issue.&lt;br /&gt;If u said i nv consider your feelings, den have u considered mine?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it would be best if i could talk things to you rather than my best friends or this blog.&lt;br /&gt;But it seems like it is not that situation anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I have come back here.&lt;br /&gt;I discussed the matter with YL today.&lt;br /&gt;She too, agreed with me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess most ppl will agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;But since you stick to your stand, then i also got nth else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret telling u again abt this matter.&lt;br /&gt;Becuz i thought it was just another casual talk that we are going to have&lt;br /&gt;and it's not like we nv talked abt it before.&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't expect such big reaction of you.&lt;br /&gt;That it makes situation different now.&lt;br /&gt;I hated myself now for saying it.&lt;br /&gt;although i still think it was nth serious. (becuz i didnt mean that i Xian Qi you being like this)&lt;br /&gt;becuz if i noe it's gonna be like this, i wld rather not mention.&lt;br /&gt;But well, what said is said.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that it actually hurts u so deeply hurts me alot as well.&lt;br /&gt;i am sorry to hurt you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-8055597095636811990?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/8055597095636811990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=8055597095636811990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8055597095636811990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/8055597095636811990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/08/tragedy.html' title='Tragedy'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-7607393217232631240</id><published>2009-08-26T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T00:53:14.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>又是食物！</title><content type='html'>上个星期六，方课过后去 PlazaSing 见宝贝。。&lt;br /&gt;应为他要吃 Manhatten Fish Market 。。&lt;br /&gt;结果应为这个月就快没钱了，我们便 order 了 menu 上最便宜的一餐 - DoryFish&lt;br /&gt;胃口还不错，但只是普普通通而已。。&lt;br /&gt;他们给两片炸鱼。。反而吃了有点儿腻。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQbTIk2bI/AAAAAAAACFI/VgGEmo9OMPA/s1600-h/page16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQbTIk2bI/AAAAAAAACFI/VgGEmo9OMPA/s320/page16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373938316538599858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;吃完晚餐过后，我们看了一部电影- The Proposal&lt;br /&gt;还不错，有些部分挺好笑的。。&lt;br /&gt;由于传着高跟鞋，脚好痛，看完戏之后加大巴士回家了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;昨天，我和衣玲到 National Library 去读书和作 project。。&lt;br /&gt;结果只做了一点的 project， 却没动到 Business Finance。。&lt;br /&gt;真惭愧。。&lt;br /&gt;读到一半时，Leonard 还上来找我们，说了一声“嗨”就走了。。&lt;br /&gt;他说衣玲好像不是很想他上来，所以他掉头就走了。。 哈哈。。笨猪。。&lt;br /&gt;我们一面作project，一面找美食。。&lt;br /&gt;结果想到 Little India 吃印度餐。。 哈哈。。&lt;br /&gt;我们从 ieatishootipost 的 网站看到一间满不错的印度餐馆，打算试一试。。&lt;br /&gt;那地方在 Selegie Road.. 我们找了 Street directory, 再去 hunt 哪个 place。。&lt;br /&gt;Ta-da! 我们找到了！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQbCmAHAI/AAAAAAAACFA/ZmbcEuh2IuE/s1600-h/page17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQbCmAHAI/AAAAAAAACFA/ZmbcEuh2IuE/s320/page17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373938312098618370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQauUOqbI/AAAAAAAACE4/-ol9T8nvCXs/s1600-h/page18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQauUOqbI/AAAAAAAACE4/-ol9T8nvCXs/s320/page18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373938306655365554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;可喜的是，食物没有往上讲的那么好吃。。 ）：&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-7607393217232631240?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/7607393217232631240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=7607393217232631240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7607393217232631240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/7607393217232631240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='又是食物！'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SpQQbTIk2bI/AAAAAAAACFI/VgGEmo9OMPA/s72-c/page16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-105363694019753632</id><published>2009-08-21T00:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:49:56.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EAT</title><content type='html'>Last Sun was Joyjoy's bdae celebration.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Had fun teasing heihei and wads the guy's name.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hope Joyce had fun too!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks baby for helping out.&lt;br /&gt;I know u were damn tired and had to wake damn early the next morning but you still accompanied me stay till late.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! lub u! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11PimZ-yI/AAAAAAAACEg/_QUt8YKyef8/s1600-h/page11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11PimZ-yI/AAAAAAAACEg/_QUt8YKyef8/s320/page11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372078840369249058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad suddenly say wanna dine out at Changi Village Hawker on Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Just nice that the market was having spring cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;So we went to the Ubin Seafood Restaurant beside. haha..&lt;br /&gt;wow.. Papa go and order the bamboo shell thingy..&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy cuz i wanted to try that long ago but it was too expensive for me to try.&lt;br /&gt;It costs $8 per piece that day and dad order without realising the price.&lt;br /&gt;He ordered 4, one each.&lt;br /&gt;He only realise when we told him about the price.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.. but ok la.. he dun have much reaction. so JUST EAT!&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. tried it. It was okay.. quite nice. sweet. But Gonggong was comparable.&lt;br /&gt;So i will definitely not spend $8 on one bamboo shell.&lt;br /&gt;I rather spend it on a plate of gong gong or go market buy better still. =D&lt;br /&gt;Had flower crabs too. and the cuttlefish vege, and jacket fish.&lt;br /&gt;Bill up to $99.82. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11PNDqwfI/AAAAAAAACEY/E4zj7-Liin4/s1600-h/page12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11PNDqwfI/AAAAAAAACEY/E4zj7-Liin4/s320/page12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372078834586403314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shitty things happened that night.&lt;br /&gt;Baby was emoing.&lt;br /&gt;But i didn't blame him cuz i know he it's not his normal self.&lt;br /&gt;But it got me frustrated when i got wronged further by him even though i comforted him.&lt;br /&gt;So i was super duper angry that night.&lt;br /&gt;He apologised.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to meet him day after.&lt;br /&gt;i was still angry, but told myself to just forget and forgive.&lt;br /&gt;But he was late.&lt;br /&gt;i'm suppose to meet him at Tampines for dinner after sch.&lt;br /&gt;And found out that he was lying on his bed when i reached Tamp.&lt;br /&gt;I got even more upset.&lt;br /&gt;cuz he didnt even sound surprised when he knew he was late.&lt;br /&gt;ya, i went to the extend that i hid in the washroom cubicle at Tamp One and cried.&lt;br /&gt;It's like i feel so unimportant.&lt;br /&gt;i thought knowing that i was angry, the more he shouldnt be late.&lt;br /&gt;and he argues that i didn't understand how tired he was as he had little sleep for past few days.&lt;br /&gt;I just dun wanna mention 'me too'.&lt;br /&gt;I even can fall aslp during lec that day.&lt;br /&gt;First time in SIM.&lt;br /&gt;i was so angry but i make the effort not to be angry and meet him up so as to minimise quarrels.&lt;br /&gt;but ya, shit came out.&lt;br /&gt;and silence most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking if i was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I initiated to hold his hands but didn't felt him holding it tight.&lt;br /&gt;I initiated again to hug him but he just stood there.&lt;br /&gt;I turned my body ard immediately, totally disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;i still dun think im at fault. but i initiated things and got ignored.&lt;br /&gt;I felt real lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Well, things were in the end sorted and i knew he was angry with me for not understanding that he has not enough sleep that's why he's late. =.=&lt;br /&gt;and angry with me for flaring up at him because he was late. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But i still feel i got more right to be angry with him right? Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;wellwell, it's over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;although up till now if i mention i still get angry.&lt;br /&gt;but keep reminding myself that a "sorry" or a hug heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met baby yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Sushi at Nihon Mura.&lt;br /&gt;Eat till super full again.&lt;br /&gt;Movied "Where Got Ghost" by Jack Neo.&lt;br /&gt;Super Duper Funny!&lt;br /&gt;Laugh till i tear!&lt;br /&gt;Although it's not a very good show,&lt;br /&gt;but the funny part is worth watching. haha.&lt;br /&gt;YL even wanna watch 2nd time. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was dinner with Heihei and joyjoy.&lt;br /&gt;Decided not to go Arnold's in the end.&lt;br /&gt;So heihei drove us to this wonderful place that has Western, Jap, Chinese, Thai and Germany cuisine to choose from since we were so indecisive. =D&lt;br /&gt;In the end we tried the Thai Restaurant. There's this promo - $1 for a seafood dish if spend a minimum of $38.&lt;br /&gt;So we spent minimum $38 and got Crab Tang Hoon for just $1.&lt;br /&gt;We really know how to eat man.&lt;br /&gt;We really had a spread. SEE BELOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So1-W32W63I/AAAAAAAACEw/CkVx-EDOlWk/s1600-h/page13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So1-W32W63I/AAAAAAAACEw/CkVx-EDOlWk/s320/page13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372088861937036146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11O5eptAI/AAAAAAAACEQ/0v7nJuSigfA/s1600-h/page14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11O5eptAI/AAAAAAAACEQ/0v7nJuSigfA/s320/page14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372078829330871298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11OaoL4mI/AAAAAAAACEI/o2InaCL0NEc/s1600-h/Page15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11OaoL4mI/AAAAAAAACEI/o2InaCL0NEc/s320/Page15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372078821049360994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-105363694019753632?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/105363694019753632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=105363694019753632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/105363694019753632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/105363694019753632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/08/eat.html' title='EAT'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/So11PimZ-yI/AAAAAAAACEg/_QUt8YKyef8/s72-c/page11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-1005726456503768012</id><published>2009-08-14T19:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:52:43.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I have been spending.. D:&lt;br /&gt;The middle pic are my presents for 21st bdae.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people!&lt;br /&gt;The others are those i bought.&lt;br /&gt;I take it as the Queens gave me the Oxymask set, B-liv Gdbye those Heads, and an External Hard Disk (Yet to purchase).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVOlY_G3II/AAAAAAAACD4/-GqtX-TxTeU/s1600-h/Page9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVOlY_G3II/AAAAAAAACD4/-GqtX-TxTeU/s320/Page9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369784534978452610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Om nom noms.&lt;br /&gt;Macadamia nut.&lt;br /&gt;The Nut shell broke.&lt;br /&gt;Meiji Poifull Jellybeans!&lt;br /&gt;I rmb i keep buying it during Poly Yr 1. =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVOl3rmv9I/AAAAAAAACEA/Cl1WuZMhC2Y/s1600-h/Page10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVOl3rmv9I/AAAAAAAACEA/Cl1WuZMhC2Y/s320/Page10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369784543218155474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6517916-1005726456503768012?l=candy-palace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/feeds/1005726456503768012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6517916&amp;postID=1005726456503768012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1005726456503768012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6517916/posts/default/1005726456503768012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://candy-palace.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>[s]w3et</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00546416377912499160</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='03365078625684389754'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVOlY_G3II/AAAAAAAACD4/-GqtX-TxTeU/s72-c/Page9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6517916.post-2073629158637767251</id><published>2009-08-13T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T19:41:40.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>It has been a really tired day!&lt;br /&gt;But here i am blogging at 12.30am.&lt;br /&gt;cuz i'm too full to slp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking tired these 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;DUnno why..&lt;br /&gt;I have been falling deeply aslp on the train while on the way to sch.&lt;br /&gt;ZzzZzzZzz..&lt;br /&gt;Today is SSCM individual project submission.&lt;br /&gt;Submitted the project with no confidence at all.&lt;br /&gt;The teacher seriously sucks.&lt;br /&gt;can fall aslp in his lec.&lt;br /&gt;Reached sch today, wanted to print lec notes.&lt;br /&gt;But becuz the comp in the lib is only microsoft viewer, we cant print our lec notes in handout form from there..&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go to the photocopy room and queue for that 1 and only desktop.&lt;br /&gt;Long queue because it's proj submission day.&lt;br /&gt;Only can use that com to edit if u never bring ur own lappy.&lt;br /&gt;Crap rite. Lousy facilities.&lt;br /&gt;So we took damn long time to get the notes printed.&lt;br /&gt;Of cuz we were late for lec..&lt;br /&gt;Cuz we shopped at the Bazzar after printing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a set of bikini and YL got a dress..&lt;br /&gt;Damn cheap. haha.&lt;br /&gt;YS bought a set of bikini too when she arrives at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;OL was thinking whther to buy a top but im not sure if she gets it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Me and YL only managed to attend the last 45 mins of the lec.&lt;br /&gt;lol. anyway, he really teach just by almost literally reading out from the slides.&lt;br /&gt;So actly wads the point of attending lec?&lt;br /&gt;it's the most sian thing if u get this kind of lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;It's like pay the money for nth and u attend lec as if u dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was damn tired. and having heavy head after lec.&lt;br /&gt;We were thinking whether to go shopping or not.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i'll be meeting baby at 7 plus at Bugis..&lt;br /&gt;so thinking of just go out den meet him straight after that.&lt;br /&gt;So Far East with YL and YS after lec.&lt;br /&gt;We spent almost the same amt today.&lt;br /&gt;Omg, BROKE is the word.&lt;br /&gt;YS got herself a top and YL got herself a pair of wedges and me, a pair of heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met baby for dinner at Bugis after that.&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go Sim Lim to buy external hard disk.&lt;br /&gt;BUT... i dun think i can take it if i spend so much in a day.&lt;br /&gt;so dropped the idea.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps wait for next month's IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;Shopped a lil before baby reach.&lt;br /&gt;Saw those kind of 2-piece (half half) swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get BUT it's $79!&lt;br /&gt;hais... i is no money. ):&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at sakae..&lt;br /&gt;seriously dunnno wad to eat.&lt;br /&gt;so anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVM_97rzuI/AAAAAAAACDw/8GhDT5-WV4g/s1600-h/Page8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CDRQ5_RV2fY/SoVM_97rzuI/AAAAAAAACDw/8GhDT5-WV4g/s320/Page8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369782792549551842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our recent chats are the topic of whether is he going to study or work after his NS.. and slowly link to the future. .&lt;br /&gt;problems..&lt;br /&gt;But i seriously think he should just work for 2 yrs first den see how. =/&lt;br /&gt;Bus 23 back to tamp to get his bicycle den send me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinwen was on the same bus.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh he still got buy me bdae present.&lt;br /&gt;i thought he MIA me. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from Kenneth.&lt;br /&gt;He's in Thailand and he called back to wish me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Although it was abit late.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;but thanks! i do feel honoured. lols.&lt;br /&gt;See.. i always think my 4E2 guys are hao nan rens.&lt;br /&gt;lols. 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