<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:16:31.834-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If only we treasure everyday like the last...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7893813601660393726</id><published>2009-08-15T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T05:25:23.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relink!!</title><content type='html'>I have moved! Please relink me at http://winniexie.livejournal.com/&lt;br /&gt;Love u all!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7893813601660393726?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7893813601660393726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7893813601660393726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7893813601660393726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7893813601660393726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/08/relink.html' title='Relink!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4798357993422729979</id><published>2009-06-21T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:12:11.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just attended the million sales award presentation ceremony last week. Million sales award is for those officers who have hit million sales in consecutive 3mths. I'm not one of them! I was just a participant. Lolx. Anyway, the theme for the day is glamorous. My team wore black and the guys managed to get silver ties. Some gers in my team had to dress as guys as my team didnt have equal number of gers and guys. So anyway, it was a nightmare coz i had to go up to the stage to make a stupid speech to explain y my team dressed like tt. Lucky I have Julie to accompany me.&lt;br /&gt;It was a realli horrible experience, i never felt so nervous on stage, my whole body was shaking non stop. I cannot realli recall what I exactly said, but i used an american accent to explain we juz came down from the grammy awards. Some moments of silence, and Julie juz filled with "Yeah right, cool.." Gosh. Enough said, its better to look at the pictures~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first picture, is Ariel, Deborah(My supervisor), and me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj30ySA0baI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PPkU7WXg020/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj30ySA0baI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PPkU7WXg020/s320/Million+dollar+club+1588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349701077051927970" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The couples of the day: From left: Michelle and Yong Jia, Xueling and Lydia, Ariel and Derek, Roy and Vivian, Angie and Roy, Kane and Eunice, Marcus and Ivy, Me and Julie..&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-4hr5BI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-YBbIJvnPCs/s1600-h/Collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-4hr5BI/AAAAAAAAAg4/-YBbIJvnPCs/s320/Collage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349700194037130258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They managed to steal the glasses from Archers team and wanted me to take a pic of their "Gong" look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-uZYsbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6cqCassxGoQ/s1600-h/collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-uZYsbI/AAAAAAAAAgw/6cqCassxGoQ/s320/collage+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349700191317963186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My best colleagues in stups, my toilet buddies. Don't they look retarded?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-bzvs5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/B9gfzR6sOG4/s1600-h/collage+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-bzvs5I/AAAAAAAAAgo/B9gfzR6sOG4/s320/collage+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349700186328249234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-aPzyXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_9gYIKu_V50/s1600-h/collage+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3z-aPzyXI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_9gYIKu_V50/s320/collage+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349700185909086578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing in the rain?? I mean office. Look at how much u can do with just an umbrella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3thLj7czI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xFFazJu1LIA/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3thLj7czI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/xFFazJu1LIA/s320/Million+dollar+club+1639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349693086680970034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tg4Mp-KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Rx82RVYiAs8/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tg4Mp-KI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Rx82RVYiAs8/s320/Million+dollar+club+1643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349693081483081890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tgulAhxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/wF8FDYzIDLg/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tgulAhxI/AAAAAAAAAgA/wF8FDYzIDLg/s320/Million+dollar+club+1642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349693078900868882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the Balcon sisters. Million sales sisters. Serene and Julie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tgHcPCdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MGul0Z40QU8/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tgHcPCdI/AAAAAAAAAf4/MGul0Z40QU8/s320/Million+dollar+club+1650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349693068395088338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably wondering why we took this picture? We are the woodlands officers. -.-"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tfzTnoGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FTHcZJ7I2CE/s1600-h/Million+dollar+club+1655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj3tfzTnoGI/AAAAAAAAAfw/FTHcZJ7I2CE/s320/Million+dollar+club+1655.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349693062990241890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update again soon! Really cannot wait for this weekend to cum. Friday will be my team's chalet and sunday will be leaving SG to genting! Yeah!!! This will be the second year i spend my bdae out of SG! Last year in U.S, Dallas Texas. Can't wait for the weekend to come!!!! I love stups!!!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4798357993422729979?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4798357993422729979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4798357993422729979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4798357993422729979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4798357993422729979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-attended-million-sales-award.html' title=''/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sj30ySA0baI/AAAAAAAAAhA/PPkU7WXg020/s72-c/Million+dollar+club+1588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-3197762874455793887</id><published>2009-05-24T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T06:35:03.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lee Min Ho (Gu jun pyo in Boys before flowers)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4mvIFMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EqbjQch1yk0/s1600-h/Lee+Min+ho+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4mvIFMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EqbjQch1yk0/s320/Lee+Min+ho+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339383368579028162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4XkdD1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/8_uMuNm-sCk/s1600-h/Lee+Min+ho+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4XkdD1I/AAAAAAAAAfg/8_uMuNm-sCk/s320/Lee+Min+ho+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339383364507733842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4YNj_0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/TskrgiEpDnw/s1600-h/Lee+Min+ho+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4YNj_0I/AAAAAAAAAfY/TskrgiEpDnw/s320/Lee+Min+ho+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339383364680154946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almighty Gu Jun Pyo. My prince charming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-3197762874455793887?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3197762874455793887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=3197762874455793887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3197762874455793887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3197762874455793887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/05/lee-min-ho-gu-jun-pyo-in-boys-before.html' title='Lee Min Ho (Gu jun pyo in Boys before flowers)'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/ShlM4mvIFMI/AAAAAAAAAfo/EqbjQch1yk0/s72-c/Lee+Min+ho+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7274734942908486514</id><published>2009-05-23T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:50:04.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My worklife</title><content type='html'>What have I been doing lately???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon to Friday routine:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up at 7am everyday. Reach workplace at 9:15am.(Okay maybe occasionally later than this timing) Briefing by Deborah. Fill water with Michelle, Julie and sometimes Eunice. Start calling from 10am till 12pm. 12 to 1pm Lunchtime. 1-1.45pm, briefing by Deborah. Toilet breaks. Start calling from 2pm till 6pm. Slack abit when Deborah leaves for briefing den start calling again till 7+..sometimes 9pm. Reach home 10pm. Dinner. Play abit of pet society. Sleep. Next day begins again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday routine:&lt;br /&gt;Back to office to make some productive calls..den meet up with kaiwen have dinner and home sweet home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in afternoon, watch a whole day of television with repeated drama series. Start fretting weekend is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the life of a work adult. Join me soon! Felicia! You are on my waiting list! *Evil laughters*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay maybe not just that. I still enjoy reading Books by Sophie Kinsela on Mrt. I just finished watching Boys before flowers and its super duper awesome! I love Gu Jun Pyo!!!! Guess wad? He is born in the year of 1987! He is so so so charming!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7274734942908486514?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7274734942908486514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7274734942908486514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7274734942908486514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7274734942908486514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-worklife.html' title='My worklife'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7912778390489734100</id><published>2009-05-10T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T03:38:09.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>karate gathering</title><content type='html'>Haven't met up with my karate frens for quite some time..finally managed to do so last mth. We met up at fish&amp;amp;co for lunch, which I accidentally purposely told them its yingpei's bdae. Lolx! So they celebrated with us. We went to k box and sanged all the way till 2am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon later yijia wld be going to police academy for training to become a police..and we wun be able to meet up for at least another 3mths i guess? Hope tt we will be able to meet up again soon..I miss b1 and b3!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasYN1AKFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/doiZzL1uCWM/s1600-h/blog+pic+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasYN1AKFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/doiZzL1uCWM/s320/blog+pic+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334140340695738450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasXyQFxCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/uEQhP6D_cVE/s1600-h/blog+pic+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasXyQFxCI/AAAAAAAAAd4/uEQhP6D_cVE/s320/blog+pic+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334140333293159458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasX4SEXaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Oyxl60qxGTU/s1600-h/blog+pic+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasX4SEXaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Oyxl60qxGTU/s320/blog+pic+1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334140334912069026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgauT8ej1lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z8_L8dvvYFM/s1600-h/blog+pic+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgauT8ej1lI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/Z8_L8dvvYFM/s320/blog+pic+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334142466341983826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasX4SEXaI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Oyxl60qxGTU/s1600-h/blog+pic+1.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7912778390489734100?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7912778390489734100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7912778390489734100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7912778390489734100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7912778390489734100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/05/karate-gathering.html' title='karate gathering'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SgasYN1AKFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/doiZzL1uCWM/s72-c/blog+pic+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4332998070058424639</id><published>2009-03-29T03:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T05:29:19.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting trip 25-27feb</title><content type='html'>Having worked for half year, finally managed to apply for annual leave. Its a short getaway though, went to genting with my mummy. Its my second trip to genting, i cldnt recall anything from the first trip, but my parents told me when it was the last day of the trip, I pretended to be sleeping, not wanting to wake up. Was just a small kid, can't blame me right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken many years back. My first trip to genting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318583622927661458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9noEDQOZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/VwQyFgCl9WI/s320/genting+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;And this year, second trip to genting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318578702372697362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9jJpjh9RI/AAAAAAAAAdg/MwIEaPSUdHI/s320/blog+picture+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9eavdi0mI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Zm8Cptd4BvQ/s1600-h/blog+picture+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318573498457838178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9eavdi0mI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/Zm8Cptd4BvQ/s320/blog+picture+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9bWeNqrNI/AAAAAAAAAco/m23P4-Ib8ZE/s320/blog+picture+13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318570123369638594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9bWSRz6sI/AAAAAAAAAcg/CvJkCrWrYwE/s320/blog+picture+14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318570122567903666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9bWPSqabI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Ty81DiKr0t0/s320/blog+picture+15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318566461964438930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YBKeyTZI/AAAAAAAAAcA/xKnzIGQLUkE/s320/blog+picture+22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318570115077940690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9bVzY6pdI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/NbOTmMNetF4/s320/blog+picture+16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318566464296107586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YBTKsvkI/AAAAAAAAAcI/k37LW7e-z7Y/s320/blog+picture+17.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318566457192292066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YA4tBHuI/AAAAAAAAAb4/hPBZ7NXxcKc/s320/blog+picture+10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YA75sbJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/t0LS9U9It5Q/s1600-h/blog+picture+11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318566458050768018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YA75sbJI/AAAAAAAAAbw/t0LS9U9It5Q/s320/blog+picture+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YAjvp7PI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QBFE6ZoRkUY/s1600-h/blog+picture+12.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318566451566210290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9YAjvp7PI/AAAAAAAAAbo/QBFE6ZoRkUY/s320/blog+picture+12.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O4Q-PhRI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LPCuRgwqE84/s1600-h/blog+picture+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318556413483517202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O4Q-PhRI/AAAAAAAAAbg/LPCuRgwqE84/s320/blog+picture+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318556398968036018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O3a5e2rI/AAAAAAAAAbA/kAWsKk3U-1s/s320/blog+picture+24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318556403851875954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O3tF4VnI/AAAAAAAAAbI/kV92quUtqV4/s320/blog+picture+25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O4DIwFtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UCnDjtE8D9g/s1600-h/blog+picture+21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318556409769498322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O4DIwFtI/AAAAAAAAAbY/UCnDjtE8D9g/s320/blog+picture+21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318556408520183570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9O3-e5DxI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CmjX2rGL_7k/s320/blog+picture+23.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Hope june will come soon...it will be my third trip to genting. I need a holiday!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4332998070058424639?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4332998070058424639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4332998070058424639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4332998070058424639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4332998070058424639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/03/genting-trip-25-27feb.html' title='Genting trip 25-27feb'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sc9noEDQOZI/AAAAAAAAAdo/VwQyFgCl9WI/s72-c/genting+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-995189183077046161</id><published>2009-03-01T01:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T02:58:27.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>February events</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for quite some time..have been addicted to playing pet society from facebook. These photos are taken in february..                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentines day&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;dinner at a korean restaurant in novena                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1wR4b9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/DHevrmZTQ9Q/s1600-h/vdae+028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161587418787794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1wR4b9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/DHevrmZTQ9Q/s320/vdae+028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1b4-vRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/O9tzcJFJTWg/s1600-h/vdae+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161581945634066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1b4-vRI/AAAAAAAAAaw/O9tzcJFJTWg/s320/vdae+033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1R8mVCI/AAAAAAAAAao/RoRNNBgQlZM/s1600-h/vdae+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161579276456994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1R8mVCI/AAAAAAAAAao/RoRNNBgQlZM/s320/vdae+035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg01Oc9FI/AAAAAAAAAag/-KTRMNa6NEk/s1600-h/vdae+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308161571566711890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg01Oc9FI/AAAAAAAAAag/-KTRMNa6NEk/s320/vdae+037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEo4wieI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xyaIXJD1MkA/s1600-h/vdae+040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159644109146594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEo4wieI/AAAAAAAAAaY/xyaIXJD1MkA/s320/vdae+040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEQhdGcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/d_QHj1Ohoa0/s1600-h/vdae+041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159637568952770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEQhdGcI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/d_QHj1Ohoa0/s320/vdae+041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEPUVzaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jMgLOugLbPI/s1600-h/vdae+043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159637245513122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfEPUVzaI/AAAAAAAAAaI/jMgLOugLbPI/s320/vdae+043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfD_lDnEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j5TaEDCe5Eg/s1600-h/vdae+044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159633020656706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfD_lDnEI/AAAAAAAAAaA/j5TaEDCe5Eg/s320/vdae+044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfDXiMT6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5z-qAXVrntQ/s1600-h/vdae+046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308159622271225762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapfDXiMT6I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/5z-qAXVrntQ/s320/vdae+046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZ7zgB_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/wPwVQBIRvw4/s1600-h/vdae+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308153412894853106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZ7zgB_I/AAAAAAAAAZw/wPwVQBIRvw4/s320/vdae+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZpVGyPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GB0zBmDV9MM/s1600-h/vdae+048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308153407935531250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZpVGyPI/AAAAAAAAAZo/GB0zBmDV9MM/s320/vdae+048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZYHqcJI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9fCGSZ1pQ68/s1600-h/vdae+053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308153403315744914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZYHqcJI/AAAAAAAAAZg/9fCGSZ1pQ68/s320/vdae+053.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZHofHnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hBm8o-Mkuxw/s1600-h/vdae+054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308153398890012274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZZHofHnI/AAAAAAAAAZY/hBm8o-Mkuxw/s320/vdae+054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308153394545119986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapZY3clUvI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/pqRgpArC7d0/s320/vdae+057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcnLK3eI/AAAAAAAAAZI/C4Fg4P1tpu4/s1600-h/vdae+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308151259873336802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcnLK3eI/AAAAAAAAAZI/C4Fg4P1tpu4/s320/vdae+059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcXTKbhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Ht5K6tVcSxA/s1600-h/vdae+060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308151255611895314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcXTKbhI/AAAAAAAAAZA/Ht5K6tVcSxA/s320/vdae+060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcKhCDMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ql2UbU9NX40/s1600-h/vdae+061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308151252180405442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcKhCDMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/ql2UbU9NX40/s320/vdae+061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcPcY2uI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GrGF4l-HWFY/s1600-h/vdae+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308151253503105762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXcPcY2uI/AAAAAAAAAYw/GrGF4l-HWFY/s320/vdae+062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308151247311340466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapXb4YKA7I/AAAAAAAAAYo/Wfn-bbYnsx4/s320/vdae+063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at swensens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapTh4WakaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/93K1_4aN1dA/s1600-h/vdae+026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308146952336740770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapTh4WakaI/AAAAAAAAAYg/93K1_4aN1dA/s320/vdae+026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThrcCBgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/XsYYnnokME0/s1600-h/vdae+024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308146948870637058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThrcCBgI/AAAAAAAAAYY/XsYYnnokME0/s320/vdae+024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThuuygrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lvAEtrywu3A/s1600-h/vdae+023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308146949754618546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThuuygrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/lvAEtrywu3A/s320/vdae+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThaOKV0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ecbch_kjhk8/s1600-h/vdae+022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308146944249059138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThaOKV0I/AAAAAAAAAYI/Ecbch_kjhk8/s320/vdae+022.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThOc02zI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SFDjJTTgXpg/s1600-h/vdae+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308146941089340210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapThOc02zI/AAAAAAAAAYA/SFDjJTTgXpg/s320/vdae+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;February babies...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lydia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308143827989987314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapQsBQGf_I/AAAAAAAAAXo/T4Tm8bslx9Y/s320/bdae+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Deborah&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308143831538197522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapQsOeD5BI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-sZvnZqkmCU/s320/bdae+010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; and kaiwen!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308143838720675442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SapQspOfznI/AAAAAAAAAX4/2iwCqXgP2IU/s320/bdae+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now..will be blogging abt genting soon..=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-995189183077046161?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/995189183077046161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=995189183077046161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/995189183077046161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/995189183077046161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/03/february-events.html' title='February events'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Sapg1wR4b9I/AAAAAAAAAa4/DHevrmZTQ9Q/s72-c/vdae+028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8413678861026594634</id><published>2009-01-25T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T05:08:20.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random..</title><content type='html'>This is gona be a realli random post with some random pictures at my workplace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh8ff235I/AAAAAAAAAXg/nrQot09YOG4/s1600-h/Work+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295214953756024722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh8ff235I/AAAAAAAAAXg/nrQot09YOG4/s320/Work+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              This is my desk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh8N-tv9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/r1AiBe1BgbU/s1600-h/Work+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295214949053611986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh8N-tv9I/AAAAAAAAAXY/r1AiBe1BgbU/s320/Work+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            See my cute piglets...??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh767plUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YiuMqUcZemQ/s1600-h/Work+007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295214943940482370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh767plUI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/YiuMqUcZemQ/s320/Work+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                               Waner!!! A.k.a. Mrs Tan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZtaycKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/pq10s3Vi81M/s1600-h/Work+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295213256685809826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZtaycKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/pq10s3Vi81M/s320/Work+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Kelvin Lim..Fairies' fantacy.. er emx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZWr4z_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/jQu8s-H42wo/s1600-h/Work+015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295213250583515122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZWr4z_I/AAAAAAAAAXA/jQu8s-H42wo/s320/Work+015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     If u heard bob the builder, then u must definitely know James the bus driver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZPjghpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/58LLk_HlsJ8/s1600-h/Work+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295213248669320850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgZPjghpI/AAAAAAAAAW4/58LLk_HlsJ8/s320/Work+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                  Alex..whom I always turn to when I write smthing wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgYpAYFxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EsrvQzCXcj0/s1600-h/Work+013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295213238321420050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgYpAYFxI/AAAAAAAAAWw/EsrvQzCXcj0/s320/Work+013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Iijimae and He cai! Haha! She is Julie the Iijimae who steals my stress and fills my day with countless of jokes! The jokes are not funny, but she is funny... oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgYVKa9QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/qLrkop-Tf88/s1600-h/Work+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295213232994841858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxgYVKa9QI/AAAAAAAAAWo/qLrkop-Tf88/s320/Work+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  Team stupendous!!&lt;br /&gt;If we want to hit our 12 mil, say we can..If we wan to hit our 12 mil say we can! If we wan to hit our 12 mil and we really wan to do it, if we wan to hit our 12 mil say we can, we can!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8413678861026594634?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8413678861026594634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8413678861026594634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8413678861026594634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8413678861026594634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random..'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SXxh8ff235I/AAAAAAAAAXg/nrQot09YOG4/s72-c/Work+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-3217438871157383197</id><published>2009-01-18T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T03:22:07.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new lifestyle in a new year</title><content type='html'>What have I done in 2008? I believe the happiest 4 things I did in 2008 were: 1. Graduated from Temasek Polytechnic. 2. Going to West America. 3. Getting a camera of my own. 5. Getting a job in Citibank. 2008 has left, and 2009 is here. I dun have any great resolutions or any noble achievements that I wan to have. I guess at the present moment..what I wan is: 1. Bring my mom to genting and hongkong. 2. Hit my 1 million sales. 3. Best new officer award. 4. champions forum??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems most of the things I listed above are work related. I guess this is what happens when we enter work life. I have been working realli hard lately..feeling super stressed. Whether or not I can hit my one million this month is still a very big question mark. I have no idea what I will be able to close off with this month. My life has changed so much ever since I entered the workforce. The moment I reach office, I wld be sitting by the computer till lunch, den after lunch wld work all the way till 9pm, unless I leave the office for dinner. When I reach home, which will be ard 11+, den I wld have my "dinner", den shower and sleep. And the next day begins..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never used to go for massage in the past, but now have to go for massage often. I have realli stiff back and everytime I go for massage, the person wld ask if I have alrd relaxed..but in actual fact, I am arld relaxed but just tt my back is too stiff. They had to really exert heavy force on my back. It feels realli good for tt few days..but soon after, my back and shoulders are pain again. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunar new year is around the corner..but I still dun have any feel of it..maybe I'm juz too stressed.. stupid pimples keep popping out..have to see the doctor soon...and this is how I boost the bad economy..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-3217438871157383197?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3217438871157383197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=3217438871157383197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3217438871157383197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3217438871157383197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-new-lifestyle-in-new-year.html' title='My new lifestyle in a new year'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6373913143582953043</id><published>2008-12-25T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T06:28:55.671-08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas dinner 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Felicia, Jiang han, Kaiwen and I always celebrate our christmas together. Not too sure when we made this a tradition..but we juz love to gather during this christmas season and have a simple dinner. I guess its also a good time for us to catch up together. I remembered the first year was at felicia's house, second year at marche city hall, third year at holland village, forth year at vivo city, and finally the fifth year at clarke quay! This picture was taken durin the third year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283732601829877138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOWzpQ4ZZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-ys5zulhTyQ/s320/SSL12872.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this one...of course is this year..at brewerz(clarke quay)! Notice the diff??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283707470313941170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVN_8zEj6LI/AAAAAAAAAUE/uMDunvc0_-Q/s320/IMG_9113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOJz_iHq3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/pttsMg_sxeA/s1600-h/IMG_9108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283718314156600178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOJz_iHq3I/AAAAAAAAAVs/pttsMg_sxeA/s320/IMG_9108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283718294975869218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOJy4FE8SI/AAAAAAAAAVM/8BDNTZckKTk/s320/IMG_9134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOJzjbbF2I/AAAAAAAAAVk/kullRWQ21-Y/s1600-h/IMG_9140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283718306612320098" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVONxDgB5DI/AAAAAAAAAV0/-Y8gAyqZrjA/s320/IMG_9170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                 Christmas dinner next year shall be at... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6373913143582953043?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6373913143582953043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6373913143582953043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6373913143582953043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6373913143582953043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-dinner-2008.html' title='X&apos;mas dinner 2008'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SVOWzpQ4ZZI/AAAAAAAAAWc/-ys5zulhTyQ/s72-c/SSL12872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-536898232370912213</id><published>2008-12-08T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:26:10.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stups xmas dinner</title><content type='html'>It was a super fun sunday for me. In fact, i LOVE this long weekend. Its so so wonderful. I had christmas dinner with stupendous(my grp). After so much chit chatting during working hours, it finally happened! From the initial Pariss international buffet, we changed to Tunglok Seafood buffet. Julie and I "longbang" Michelle's car there. When we reached there, we were pretty shocked as there was a wedding banquet going on at the restaurant. When we entered, obviously we were underdressed and we saw people looking at us like we did something wrong. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a room juz for ourselves. There were a wide range of buffet items, all chinese items, but they had salmon sashimi and california maki too. And the salmon is so thick and fresh!!! The chinese dishes includes cereal prawns, red tilapia, seafood bisque, sweet and sour pork, mapo tofu, roasted meats..and alot alot more! It was super super yummy!!! Gosh!! Hungry again...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we went to party world orchard and we sang all the way till 3am. We took quite abit of pics tt are worth alot of money..haha..only people who went noes what it meant. Ermx. Anyway, I got hm ard 4+ and I slpt 5+ after drying my hair and playing kaiwen's psp. Lolx. When I woke up today, I was still thinking abt macgriddles breakfast...but i realised..3:30pm. Oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday blues...why do i have to work tmr?Haiz......... ...... ... .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-536898232370912213?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/536898232370912213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=536898232370912213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/536898232370912213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/536898232370912213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/12/stups-xmas-dinner.html' title='Stups xmas dinner'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-476636405439650191</id><published>2008-11-29T08:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:43:18.482-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random thoughts</title><content type='html'>People who are not meant to be remembered, should be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Memories which are painful, shouldn't even be reminisced at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-476636405439650191?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/476636405439650191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=476636405439650191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/476636405439650191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/476636405439650191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random thoughts'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8791405794511622900</id><published>2008-11-29T08:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:35:17.712-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clubbing at phuture</title><content type='html'>Another month has passed again! Goodness! 2008 is coming to an end! I juz wasted another year again! Its been an extremely tough month for me. I noe many wld ask if I managed to hit my target. The answer is no. The december month is gg to be worst..it wld be even difficult to get 100 contacted customers coz most would be on holidays. Haiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of complaints, I must think positive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz went for facial today..it was a painful session..It was an hr of pinching and squeezing of blackheads and pimples..darn! Why did I apply makeup! Why was I so stressed up! Why did I eat all the fried stuffs! It was so painful!!! Even till now..-.-"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really happy at work..though it was stressful to chiong for sales. But nevermind, I have a bunch of funny colleagues. We juz went out on fri to club at phuture. I went with julie, wan er, huiling, deborah, albert, kane and marcus. It was pretty fun hanging out with them. I was trying my best to dance..it was really difficult..to be honest, its the first ever time in my life i danced. I tried my best to dance and trying to load everything off my mind...trying to unload all the stress for the whole month..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say I dun realli like there..it was crowded. People fight. People squeezing and forcing their way in. Stupid guys touching people. No matter how i moved, how i danced, every 5min there wld be someone trying to squeeze thru at the dance floor. There are really wierd guys there..shant make any further comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only there's a REAL magician who can make all of them disappear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8791405794511622900?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8791405794511622900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8791405794511622900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8791405794511622900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8791405794511622900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/11/clubbing-at-phuture.html' title='Clubbing at phuture'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8037727000660315086</id><published>2008-11-09T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:46:58.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny karaoke session with attempts of singing ai bu pa</title><content type='html'>Its been a long week for me..feeling very stressed and uneasy. Every morning I wake up with a thought "Will I hit my numbers this month?" Not too sure when, but I rmb once I was trying to sleep more and refuse to wake up in the morning, den sumone said to me, "Are u going to gif up juz like tt?" After that, I woke up immediately. It was kind of scary initially, but no matter wad, its positive as well, telling me to face up to reality. Success only goes to people who fight for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am stressed and uncertain at times, but I really like my current situation. I like stupendous(my group). I love my team leader. I enjoy being in stupendous. Though they are horny at times, but when I look at how chiong each and individual of them are, I am also motivated to be like them. My team are also very "on". Be it for numbers or for cheers. The way my team unites really touched me. I must work really hard so I can contribute well as a 'senior' folk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On friday, we went to sing karaoke. It was a last minute plan. But anyway, I went with Julie, Michelle, Wan er, Jeremy. I accompanied Wan er to collect her phone and to her house for her to change her clothes. Den we headed to town for dinner and den to Party World near heeren. Its my first time at Party World, I usually go to Cash studio and K box. I must I must say we were beyond crazy. Well, I've never never been so happy in a karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we select songs, we kept on pushing and pushing each other to sing first, nobody wants to insert their own songs first. But then, when Kane msged Julie tt he wld be coming down in 15mins, we kept on snatching the remote to insert their own song first. Because, according to Julie, Kane has a very good voice and he sings very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julie suggested to sing the hot song by grasshoppers, "ai bu pa". Its the song that grasshoppers got famous for. We stood on the sofa and sang and danced..and we were so freaking crazy..Jeremy even took a video of us. We were so crazy following the dance steps of grasshoppers. Den sudduenly we saw a tall figure. The next moment, all of us quickly reacted and sat down on the sofa. Haha!! Den Julie quickly eject the song. Den kane and marcus walked in, looking at us wondering y we were laughing so badly. I was really shocked when I heard Kane's vioce. He sang extraordinarily well. U wld think tt he didnt open his mouth at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When kane and marcus were ard, we were kinda tense as Kane sang too well, and we were all paisei when we sang. I wanted to sing my fav duet song before they came. But in the end, turn out I sang with marcus. It was so funnie..they were pushing for us to sing. Den I kept on pressing the audio button when it came to my part. And in the end, the whole song turned out realli wierd. Marcus face became like tt-&gt;  - ________- """!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Kane and Marcus went smoking, we sang the grasshoppers' song again, and the same thing happened again and we fell to the sofa. Haha! It was such a funnie sight! After Marcus and Kane left, we decided to extend another hour. This time, we cld finally complete our song. Lolx! After karaoke, we decided to go for supper at xin wang. We headed home and I reached home ard 5am. (Thanks Michelle for sending me home. I noe u were alrd exhausted. But really thanx for sending me home. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai bu pa, anyone? Hee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8037727000660315086?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8037727000660315086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8037727000660315086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8037727000660315086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8037727000660315086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/11/funny-karaoke-session-with-attempts-of.html' title='Funny karaoke session with attempts of singing ai bu pa'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-5903732554790983036</id><published>2008-11-01T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:10:11.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>One week has past again! After doing this full-time sales job, I found out that I realli hate month end! Month end means have to start all over again. Whether I have hit my target for the previous month, I have to start a fresh new month again, gaining each individual sale to hit my target for the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didnt hit my 480K this month, deficit of 50k. Well its really upsetting, but its okay! I will still continue to chiong. I believe with my law of large numbers+peserverance, I will hit my 480k. So which means tt I have to do more ot. There are 20 working days in this month, I must make full use of everyday. If I deduct away 4 fridays, 4 mondays, I will have 12 days to do ot. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weekend kaiwen didnt cum out from camp..so sad...I still prefer him not botak..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263720006912419218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SQx9dTkhpZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pl7iapRTs_I/s200/DSC00252.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bored now...=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-5903732554790983036?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5903732554790983036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=5903732554790983036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5903732554790983036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5903732554790983036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/11/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SQx9dTkhpZI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Pl7iapRTs_I/s72-c/DSC00252.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4152696904599826207</id><published>2008-10-26T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T10:06:03.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U.S. Memories</title><content type='html'>I dun deny, I'm still living in my memories of United States of America. Just 46days in America, made me missed every little part there. I must really thank fate for bringing my friendship with Felicia. And, of course, Felicia and her family who have invited me to join their summer vacation. It was a really awesome summer for me. Really Big big thanks to Uncle Ronald, Auntie Jennifer, Felicia, and Gelien. Really appreciate it. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though I am physically back in Singapore..and have embarked on a new chapter of my life. But, I still miss every single thing I did in U.S. The crazy things we did. And never forget the stupid things we did. Okay, some things were really stupid. Doing so many jump shots at all the places of interests. Comparing the number of coins I made with Felicia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ask me what I miss. I would say every single thing. Some things I wun forget:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Gossipping on the bed with Felicia past midnite. We were trying so hard not to laugh out as her parents were sleeping, which caused the whole bed to be shaking so badly. Another thing I rmbed was we tried to place Gelien's pillow to the small little corner of the bed. As we fell aslp, Gelien didnt wake us up and just slpt on that poor corner. Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-It was after a satisfying buffet at Circus Circus, Reno, and Felicia and I decided to go for some big business. We decided to go to alternate cubicles so the smell wun be so horrible. We were chatting so happily. Then, a lady came in to the toilet. We stayed silent when she came in. We were not too sure if its because its too smelly she came in and walked out! Haha! I noe it sounds disgusting..but well, what is the probability of u going for some big business with a best friend? =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Pho noodle!! Its realli good!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261496029458974642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SQSWwx8Hx7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/oMJQksjZl1Q/s400/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Squeal! I love this game. Its really exciting and fun to play with so many ppl. I will never forget playing with Felicia, Gelien, Aaron, Brenden, Uncle Ronald in midnite, when we were supposed to be slping and snoring big time. Aaron and Brenden are two great friends I made during summer. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Ferris Wheel I took at Disneyland. I really got cheated. It looked realli kiddish..but its not! I ended up shouting and shouted, no I should say screaming and screaming..why did I even choose this ride. I screamed all the way even till it landed, when Gelien said," stop shouting, reached already." Den I opened my eyes, "oh ya". The next moment, I was trying to stand up. Horrible ride.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-I wun forget the smelly place we went to see the sea elephants. They were the smelliest animals on earth! How they got smelly is because they love to overeat. And when they come onshore, they couldn't digest their own foods, and ended up vomitting on each others' body. So as time goes by..the smell spread..its a really disgusting smell!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261504652496970322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 409px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SQSemtQlolI/AAAAAAAAAQs/K2Cdq5wkVDU/s400/IMG_2793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-The next one..I dun wish to elaborate. The story about drawing circles..haha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-Fireworks at Disneyland, U.S. Independance day. Really really nice..I luv the fireworks..all except the "bom bom bom. Hou leng ar.." Lolx!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There are too many things which I miss. Wun ever forget my fav department store, Walmart. Wun ever forget we spent so much time trying to fit all luggages into the car. Wun ever forget us trying to gorge ourselves with all the buffet items. Wun forget food network, disney channel. Wun forget the nice smell from the apartment in Dallas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I simply love every single thing there. I wish for a time machine now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4152696904599826207?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4152696904599826207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4152696904599826207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4152696904599826207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4152696904599826207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-dun-deny-im-still-living-in-my.html' title='U.S. Memories'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SQSWwx8Hx7I/AAAAAAAAAQc/oMJQksjZl1Q/s72-c/DSC00192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6361386130400408616</id><published>2008-10-17T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T10:20:00.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Upsetting day</title><content type='html'>I'm terribly upset today. Really really upset. I am so disappointed with myself. I was supposed to hit my tier this week, but just because I didnt check properly, my transactions got parked under others. For those hu dun understand this term, it simply means, other people get my sales. I am super duper upset. I dun understand why, I did check. I really did a thorough check, but I juz dun understand why. When I saw my transaction got parked under others, my heart really sanked. I have been trying realli hard. Last week I tried to hit, but I didnt. This week finally I managed to hit, yet transaction got parked under others. First it is the urgent accounts cnt be proceed, next is transactions parked under others. Its not 1, but 3! The amount is big also.&lt;br /&gt;WHY WHY WHY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun realli care much about the incentive. It is the tier that I WANT to hit DESPERATELY. I have been here for quite some time already..and I have not been consistent in my sales. I know that. I really want to hit my tier. I really really want to produce results. I was so happy this morning..so naive thinking all will go thru smoothly. So happy for team lunch. But after my team lunch, the world juz came crashing down. Transaction parked under others. I became freaking upset..really really upset. I feel I reaalli disappoint Deborah. I noe she has been pushing all out for me. I noe that Garima and Deborah are fighting realli hard for my case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat down and I stared at my screen, and I just felt, " Nevermind if they let my transactions parked under others. Nevermind if they take away these few sales from me. I still have plenty to go. They can't take all away from me. " To be really frank, I was kind of emotional today, and I just felt teary at those moments. It set my determination to bring in more sales. I must bring in more sales to cover those transactions. As I felt more teary, I just sat there and kept on calling more customers. I told myself, "I MUST bring in MORE sales to cover those". From then on, I must work even harder, and I must realli be extremely careful with my transactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be really honest with myself, I still have yet to get over it. I mean..I just felt realli unjustified when we fought so hard, putting in so much efforts to bring in the sales and then the transaction got parked under others. People always say..tiny little efforts bring a long way. For me? Tiny little efforts bring a long way. Yes. A long way to reach my tier. But nevermind. At the end of the day, I will hit the tier. I will reach that goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be strong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6361386130400408616?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6361386130400408616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6361386130400408616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6361386130400408616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6361386130400408616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/10/upsetting-day.html' title='Upsetting day'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4567673071353857895</id><published>2008-10-12T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T03:57:21.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miscellenous</title><content type='html'>It was a pretty busy day for me ydae. First, have to meet Kaiwen, den to meet B1 and B3 and lastly have to go for my team bbq. I finally met up with B1 and B3...the last time we met...i think was...before i went to U.S. Ya..more than 3 mths ago. Its probably the longest time bananas got separated. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was alrd 8pm when I reach pasir ris park. I was kinda full..so I didnt eat much. I was playing my psp..den they sae I was so bored until I started playing psp. But is because I dun haf chance to play on weekdays mahx..where got time to play? Hmm..anyway, Deborah was so enthu abt playing truth or dare..nobody realli wanted to play..so in the end we juz pei he..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked realli R.A. questions..we played for quite a while..until we started gossipping again. I felt like an antenna...jus keep on receiving, didnt make much comments..coz most of the time the ppl whom they were talking abt i duno. We spoke abt breastfeeding. I was pretty shocked when they mentioned about breast sagging after breastfeeding. Let's say for instance, the mother breastfeeds the baby on the left side, the left breast will be very light and a little sag after tt, as compared to the right side. That's why have to change side and feed on the other side, or will be not balanced. I'm nt joking at all..but its realli true..as proven by my colleague who breastfed her child last time. My other colleague started saying..what if after feeding awhile the baby is full..haha...den too bad lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Ivy brought her lil kid there..her lil boy boy is called Charles. He is so damn cute but I realli pity Charles..he is not feeling well so he keep on throwing his temper. He is 9mths old only. The first time i feel lil boy is cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After working some time in Citibank..I am finally adapting. I have neighbour julie who never fails to say..I am very xing ku, kane hu always turn ard to talk to julie which in turn distracts me, Aaron the huai ren, jeremy the pig..and etc.. I must work realli hard and repay my debts and go for holiday..I wan to go to Taiwan, hong kong, korea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new nickname: Han mei (korean girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4567673071353857895?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4567673071353857895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4567673071353857895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4567673071353857895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4567673071353857895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/10/miscellenous.html' title='Miscellenous'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4328689969066559464</id><published>2008-09-20T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T08:56:44.395-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd work week</title><content type='html'>Yeah! Its weekend again! Finally! I'm still in the midst of adapting to my new workplace and my new job. If anyone asks me this question now or maybe a few years later, I will definitely gif the same answer. "Do you like studying or working?" I definitely gif a firm answer "Working". Frankly speaking, I seriously dun like studying..I guess this is one of the biggest difference between me and Felicia. She LOVES studying. I HATE studying. I guess the only books that I hold on to are recipe books, chinese novels, magazines or travel books (coz it means holiday). Other than those, leave me alone. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. After a week with my colleagues, they are quite nice ppl. This week my team is down with only 6 ppl, half strength as Citibank rewarded 6 of my grp mbrs to Taiwan for holiday. I'm nt too sure y they are entitled, but i heard its coz they hit some high target. Anyway, Deborah insists us to send them off, so we went to send them off at changi airport during working hours. And we were given a meal treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still have not managed to hit my target..haf to get used to calling ppl and get used to rude and challenging customers. So ppl out there, next time if someone calls u reg some promotion from banks, be nice okie? Coz it might be me..hehe! My sales figure is extremely like stocks. Fluctuate so much. Lolx. It feels realli upsetting when u have alot of rejection, but I feel much better after deborah's piece of words, "Its okay for rejection. One customer reject u never mind. Citibank still has so many customers." Isn't that motivating?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little boy has gone for his mission to "protect our homeland"..and I miss him so much..how i wish for him to quickly finish his noble mission..&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248131833811978562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SNUcGNjISUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/udKighTlxiw/s400/new+pics+231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248132289997080242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SNUcgw-IhrI/AAAAAAAAAQU/JvDkuf82fAw/s400/new+pics+246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Time will pass very fast.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4328689969066559464?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4328689969066559464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4328689969066559464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4328689969066559464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4328689969066559464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/09/2nd-work-week.html' title='2nd work week'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SNUcGNjISUI/AAAAAAAAAQM/udKighTlxiw/s72-c/new+pics+231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-438654573007847171</id><published>2008-09-12T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:29:55.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rooting at new workplace</title><content type='html'>Finally finally its weekend again! I'm so so happy! This week seemed a realli long week for me..trying to adapt to a new work environment, trying to 'click' with new colleagues, trying to get sales.&lt;br /&gt;My new workplace: Citibank, and my post at Citibank is a bank officer. Many ppl sure have a wrong impression tt I'm working under branches..but instead, I'm actually under the telesales team for funds transfer. Anyway, there are 4 teams in total, and I'm under studpendous. Before I came in, I've been hearing many stories abt my team..many said tt the sales is the best..and the ppl are very proactive in all competitions.&lt;br /&gt;When I went to work on Monday, I was training under Deborah, my team leader. She taught me how to tackle customer rejection. A lil bit abt Deborah..she is also a debator. When I sat at her table with her..we were doing roleplays..and i had to make calls to her..den she has to reject me by all means..and i had to counter her rejection. It seemed so much like a debate session..with rebuttals and counter rebuttals. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;On tuesday..i continued training with Deborah. And guess wad she said.."ltr u are gona make calls." I like.."NONONO!!" and "OMG!" Second day oni...where's my script where's my script!! I mean..I noe i'm doing telesales..and i noe its gona be sooner or later i haf to make calls..bt i'm just nt tt prepared. I do haf a script..exactly like a debate speech..but i worry abt not being able to counter customer's rejection..and I'll be like...er...er..er...and den silence.&lt;br /&gt;So i was sitting at my desk..looking at the computer screen...thking and thking..walking ard..just refuse to make a call. Deborah keep saying.."dun worry.." but i was still contemplating. Finally..I made a call ard 5+..haha..when 6 is the time to go home.&lt;br /&gt;On wednesday, I went to work and i started making calls..but i faced alot of rejection..got ppl hang up phone..so upsetting..I was so sad..at 6pm still dun get a single sale. So i decided to stay OT..and I'm very determined i must close a sale on tt day. I was realli desperate when I still dun get a sale by 0830..i was going to give up until...I finally got a sale at 9pm. Closed 8k! ^.^&lt;br /&gt;On thursday..the same thing happened again...so stupid..why always at last hr? I closed another at 2930..yeah! But its pretty upsetting..ppl all closed big amounts like 10k 100k but me lehx..only so little..! Got alot of ppl dun pick up calls..argh!!&lt;br /&gt;On friday..i managed to close a sale...only 1k..well..think on the bright side..at least gt 1. We had team lunch and we went to fish and co. Its Sandy's bday..and fish and co. staff celebrated with us also. My sales this week is horrible..next week I must get more sales!!!&lt;br /&gt;My grp ppl has been asking me the same qn...they ask if I'm korean...den i tell em i am Singaporean..den they keep telling me..u realli look like korean... well. I wish i am korean too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-438654573007847171?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/438654573007847171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=438654573007847171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/438654573007847171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/438654573007847171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/09/rooting-at-new-workplace.html' title='Rooting at new workplace'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8291783845499648600</id><published>2008-09-05T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:56:44.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New worklife begins..</title><content type='html'>After spending so much money for the U.S. trip..its time to start making money again. And finally I'm employed again! I'm so happy I managed to pass my training and the tests, and I will be starting work officially on monday.&lt;br /&gt;Training was pretty tough for a greenhorn in banking for me..somemore with no knowledge about any credit cards and the terms. I really think I am the worst new hire. I have to work even harder than other people and make sure I do well in the team.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to meet up with some ex colleagues from Ritz Carlton..they are still as funny. We went to Islamic, an indian muslim restaurant opened by Hassani and his uncle. Its located at Arab street. Food was realli good..and at affordable prices as well. So, we celebrated Sulaiman's birthday together at the private function room located above the restaurant. It was an extremely wonderful gathering!&lt;br /&gt;And today..after tests and training by the HR, we were introduced to our team leaders. I was actually thinking if I should go to the company event=bowling competition. Then, my team leader, Deborah said," Well, later we will be going to the bowling competition which you will be coming. " I was like.."er..."&lt;br /&gt;I realli felt so out of place at the bowling area..I just stood there like a vase..wanted to talk to them..but they were so enthu in their matches. Lucky Wallace (another new hire who went thru training with me) came as well..so he was the statue and I was the vase standing behind all of them..and we were chatting between ourselves..Lolx! We were thinking about some stupid excuses to run away..or even gg for a movie and come back when they end..! Lolx! I still managed to run away too...hehe..thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;Home is still my best escape.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8291783845499648600?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8291783845499648600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8291783845499648600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8291783845499648600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8291783845499648600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-worklife-begins.html' title='New worklife begins..'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-1841131478035551078</id><published>2008-08-20T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:30:50.641-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 30: Amarillo Texas</title><content type='html'>Well..this is a continuation of the previous post. We set off early in the morning at ard 8+...and Uncle drove for so many miles we were still in Texas. Texas state is too big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some time in US..u realise that the scenery are more or less the same..mountains..big patch of land..some grass..sometimes u see cows and horses..plantations..so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzgXfo7lI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oOcuNIAUans/s1600-h/car1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236617097880596050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzgXfo7lI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oOcuNIAUans/s400/car1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                            We slept!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612099519753762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwu9bJjLiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/daxVP6EKbDg/s400/slp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;      We reached Amaillo in the afternoon around 3pm..and we are still in Texas. We came across&lt;br /&gt;                              this interesting rstaurant, so we decided to have lunch here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzbWTgfHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uszURwcOjM8/s1600-h/texan+restaurant1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236617011661929586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzbWTgfHI/AAAAAAAAAP0/uszURwcOjM8/s400/texan+restaurant1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              You can definitely tell we are too bored from long car rides..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzJTjquyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZW4vAFyfUp8/s1600-h/texan+restaurant2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236616701686758178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzJTjquyI/AAAAAAAAAPs/ZW4vAFyfUp8/s400/texan+restaurant2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           Even on our way to the toilet..we didnt gif up taking more pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzEGCZwfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hDTuRjN0b2o/s1600-h/texan+restaurant3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236616612158226930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzEGCZwfI/AAAAAAAAAPk/hDTuRjN0b2o/s400/texan+restaurant3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         And more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwykclnQXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OkR62dxM0L8/s1600-h/texan+restaurant4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236616068455678322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwykclnQXI/AAAAAAAAAPc/OkR62dxM0L8/s400/texan+restaurant4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       Finally...food! The food was so good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwx6cKt15I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XNGDHIVM6ZY/s1600-h/texan+restaurant5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236615346788358034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwx6cKt15I/AAAAAAAAAPU/XNGDHIVM6ZY/s400/texan+restaurant5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        After the meal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwxe4XOstI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vUwT6JjcWWM/s1600-h/texan+restaurant6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236614873320698578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwxe4XOstI/AAAAAAAAAPM/vUwT6JjcWWM/s400/texan+restaurant6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This restaurant welcomes customers to challenge 72 ounce steak in 1 hour, if one can finish that, the meal will be free!And Felicia is the first to challenge! You go gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwxUeuZLlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8vP5u2iAi6U/s1600-h/texan+restaurant7.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236614694639840850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwxUeuZLlI/AAAAAAAAAPE/8vP5u2iAi6U/s400/texan+restaurant7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 I was kind of full...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwwo-gMrCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xWGqJ06U6B4/s1600-h/texan+restaurant8.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236613947255991330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwwo-gMrCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/xWGqJ06U6B4/s400/texan+restaurant8.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 Gelien was still feeling hungry...afterall she is still growing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwwOhXMRzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zNAAbmlF0kQ/s1600-h/texan+restaurant9.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236613492756989746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwwOhXMRzI/AAAAAAAAAO0/zNAAbmlF0kQ/s400/texan+restaurant9.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                 Auntie challenged too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwvWOalVSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QfhS0Ic-up8/s1600-h/texan+restaurant10.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236612525598266658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwvWOalVSI/AAAAAAAAAOs/QfhS0Ic-up8/s400/texan+restaurant10.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe..none of us won the free meal..but well it was good sportsmanship! We continued travelling and we reached new mexico, albuquerque, sky city hotel..our first hotel! It wasn't an excellent hotel..but it was just for 2 nites..so it was okay...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236621336068436914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKw3XD-XM7I/AAAAAAAAAQE/VQ9Xc-D6n6A/s400/IMG_0451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;That's all for now...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-1841131478035551078?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/1841131478035551078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=1841131478035551078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/1841131478035551078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/1841131478035551078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/08/june-30-amarillo-texas.html' title='June 30: Amarillo Texas'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SKwzgXfo7lI/AAAAAAAAAP8/oOcuNIAUans/s72-c/car1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8707770621411876595</id><published>2008-08-07T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:41:12.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'>30th June: Setting off for tour (Part 1)</title><content type='html'>After months of savings...Here we go! Set off for our one month trip! Whoo hoo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvbEbSm06I/AAAAAAAAAOc/hy-8mX8ADXE/s1600-h/blog+picture+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232016261212722082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvbEbSm06I/AAAAAAAAAOc/hy-8mX8ADXE/s320/blog+picture+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvapOHgfnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JBffkK76Rh4/s1600-h/blog+picture+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232015793820040818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvapOHgfnI/AAAAAAAAAOU/JBffkK76Rh4/s320/blog+picture+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be continued... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8707770621411876595?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8707770621411876595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8707770621411876595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8707770621411876595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8707770621411876595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/08/30th-june-setting-off-for-tour-part-1.html' title='30th June: Setting off for tour (Part 1)'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvbEbSm06I/AAAAAAAAAOc/hy-8mX8ADXE/s72-c/blog+picture+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8878594683532592000</id><published>2008-08-07T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:25:10.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>June 29: My special day</title><content type='html'>It feels so different to be celebrating my birthday away from my homeland. It seemed my birthday had passed too due to the difference in US and Singapore time. It was kinda unexpected for me though I knew its my birthday. This is the Rockfish seafood grill restaurant we went...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvW3vdCHBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YCjvIXydAWs/s1600-h/blog+picture1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232011645240351762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvW3vdCHBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YCjvIXydAWs/s320/blog+picture1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232002393682516178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvOdOtwmNI/AAAAAAAAANM/ZfDpAsFvgIU/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232005387547718306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvRLfu2MqI/AAAAAAAAANc/-7dBstGcBH0/s320/blog+picture2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232003251521125010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvPPKaa-pI/AAAAAAAAANU/NANv_sB3He8/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232006449463211938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvSJTrOt6I/AAAAAAAAANk/EkgZuydW24c/s320/blog+picture3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232007605481613234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvTMmLfp7I/AAAAAAAAANs/WtJUQpXpy-o/s320/blog+picture4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232009013848850930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvUekwaQfI/AAAAAAAAAN0/XJ5f6yvVz7k/s320/blog+picture5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvVut6TXkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Q0e2Us18uJA/s1600-h/blog+picture6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232010390695796290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvVut6TXkI/AAAAAAAAAN8/Q0e2Us18uJA/s320/blog+picture6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232011128903685074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvWZr8x09I/AAAAAAAAAOE/vXNd7vRNImk/s320/blog+picture7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Thanks for the surprises..it was so sweet of u all... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8878594683532592000?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8878594683532592000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8878594683532592000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8878594683532592000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8878594683532592000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/08/june-29-my-special-day.html' title='June 29: My special day'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SJvW3vdCHBI/AAAAAAAAAOM/YCjvIXydAWs/s72-c/blog+picture1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8283380462793291453</id><published>2008-07-22T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T03:10:17.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under construction</title><content type='html'>Greetings everyone! Have to disappoint u all..No pictures yet..coz I have too much pictures to upload and edit..some on mine and some on felicia's. Oh well...I'll just post the pictures when I go back to dallas texas. I'm right now sitting inside a hotel in Las vegas. Sounds nice huh? This is a really old hotel with really smelly bellman. I bet people like benjamin apple and huijun will understand wad I'm toking about. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far...I've been to Amarillo, Arizona, Grand canyon, Golden gate bridge, San francisco, hollywood, Los Angeles, Disneyland, Reno..I can remember anymore. I'm really tired..not only from travelling..but also from eating. My stomach has been really good to me lately coz it has really helped me alot by filling all the buffet items. Haha..this place is like buffet heaven! Buffets here are much more in variety and in better quality..and wadz more..its cheaper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here..and be ready more pictures to be posted..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Re-treasuring everyday* Constuction in progress*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8283380462793291453?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8283380462793291453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8283380462793291453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8283380462793291453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8283380462793291453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/07/under-construction.html' title='Under construction'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-2683643513320909964</id><published>2008-07-03T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:11.084-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peach Farm</title><content type='html'>Its really good to be on holiday! Especially at this peach farm! I simply love peaches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                     Big peach tree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySySRcUmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IjWHOyDoCmc/s1600-h/IMG_4325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218707460811674210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySySRcUmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IjWHOyDoCmc/s200/IMG_4325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySpMYpz6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/GGCAZEQv2PI/s1600-h/IMG_4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218707304612482978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySpMYpz6I/AAAAAAAAAMk/GGCAZEQv2PI/s200/IMG_4337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                         Fruits of labour&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218705400261403810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyQ6WH-ZKI/AAAAAAAAAME/PYHzlO06zFk/s200/IMG_0162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218704947518746626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyQf_htsAI/AAAAAAAAAL8/d7v5mLjdnVE/s200/IMG_0159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218704386484978258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyP_Vg1wlI/AAAAAAAAAL0/w0FvT1WzAm8/s200/IMG_0128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218703976812281778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyPnfXQf7I/AAAAAAAAALs/-zzM7KwDcUg/s200/IMG_0114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218703564413696738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyPPfDxeuI/AAAAAAAAALk/WgE1hmzMI8o/s200/IMG_0087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218702535332677794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyOTlbvSKI/AAAAAAAAALU/PT6oRc39NoM/s200/IMG_0073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218702968281709906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyOsyS1PVI/AAAAAAAAALc/LYQMiXYGR9k/s200/IMG_0079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to Allens for shopping..but we saw this big patch of field full of sunflowers..so we got off the car and took pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySW-MLg-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/bvQd979M-VM/s1600-h/IMG_0180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218706991564424162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySW-MLg-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/bvQd979M-VM/s200/IMG_0180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyR4W62qDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OEQ7YCbrltk/s1600-h/IMG_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218706465626695730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyR4W62qDI/AAAAAAAAAMU/OEQ7YCbrltk/s200/IMG_0178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218707714487217442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyTBDSZ7SI/AAAAAAAAAM0/LabBLnjKJdU/s200/IMG_4366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyRcQ4qlxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Dk8khcQ3YXg/s1600-h/IMG_0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218705982970566418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyRcQ4qlxI/AAAAAAAAAMM/Dk8khcQ3YXg/s200/IMG_0176.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Next blog will be when I reach Los Angeles..Now I better go and sleep..otherwise will have panda eyes tmr! I feel so toasted today..sun burnt! Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-2683643513320909964?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2683643513320909964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=2683643513320909964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2683643513320909964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2683643513320909964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/07/peach-farm.html' title='Peach Farm'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGySySRcUmI/AAAAAAAAAMs/IjWHOyDoCmc/s72-c/IMG_4325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-3251930269680793932</id><published>2008-07-03T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:13.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping at Allens</title><content type='html'>On 28th June: Allens Premium outlets. In my previous post, I mentioned how big Grapevine mills is. But wait, let me tell u..Allens is much much bigger! Allens has a lot of branded goods like guess, levis, gap, polo ralph, coach, etc. They sound expensive..but not at Allens. Allens is like a factory outlet..things here are affordable. We tried shopping 6 hours..thinking we could finish, but we didnt managed to! And we skipped many shops..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyLFATbGwI/AAAAAAAAALM/fzsh3XgnLDo/s1600-h/IMG_0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218698986312637186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyLFATbGwI/AAAAAAAAALM/fzsh3XgnLDo/s200/IMG_0194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218696361796094274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyIsPN6yUI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Dz8JFze-Z3Y/s200/winnie+(86).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyK3Djp2II/AAAAAAAAALE/rYuCwCwiUHg/s1600-h/IMG_0200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218698746667849858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyK3Djp2II/AAAAAAAAALE/rYuCwCwiUHg/s200/IMG_0200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              We were once energetic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyKlBDavrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/86sWVbg90Sw/s1600-h/IMG_0203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218698436758126258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyKlBDavrI/AAAAAAAAAK8/86sWVbg90Sw/s200/IMG_0203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                               &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                              But...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                  We are now damn tired from shopping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyKLBIKPXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SnEjSQE5ZbM/s1600-h/IMG_0204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218697990101417330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyKLBIKPXI/AAAAAAAAAK0/SnEjSQE5ZbM/s200/IMG_0204.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJ1Un47GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kZiqDMuxSgM/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218697617377651810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJ1Un47GI/AAAAAAAAAKs/kZiqDMuxSgM/s200/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJebm93CI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2rM3uHcNx7w/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218697224115837986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJebm93CI/AAAAAAAAAKk/2rM3uHcNx7w/s200/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                            Its definitely a fruitful day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJFIijrZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZboulKGbfDE/s1600-h/IMG_0219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218696789500341650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyJFIijrZI/AAAAAAAAAKc/ZboulKGbfDE/s200/IMG_0219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         I sort of overspend here....oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-3251930269680793932?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3251930269680793932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=3251930269680793932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3251930269680793932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3251930269680793932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/07/shopping-at-allens.html' title='Shopping at Allens'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyLFATbGwI/AAAAAAAAALM/fzsh3XgnLDo/s72-c/IMG_0194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-4702613194399838029</id><published>2008-07-03T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:15.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrival at Dallas + shopping at Grapevine mills</title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged since I landed in Dallas.  Here are some photos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th June 2008 (U.S time: 0416pm): Arrival at Dallas Fort Worth Airport&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling realli realli tired...but shocked when I saw Felicia's family waiting at the luggage area..we all had a big hug..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyEjF9duzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/L1R9w2iDHJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218691806645828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyEjF9duzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/L1R9w2iDHJ4/s200/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218688985290039058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyB-3l03xI/AAAAAAAAAJM/z3g2_oIZRWw/s200/IMG_0007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218688541088834882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyBlA0AZUI/AAAAAAAAAJE/o50LXF_7mQ8/s200/IMG_0006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to felicia's apartment in Dallas, den we headed to the Korean restaurant for dinner..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689548193872578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyCfokjusI/AAAAAAAAAJU/tPFSLvWmWGU/s200/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218687961757196994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyBDSolIsI/AAAAAAAAAI8/HB0heJYPZhw/s200/IMG_0306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218692197099003122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyE50gwXPI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/2XBavtswamw/s200/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rise and shine! 27th June 2008: We headed early for the grapevine mills for shopping. Trust me, its realli a big big big big shopping mall with loads of things there! If u think vivo city is big, this is almost 5 times bigger than that. I went shopping with felicia, Gelien, felicia's mum and Yan wen. Yan wen is felicia's dad's colleague's wife..and she is a year older than me, but..she's married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyCz9C4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ehwmNxJc9LM/s1600-h/IMG_0015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218689897287148434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyCz9C4Y5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/ehwmNxJc9LM/s200/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218692974140519010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyFnDN48mI/AAAAAAAAAKM/l04MaRiLHlY/s200/IMG_0016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218690195493729090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyDFT83s0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/dSK2A0Jvya8/s200/IMG_0034.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218690570134361842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyDbHmKFvI/AAAAAAAAAJs/fowx6M8Gis8/s200/IMG_0043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218692622529136450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyFSlXNB0I/AAAAAAAAAKE/Mco7YOlUTno/s200/IMG_0017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I love shopping at Dallas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-4702613194399838029?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/4702613194399838029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=4702613194399838029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4702613194399838029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/4702613194399838029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/07/arrival-at-dallas-shopping-at-grapevine.html' title='Arrival at Dallas + shopping at Grapevine mills'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGyEjF9duzI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/L1R9w2iDHJ4/s72-c/IMG_0005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6271734647510615772</id><published>2008-06-29T16:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:19.303-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RC gro chalet 2008</title><content type='html'>Before I left Ritz Carlton, Deanne Prakash and I planned the chalet for the GRO, concierge, belldesk, lobby ambassadors, front desk, JGRO and club. It was a realli fun chalet. These are some of the pics taken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       In Vincent's car, Me, Deanne and Fae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217445704982497506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXObheiOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/I11PYvyGfII/s200/winnie+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Edmund juz wans to be outstanding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217450261457852594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgbXpt22LI/AAAAAAAAAIk/f1rriRedVXM/s200/winnie+(32).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                   Deanne, Me and May&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGga-RY__tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fnMqmfMKzoM/s1600-h/winnie+(30).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217449825431191250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGga-RY__tI/AAAAAAAAAIU/fnMqmfMKzoM/s200/winnie+(30).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   Me, Deanne, May and Melissa (GROs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgab5vw8KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jnXeBQdbgB0/s1600-h/winnie+(29).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217449234968670370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgab5vw8KI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jnXeBQdbgB0/s200/winnie+(29).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            Let the Men handle the fire..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgaOg8ziBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QFCzwjTu3F0/s1600-h/winnie+(27).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217449004974180370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgaOg8ziBI/AAAAAAAAAIE/QFCzwjTu3F0/s200/winnie+(27).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                           Uncle Leong, Arul and Fizah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZ8bxpRHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qVlQ4wgJx8A/s1600-h/winnie+(25).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448694347547762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZ8bxpRHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/qVlQ4wgJx8A/s200/winnie+(25).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         Hassani! The most helpful guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZtzKFAsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FtiY4jzYe9k/s1600-h/winnie+(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448442926006978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZtzKFAsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FtiY4jzYe9k/s200/winnie+(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                              I just love this cap. Fae's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZX92futI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8Ye7QINskkk/s1600-h/winnie+(19).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217448067839539922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgZX92futI/AAAAAAAAAHs/8Ye7QINskkk/s200/winnie+(19).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                             Deanne the piglet and Arul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgYxQU0WkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KmmJUTpQK0g/s1600-h/winnie+(16).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217447402783660610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgYxQU0WkI/AAAAAAAAAHk/KmmJUTpQK0g/s200/winnie+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          Macho Fae&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgYOYPOfXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qDZwHnYlviQ/s1600-h/winnie+(12).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217446803612269938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgYOYPOfXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/qDZwHnYlviQ/s200/winnie+(12).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                            winnie the pooh and piglet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXxE9jikI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i77Fs_XvnVk/s1600-h/winnie+(9).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217446300221672002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXxE9jikI/AAAAAAAAAHE/i77Fs_XvnVk/s200/winnie+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXgP-aHSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aUl07c-bH2A/s1600-h/winnie+(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217446011120262434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXgP-aHSI/AAAAAAAAAG8/aUl07c-bH2A/s200/winnie+(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          In this pic, apart from me, Mic and Tian are quitting. Isnt it sad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217450440403991986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgbiEV8PbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rsQjXDDmTAA/s200/winnie+(33).JPG" border="0" /&gt;I've learnt alot during my days in RC. I've learnt about verbage, about engagement with guests, about being extremely careful when I work with colleagues, e.g to get their names so they wun be able to play taichi and shift the blame. I've also learnt to read maps, learnt some attractions in Singapore. It was realli nice to work with some of them..like Prakash, Deanne, May, Sicoya, Sulaiman and tina. I'm sure gona miss them all... ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6271734647510615772?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6271734647510615772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6271734647510615772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6271734647510615772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6271734647510615772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/06/rc-gro-chalet-2008.html' title='RC gro chalet 2008'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgXObheiOI/AAAAAAAAAG0/I11PYvyGfII/s72-c/winnie+(6).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-5258797870146526484</id><published>2008-06-29T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:20.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana reunion</title><content type='html'>Just some random pictures before I came to USA. B1, B2 and B3 went to a restaurant in millenia walk for a meal..&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              B1's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgVfJsEbkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dJBAHeDl9dU/s1600-h/winnie+(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217443793229606466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgVfJsEbkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dJBAHeDl9dU/s200/winnie+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                 B2's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217443312872474386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgVDMOARxI/AAAAAAAAAGc/xSckqzIZyuQ/s200/winnie+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                  B3's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217443525323532082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgVPjqSJzI/AAAAAAAAAGk/mmiw4oU1g2M/s200/winnie+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                                    B1 looks so scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgUzPDFo1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/IOjjbp0mfxY/s1600-h/winnie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217443038754087762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgUzPDFo1I/AAAAAAAAAGU/IOjjbp0mfxY/s320/winnie.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I missss them.. My banana family...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-5258797870146526484?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5258797870146526484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=5258797870146526484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5258797870146526484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5258797870146526484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/06/banana-reunion.html' title='Banana reunion'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/SGgVfJsEbkI/AAAAAAAAAGs/dJBAHeDl9dU/s72-c/winnie+(4).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-83115715456168870</id><published>2008-06-27T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T08:09:12.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in States!</title><content type='html'>Yes! Finally! After all the savings and torture I went thru, I finally set foot in America! In chinese, America literally means beautiful country. And I think it really lives up to the name! U.S. is just so beautiful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say..its really a horrible experience to travel alone for such long flights. Its boring and I don't have someone to talk to..I keep on thinking about the next flight whether it will be alright..whether I will miss that flight..whether my luggage will be on the plane..whether I know where to go to for transit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of regret not bringing a book on plane...though I had kaiwen's psp..but i cldnt really concentrate playing. It was a long long flight. Singapore to Hong kong: 3 hrs 15 minutes, Hong Kong to San Francisco: 12 hrs, San Francisco to Dallas Texas: 3 hrs. It was just horrible..I tried as much to make myself comfy..but I was not..coz it was really dry on plane...my lips were so dry no matter hw much water I drank..and I felt really bad going to the toilet as my seat was window seating. Argh! The food on the plane was not really nice too..chinese food all the way..not much of variation.. Maybe its because its United Airlines...well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally reach Dallas, I was really happy..after such long flights. The moment I set foot on the first peice of Dallas ground..I was like.."Yes! I'm finally here! Everything begins here!" I was really excited..but at the same time a little bit goggy..so when I went to the exit to collect my luggage I was pretty shocked when I saw Felicia and her family there! Lolx! I was quite shocked because I thought I had to go through more customs..the the luggage area..I thought they can't enter.. Lolx.. I was still thinking of going for a toilet trip and make myself more refreshed and less messy..oh gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally sat in feli's dad's car..looking at the scenery..its juz so wonderful. We went to a korean restaurant and then to Wal Mart..shall blog about this again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-83115715456168870?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/83115715456168870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=83115715456168870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/83115715456168870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/83115715456168870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-in-states.html' title='I&apos;m in States!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6039832280109753017</id><published>2008-05-27T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T10:10:13.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A lost friendship</title><content type='html'>I'm just so disappointed over person "X".&lt;br /&gt;The disappointment that I experience is really beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;It never occurred to me that someone would just give up a 5 year friendship to accomodate a new relationship with person "Y".&lt;br /&gt;Its just too heartbreaking to receive such shocking news..and it just makes me wonder.."What exactly does friendship means?" Does it really means shoving friends one side just to please person "Y"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have long predicted such moves by person "Y". But I never predicted person "X" would make such a decision to give up on our friendship. Perhaps, I was too confident about how strong my friendship was with person "X". But, ultimately, I still lost to the moves by person "Y". I didn't know that losing weight brings more attention and sympathy. Blame myself for being so useless, unable to lose so much weight, that's y I didn't manage to keep a friend. I'm sorry for being too sarcastic, but I've already kept some more words in my heart, not adding them to the entry..like despicable..oops, did I just say tt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not angry, frankly speaking. My heart is just filled and has been overflowed with feelings of disappointment. I can forgive person "X" for being so blind to love. But I can't forgive person "X" for losing own set of principles. Aren't we holding our own fate in our hands? Why is someone else deciding the friends for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could clearly remember parents of person "Z" dislike person "X", and doesn't want them to keep in contact. Did person "Z" gave person "X" up?Or did person "Z" continue to spray care and concern for person "X"? I believe all of us have an answer to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Together with person "Z", we waited so long for person "X" to come back from "F" country. We continuously wished for person "X" happiness. Now that person "X" has returned, we thought we could have more time together, sharing good moments like we had in the past. I guess we could have expected too much. Expecting too much brings a bigger disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I just do not want to acknowledge a friend who does not want to acknowledge me.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving this post today, is just a simple question for person "X" to answer. If your person "Y" starts to dislike many of your friends, I really hope you will see the "light" one day. If you continue to discard your friendships, I can't imagine a phonebook with blank entries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6039832280109753017?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6039832280109753017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6039832280109753017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6039832280109753017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6039832280109753017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/05/lost-friendship.html' title='A lost friendship'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-5637714220033585166</id><published>2008-05-20T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T06:37:23.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Adaptating to non-student life</title><content type='html'>Goodness. I just realised that I'm only left with 3 days of student privileges. I'll be graduating on the 23rd of may, which will be this coming friday at 3pm. After that, no more student meals..=(&lt;br /&gt;Non-student life currently for me, is basically equivalent to no life. I think its because I'm in the hotel line, and I work shift hours, I wake up when no one is awake, and reaches home when everyone is aslp. After work, I would be really tired, and doesn't want to go anywhere anymore. During my offdays, I usually sleep like a log, wake up in late afternoons, have my brunch in slow pace, and before I knew it, sun has set, and its almost time to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still under deep deep consideration as to whether I want to stay in the Ritz. I'm just starting to like some staff here. The nicer they are to me, the more guilty I am. Prakash has taught me so many things, he never fails to answer my queries. Sicoya is another helpful girl, whom I always talk with. I have my cute piglet deanne, whom I always pour my heart to, especially with regards to work. I just made a new fren, Aga, who is a lobby ambassador. She saw me being pushed and bullied by the bossy graduate, and she just stood up for me, and she always cums up to me and asks if I need any help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Winnie is getting confused..If you want quit just quit lar..can u all stop being so nice to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be frank, I would like to get a job that has fixed hours, so I can see my family members when I'm back from work. I really miss my karate people, my B1 and B3, I just wana go back for the lessons. I've always dreamt about having sports lessons after work, I wana take up ballet and some yoga lessons. Now, I'm so far away from my dream because my schedule is so inflexible, and I always get the next week's schedule 3 days before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this the kind of life that I want to lead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-5637714220033585166?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5637714220033585166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=5637714220033585166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5637714220033585166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5637714220033585166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/05/adaptating-to-non-student-life.html' title='Adaptating to non-student life'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-899871747019479904</id><published>2008-05-03T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T08:57:20.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing offday!</title><content type='html'>I've been so tired lately..been working and working. I really miss my days slacking at home in the past, doing some baking, watching youtube, talking to my xiao niu (mummy). I've been on nite shifts..I reach home ard 3am, and all my family members are sound aslp. When I wake up, my family members are already out at work. =(&lt;br /&gt;Today is my off day..wanted to go collect the grad suit with B1..but I woke up so late..and she alrd finish karate gg to watch movie with her lan shi fu. Hmm..she asked me to join her..but i gaf excuse say dun wan spend so much on movie ticket.(But actually is dun wan to disturb them hanky panky in cinemia) Hehe!!! Better stop here..if not my B1 gona gif me her formidable hook kick..T.T....&lt;br /&gt;So I slacked my day off at the civic centre starbucks..borrowed my fave zhang xiao xian story books..and read them while enjoying my green tea frappe and new york cheese cake. What an enjoyment! I must make an effort to enjoy myself on my offday. Afterall standing whole day on so formal blazer attire, 4inches footwear, heavy makeup and serious attitude, I must learn to relax!!&lt;br /&gt;My new nickname given by prakash.. Ms kanchiong.&lt;br /&gt;I shall learn to cool myself even if the sky falls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-899871747019479904?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/899871747019479904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=899871747019479904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/899871747019479904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/899871747019479904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/05/relaxing-offday.html' title='Relaxing offday!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7355261921310072471</id><published>2008-04-24T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T06:53:22.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially dedicated for supervisor.</title><content type='html'>I'm in super bad mood today. So stressed up by my supervisor. I didnt really believe wad my seniors told me, after these few weeks with my supervisor, I'm starting to believe what they said is true. She simply likes to anyhow throw temper on us, subordinates, when she is not happy with something else. I really can't stand her today. She knew that I was not the one hu did tt, but WHY IS SHE STILL SHOUTING AT ME???? She knew that she malign me and realised it was a misunderstanding, WHY DUN I HEAR A WORD OF SORRY FROM HER??? When we need her, she is always not in operations. When we dun need her, she will be always there to scream at us unreasonably. She told me that she will be patient with us, since we are still learning, but why is she not putting words into actions??? And thank you for saying this today, " I am so disappointed with you all. The GRO standard has really dropped so badly". What good will it do by saying that? If she wants to say something like that, why dun say something more constructive. TELL US HOW TO IMPROVE!! DUN JUST SHOW THAT DUMB SMELLY FACE! WE ARE NOT UR SLAVES!! AND BY THE WAY, I'm just a NEW GRO, how would I know what the standard is if you are always NOT there in the operations to show us??? Even the General Manager has already said that the hotel line should include all in operations, and as a supervisor, why are U always missing in action?!? Before you want to say that, please kindly REFLECT on urself what you have done in the past 3 weeks! If Vincent(my manager) were to ask me why I want to quit, I would frankly tell him &lt;strong&gt;"I met the WORST supervisor ever, and I dun think what good it will do me to be under such leadership. Frankly speaking, the team can just do without her, and I really feel that you are really lucky to have good workers like Prakash and Sicoya who are able to tolerate her nonsense."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Sonia. Let me get this straight. I am not born to be scolded by you. If you really want to gif me that attitude, I WILL SHOW U MINE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry for scolding so much in this blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7355261921310072471?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7355261921310072471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7355261921310072471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7355261921310072471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7355261921310072471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/04/specially-dedicated-for-supervisor.html' title='Specially dedicated for supervisor.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7455342964832482532</id><published>2008-03-31T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T09:24:57.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New friends at work..</title><content type='html'>My new friends at work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonia, my supervisor: Her favourite phrase "Dear ladies"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prakish is the funniest of all. He is quite bald, and u can see the shape of his hair as letter "M" on his forehead. So, they were making fun of him. They say..if he is an animal, what would he be? They said, "M" is definitely for "Monkey"! How evil rite? Prakish said he's gona put some fertilisers on his head to grow some hair..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deanne is as new as me..We came in just last week. She's a sweet girl too..and the both of us go thru the training attachments together. We always meet up at the ladies locker room to do our hair. She said we meet up in the locker. Then I said..I dun wan to go into the locker and wait for her..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letchu is always saying he is not married. Sonia always say that my colleagues and I shd put more makeup..and Letchu was like saying " Yah, that's wad I thought so. U see I also got put makeup but u cnt see..because I'm too dark."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Speechless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7455342964832482532?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7455342964832482532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7455342964832482532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7455342964832482532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7455342964832482532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-friends-at-work.html' title='New friends at work..'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8125406995120233117</id><published>2008-03-27T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T08:13:58.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New job!</title><content type='html'>I am finally settled down at my job. I've quit Luxasia officially on the 22nd of march 2008, after working for a period of 3 years since 2005.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently working at the Ritz Carlton hotel, and I'm still under their 3 months orientation programme. I just been thru their 2 days of orientation and I felt so happy to have dined at their greenhouse restaurant..coz its buffet is really nice!! My god..the sashimi were fantastic!! They were thick enough that u can bite on them and let the freshness of the sashimi twirl in ur tastebuds!! Back to reality, from the 2nd day onwards, I dined at the canteen. Well Well..sounds quite bad huh? But its nice too!! Its complimentary, and I get to choose my foods, its mixed vegetables rice basically. They do have specials sometimes, like chicken cutlet rice. And I can have free flow of drinks, salads (Gd for felicia), desserts, muffins, breads..etc. Only thing is: Clear ur own plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although its only been the forth day..but i really like the job here. It has a good company culture, and everyone is so friendly to each other. The company also takes care of the workers' benefits. I'm working as the guest relations officer, which at most times I have to engage the guests. I guess I really have a long way to go..coz I've been trying to find conversation topics to take to the guests. =( But I would sae its definitely a good learning experience. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so lucky, 2nd day of work and I was told to go for department meeting. Thank god it wasn't too bad..I think its because the colleagues here are really funnie. They joke and joke..and it was more like a party instead of a mtg. Hee! I am again lucky because they are gg to have a chalet soon..which they had nt have a gathering for ages..and I juz joined them! Next wk onwards I will be going round the different dpts in the hotel for training. I'm so worried abt it..wonder hw it will be like..especially at housekeeping..*.*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My supervisor, Sonia is very very very strict abt grooming. She kept saying my hair is messy even after I have bunned my hair and use alot of hairspray. She also said I dun look like I put on makeup though I choked my face with layers and layers of foundation. Oh well, from now on, I shall learn from the chinese opera performers. Duh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8125406995120233117?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8125406995120233117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8125406995120233117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8125406995120233117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8125406995120233117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-job.html' title='New job!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6660735478129339063</id><published>2008-03-11T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:24.219-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MP presentation</title><content type='html'>My last day of presentation in Temasek Polytechnic was on my major project. The major project was titled, " To develop a business plan and set up an in-house cafe in TP". It was a good learning experience learning how to set up a cafe from scratch, especially with helpful guidance from Mr Lau, who is never selfish is teaching us the traits of managing a cafe. Just for ur info, he is the son of one of the four chefs that created the famous dish that is always eaten during new year, Yusheng. =) &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;MP presentation was made in the science lab. Sounds wierd rite? Instead of lecture theatres, we made our final year project presentations at science lab where chemicals and apparatus are. No doubts, we are science students. -.-".. Despite the tense emotions in the science lab, we still managed to take ALOT of crazy photos. Thanks to B1's camera. =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is our poster. By Alycia the B1, Winnie the B2 and YiJia the B3. N09.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176526743010966354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a3pXd6e1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/QIki5NySdoY/s320/MP+poster+presentation+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The three bananas!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176527434500701026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a4Rnd6e2I/AAAAAAAAAEA/w1E8ybTllAc/s320/MP+poster+presentation+035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is our project...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176527949896776562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a4vnd6e3I/AAAAAAAAAEI/cEyQ5leZKhQ/s320/MP+poster+presentation+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We guarantee 100% customer satisfaction and quality foods delivered to our customers.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176528869019777922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a5lHd6e4I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/hxkUUxGfpU0/s320/MP+poster+presentation+039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;We are nice and friendly staff from bistrowalk.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176529474610166674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a6IXd6e5I/AAAAAAAAAEY/FS_beDpx2EA/s320/MP+poster+presentation+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Although we are nice staff from Bistrowalk.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176531244136692658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a7vXd6e7I/AAAAAAAAAEo/JH2kQLowd1o/s320/MP+poster+presentation+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176531957101263826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a8Y3d6e9I/AAAAAAAAAE0/iImel1U3bPw/s320/MP+poster+presentation+046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't ever think you can have a free meal there! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176530896244341666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a7bHd6e6I/AAAAAAAAAEg/SbdcUTrV7mY/s320/MP+poster+presentation+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;Violence in action. *Punch* Poor Benjamin..*Ouchie*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176532816094723042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a9K3d6e-I/AAAAAAAAAE8/GYFtiVNsfhM/s320/MP+poster+presentation+060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health and Wellness Project mates! Me, Alycia, YiJia and Wan er.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176533421685111794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a9uHd6e_I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ey-el-nstuc/s320/MP+poster+presentation+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look at how big Wan er's fingers are when its so near the camera! Hehe!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176534108879879170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a-WHd6fAI/AAAAAAAAAFM/3scsKZ13iiQ/s320/MP+poster+presentation+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were curious if our fingers wld be as big as hers..so we decided to try..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176534581326281746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a-xnd6fBI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ABT_1naPR90/s320/MP+poster+presentation+074.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Spot the twins? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176534989348174882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a_JXd6fCI/AAAAAAAAAFc/pxKaAEiwZL4/s320/MP+poster+presentation+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Trying to present on a project that is not ours..=p&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176535491859348530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a_mnd6fDI/AAAAAAAAAFk/rcLhzAd_LIU/s320/MP+poster+presentation+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Don't mess with us! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176535929946012738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9bAAHd6fEI/AAAAAAAAAFs/AbZV23YWg6Q/s320/MP+poster+presentation+077.jpg" border="0" /&gt; We are the professionals. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176536368032676946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9bAZnd6fFI/AAAAAAAAAF0/td_iGGCXpyI/s320/MP+poster+presentation+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Me and Han ping..She really looks like a mother of 2 in this picture..oops!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176537072407313506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9bBCnd6fGI/AAAAAAAAAF8/Lwe0KHGJQTU/s320/MP+poster+presentation+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Alycia. The queens of the shopping queens! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176537686587636850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9bBmXd6fHI/AAAAAAAAAGE/U8Pbk3Y0F2A/s320/MP+poster+presentation+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last presentation in TP..*Sigh* &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176538210573646978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9bCE3d6fII/AAAAAAAAAGM/4RgrNjWBTEA/s320/MP+poster+presentation+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Well..this marked an end to my poly life. My results will be out in a days' time. Hope I will survive this last ordeal. I just hope to pass everything at the least. Shall blog again soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6660735478129339063?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6660735478129339063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6660735478129339063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6660735478129339063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6660735478129339063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/03/mp-presentation.html' title='MP presentation'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R9a3pXd6e1I/AAAAAAAAAD4/QIki5NySdoY/s72-c/MP+poster+presentation+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-661470887191307007</id><published>2008-02-21T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T22:48:23.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of poly life!</title><content type='html'>I finished my last paper in Temasek Poly on 20th feb, 10am. Its really a remarkable moment! After 3 years of poly life, when I wrote my fullstop on the exam script, I marked an end to my poly life. Everything looks unreal..I can't believe that I finished my poly education! I'm quite drained out after studying under the local education system for whole of 13 years. Alot of quizzes, tests, and exams..a really stressful and competitive environment! Now, I've put a stop to it! Finally!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished the paper, Mrs Chin was like asking us at the examination hall if we would be in school for the next couple of hours. The year 2 students were ard too. We(year3) were like shaking our heads with the draggy voice..saying.."No....". Den she asked if we wld be ard next week coz she wana return our projects. We said "No..." again. Then she asked if its our last paper, we were like.."YES!!" She said, "So u all dun really wana cum back since u all dun realli care about hw ur grades are since its fixed?" We said.."Yes...." As usual, Mrs chin made her long and funny laughter. I bet the year 2 realli hated us at that moment. -.-"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took photos with my B1 and B3 and the Mrs tan a.k.a wan er. We took at places we passed by when we cum to school, the applied science concourse and the stairways. I believe it will be a different feeling after I've officially graduated. I'm really happy about leaving the school..perhaps mainly becoz I want to quickly enter the workforce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we took photos, B1 and I proceeded to novena square, with our mission in hand. The mission was to go to the salon to do our hair. Lolx..B1 wanted to straighten her hair..and I had to do my hair treatment. And we were happy after that..with our satisfied hairstyle. Thanks to Anna. Well, as usual, the wallets of bananas always suffer whenever bananas meet up. Probably due to synergistic effect. For the benefit of those who do not study science, the term synergistic refers to the the phenomenon in which two or more discrete influences or agents acting together create an effect greater than that predicted by knowing only the separate effects of the individual agents. (Taken from wikipedia) So when B1 and B2 are together, the effect is so great that..they spend alot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..I wanted to go home after which..but my mum asked me to wait for her to finish work. I was really tired already but I still stayed. In the end I ended up doing my research on the company really late at nite, as I had an interview the day after. Oh well..what a long day..but its still worth it..coz I've graduated unofficially!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-661470887191307007?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/661470887191307007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=661470887191307007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/661470887191307007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/661470887191307007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/02/end-of-poly-life.html' title='End of poly life!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-6573861675740012246</id><published>2008-01-13T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T09:23:13.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I. Quit.</title><content type='html'>Mood rating scale: Happy-unhappy, 1-10. Score: 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I'm extremely upset today. When I went to work today, my supervisor tracy looked at me seriously and said, "Winnie, I have a bad news for you." My heart was thumping really hard then. I was devastated when she said, "I've been transferred to centrepoint." I was really really upset when she told me that..she told me that she wldn't want to bring me over coz there dun require any part-timers as the sales there is very poor. I can't stay in tangs too, as the new supervisor will be bringing her own gang here. So..where will I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very upset because I belong no where, neither tangs nor centrepoint. My tears just flowed down..I feel really agonised. Tracy is the main victim. 3 years back, when the fragrance brand narciso is newly started in tangs, nobody want to cum to tangs for this challenge. Everyone felt that its a new brand, what if the sales is bad?Tracy was forced to come to tangs, but she laid a condition that she wanted to be transferred back to tangs after the brand sales is stabilised. But now, they didn't keep up to the promise because the current manager dumb kelvin said that the previous manager who promised her has already resigned and its none of his business! But the thing is, when the promise was made, the retail executive joanne was around and she agreed to it. Now joanne didnt want to keep up the promise because she dun wan other ppl to be unhappy coz tracy is always earning so much in this store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fact is fact, why are they always distorting it? Promise was made by the manager, and the manager represents the company. So it should be the company's decision. Regardless whether the manager has resigned or not, the promise shouldn't be broken still. As a part-timer, I have worked for 3 years, since i entered poly. I always try my best not to get involved in their politics, but sometimes, its inevitable. This time, I consider myself as unlucky.The kelvin and new supervisor are of the same gang and they hate tracy. Kelvin asked tracy to go to centrepoint and said she cld perhaps be transferred to the new store opp tangs. Tracy was right to have rebutted him. She said "What if u resign?Then wouldn't it be the same? Cheated one more time?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jenny from Calvin Klein wanted to pull me over to her brand. But what's worst is, the dumb kelvin wun let me go because Calvin Klein is from another division brand. So, Kelvin would rather let me resign on my own, he still wun let me cross division. Like wad they say, the nicer way, "fei shui bu liu wai ren tian", the evil way, "I dun wan u also cnt take". Aren't they nice? Haiz..3 years in tangs, I've really grown up and learnt quite abit. Thanks to luxasia, i manage to feed myself and pay for my expenses in poly life. Thanks to tracy, who always been kind to me and gave me a flexible schedule. Thanks to Jimmy, who has always give me some sales when i'm short of some to hit the target. Thanks to jenny, pei sheh who always offer me food and chitchat when I'm bored. Thanks to roselind, who always gif me a big hug and call me princess when i'm sad. Thanks to kelvin and joanne, who forced me to quit. Evil hypocrites, I really hate them to the core now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this hadn't take place, I would have stayed in tangs till i go for US trip. Now, I'm really lost and duno where to go. I duno which job i cld take on. I'm still very unhappy abt quitting tangs. I will definitely miss selling my perfumes, Issey miyake, Jean Paul Gaultier and Narciso Rodriguez. I haven't got the mental preparation of quitting. I only planned to quit like 4 months later. But now its really fast forward so much. I will miss my days at weekends working at tangs with tracy and jimmy, though i always complain hw tired I am. I really really hope that when I wake up tmr, everything is just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with 2 more work days in tangs. End of the month, 26th and 27th of jan. I will definitely treasure the last 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday sometime, I will get over this. Which my tears will stop flowing, the pain in my heart will heal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-6573861675740012246?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/6573861675740012246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=6573861675740012246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6573861675740012246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/6573861675740012246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-quit.html' title='I. Quit.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-292167586925138</id><published>2008-01-06T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T09:14:53.915-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say goodbye to 2007.</title><content type='html'>2007 has already ended. What's left is all bits and pieces of memories that I have gathered.&lt;br /&gt;If I were to collate a top 10 memorable events in 2007..they would be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Mum's operation for tumour removal&lt;/strong&gt; (It was really a heartaching period for me. Cried every night till the doc finally declared my mum as healthy. Seeing her in pain is worst than any other thing I experienced. Now I pray each day, for her to be healthy and be by my side. I promise I wun make her angry or be angry with her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Student intenship programme&lt;/strong&gt; (Doing SIP in school has deepened my understanding with the school and the working staff. Though I really felt like a slave (work like hell with no pay), but I really learnt alot. Learnt everything about ice-cream and its production, as well as popsicles (ice-lolli)! 3 mths may seemed like a long period, but learning each day makes each day worthwhile.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Karate gang&lt;/strong&gt; (I'm really glad I took part in karate, which really widened my social circle. I got to know more frens who are really nice. I also got to know fun ppl from ngee ann poly, like ben, steven the lao ren, xiu min, michael and many more! I really enjoyed the karaoke sessions with u all! Hee! TP ppl are nice too..not to mention..janice my practice partner, shu hui the loan shark, edwin the noisy fellow..blah blah blah. Ah yes..the karate camp wasnt really a success..but i enjoyed it still.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. First gold medal in life&lt;/strong&gt; (I had a gold medal for table-tennis before, but its not an individual category. Now i own 1 myself, the karate gold medal..hehe..yeah..! Its a below 48kg weight category, individual fighting kumitae gold medal. I also got a individual bronze medal for my weight category for kata. The competition was held on 16 dec, 2007, a joint competition with ngee ann poly. Though I got them with my real hard work and sweat, but I am very grateful to my sensei, Mr michael sim; Alycia the b1 who always guide me along in kicks, punches and kata; Yijia the B3, who always recap kata with me; black belt seniors Gim kai and big nicholas who first intro me to karate..i think the list can go on and on. I know its not hong xing da jiang.SHhh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Bananas in pyjamas&lt;/strong&gt; (My best frens in poly..Alycia the b1, Yijia the b3 and I'm the b2! Hoho..they really brighten my days in poly. Love to hang out with them..follow them ard like a pest and nag at them always for they always cnt stop munching tidbits. Really love my 2 bananas, and hope to keep in touch still even after grad. For now, I will still continue to harass them..haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Only him&lt;/strong&gt; (Won't forget the unforgettable days with him. 2007 was a busy year, which we spent really little time together. Met up like once in 2 mths? Still, I really enjoyed the chalet in sept. Also enjoyed my afternoons at his house watching the continuous episodes of la bi xiao xin, as well as all the movies, lunches and dinners with him. My first turkey with him..and so on. I hope we will spend more time together in 2008 together.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Decision decision&lt;/strong&gt; (2008 US trip! I'm really excited. I'm sure felicia is too. Will be going to felicia to US in 2008, june. We will be enjoying our lives there for 3 whole mths! Admiring us? Hee..but wait. Before that, look at how skinny i am now (like real), scrimping and saving each cents for the trip. I really try my best to save 500 bucks each mth till i grad, then 1000 each mth for 3 working mths. I hope to bring at least SG6500 there. I'm on a tight saving plan, so now everyone knows, so stop inviting me out if there is anything to do with cash outflow okay?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Major project&lt;/strong&gt; (I really hope to wash this memory away. Can someone please help me to flush this out? I really find this sickening. Its really a fun project, starting a cafe from scratch, and building it to a cafe with consistent edible foods. This is my major project. It may seemed really fun, but pls dun get cheated. There's a hell lot of things to do, alot than u think. I really get nightmares over it. Because it is worth 9 credit units, I need this to grad. I'm still working hard on it. Its really a difficult project, when there's more ppl involved in it, like the sch director, head of applied sciences. Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Sickening freak&lt;/strong&gt; (When I mention this, I'm sure it ring a bell. I'm referring to the molester. It still gives me goosebumps when i thought of this. Now i dun dare to go to the upper deck of the bus to sit. I stay on the lower deck for my 168 long bus journey. Oh well, I'll just be more careful and use my punches and kicks if i meet another. But hope i wun!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. Him. Past tense.&lt;/strong&gt; ( This isn't supposed to be here..not till the very last hour of 2007. Someone told me at the last hour of 2007 that he still likes me, and hope to have a chance to love and dote on me. I used to like him in the past, but its really a past tense. I have my blessings for him, and i hope he will get over it soon. )&lt;br /&gt;*** Thank you 2007. You have been wonderful.***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-292167586925138?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/292167586925138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=292167586925138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/292167586925138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/292167586925138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2008/01/say-goodbye-to-2007.html' title='Say goodbye to 2007.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-9118504798374345453</id><published>2007-12-20T09:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:24.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Seventeen Queen of queens</title><content type='html'>My computer was sick..probably influenced by me..didn't manage to upload the photos earlier on. Anyway, I went to support my jamulah at St james power station on the 16th of december. She took part in the beauty queen contest organised by seventeen magazine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was really a long queue to get in. So in the mean time, we took some pictures..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146106012917345442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R2qkJ0xwrKI/AAAAAAAAADY/fnajTe87DnM/s320/Queen_of_Queens_Group.bmp" border="0" /&gt;                              (It really felt like a 4e2 gathering..i felt quite out of place...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146107387306880194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R2qlZ0xwrMI/AAAAAAAAADo/99IV3PJcIPg/s320/DSC09788.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;                                                                    (Me and felicia...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146108452458769618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R2qmX0xwrNI/AAAAAAAAADw/TVD9ey9CzOA/s320/DSC09798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Red is probably the most common lego colour. I had a hard time finding lego colours clothes to suit the theme. Gave me a really big headache. Look at my clothes and u might think that national day is coming. Lolx! I wore white heels too! Though my jamulah didn't win, but she is still the beauty queen to me. I'm sure she gained much more confidence after the event! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-9118504798374345453?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/9118504798374345453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=9118504798374345453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/9118504798374345453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/9118504798374345453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/12/seventeen-queen-of-queens.html' title='Seventeen Queen of queens'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R2qkJ0xwrKI/AAAAAAAAADY/fnajTe87DnM/s72-c/Queen_of_Queens_Group.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7151586146338151887</id><published>2007-12-11T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T09:12:27.855-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Term tests no more!</title><content type='html'>Just finished my term tests. Its really horrible. I'm really nt sure if i can pass my product development and marketing and the health and wellness. I should be able to pass my communications skills subject. Oh well..Its all over. Instead of fretting over spoilt milk, I shall buck up even more in future tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received my work schedule for this month..Yeah! Gonna be working! Festive season definitely equates to "MONEY ROLLING IN". I must make use of this time to earn more money! Looking at my work schedule...I'll be working on the 17, 18, 21, 22, 23, 27,28,29,30 for the december month. So which means I'm left with..only this saturday, 15th dec and the 19th dec to do christmas shopping.=( But 19th of dec wld be my karate gift exchange...training starts ard 6..i only haf half a day free. Its definitely gonna be a rush for me to buy all the xmas gifts on 1 day..and i haf to bring my karate gee ard for shopping. Goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gona be super broke by the end of december i guess..Before the money rolls in during my pay day next mth, I will be surviving on 2 bucks meals and plain water.Oh yes..I think the water cooler is the greatest invention, it helps ppl like me who are scrimping on meals and refuse to bring water from home.Heehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay..i think my medicine is starting to take effect..I'm feeling drowsy.. Shall blog again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7151586146338151887?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7151586146338151887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7151586146338151887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7151586146338151887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7151586146338151887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/12/term-tests-no-more.html' title='Term tests no more!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-1252594778215173100</id><published>2007-12-02T04:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:25.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZHC outing</title><content type='html'>Before ignatious proceeds for man's most important mission, the three of us finally managed to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;We certainly remember this.. Last year's outing at holland village gelare..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139359088843595154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R1Kr3J-ynZI/AAAAAAAAACw/IkSNrDFBWcE/s320/IMG_0148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not forgetting this year's outing featuring our beauty queen(yiting) and the noble man(Ignatious) who will be completing his important mission soon(Serving NS).. Breeks cafe causeway point: 3:45pm, 30th November 2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139361150427897250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R1KtvJ-ynaI/AAAAAAAAAC4/udPjePdo-x4/s320/000zpt2s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Time can fade, life experiences may vary, venue may have changed, clothes may be different, but one thing never changed. Our everlasting friendship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-1252594778215173100?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/1252594778215173100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=1252594778215173100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/1252594778215173100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/1252594778215173100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/12/zhc-outing.html' title='ZHC outing'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/R1Kr3J-ynZI/AAAAAAAAACw/IkSNrDFBWcE/s72-c/IMG_0148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-219443836728596660</id><published>2007-10-20T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T09:25:28.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Career search</title><content type='html'>Went to career fair with my B1 today..we went to look at various jobs offered by various companies. I saw two companies tt really attracted me to join. I haven yet to make up my mind on which way to heed..coz the two are quite different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well..I look forward to graduating soon and joining the work force. To me, its a new beginning and I believe it will definitely be challenging. I hope to find a job that offers me good benefits &amp;amp; pay and at the same time with job satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do haf a better idea of my future career. But wait..let's get back to reality. I've not graduated yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i not start school? Its so upsetting...going to start the nightmare again on coming monday..I feel like a whole big rock going to fall on me...HELP!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw her today..it was just this split second that triggerred some bad memories from the past...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-219443836728596660?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/219443836728596660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=219443836728596660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/219443836728596660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/219443836728596660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/10/career-search.html' title='Career search'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-5810830908229351988</id><published>2007-10-16T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T09:14:54.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The umbrella ang-moh</title><content type='html'>Dun bring ur umbrella when u have ur girlfrend ard at the escalator. Now i'll tell u why..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prada parfums is doing their brand promotion from last thurs till this cuming thursday. But it seems that heaven has not been on their side. Its been raining heavily lately and its keeping people staying indoors. Second, which is the most impt reason for their poor sales.This was wad happen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last saturday, a pair of ang-moh couple were on the escalator that is coming down. They were having their sweet moments on the escalator..smooching and smooching..all the way..the guy was so engrossed in kissing that he forgot his umbrella on hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well...the umbrella got stucked in the escalator and it proceed with "cluck cluck" sound made by the escalator. On hearing the sound, the ang-moh realised something was wrong. To his surprise, he quickly try to pull out the umbrella stucked in between. And...ta da! He did! But....the escalator stopped moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they landed on the ground, everyone looked at the ang-moh, and the ang-moh looked at the escalator. Everyone's faces seemed to be saying "Hor hor..u did that.." Opps. And.....Off they ran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..the engine of the escalator broke down..and it caused the renovation works by many workers as they had to remove every steps of the escalator to find a cure. Because of that, the initial stand that prada had near the escalator is fenced up. In spite of hundreds of dollars they spent on the wallpaper for the wall, nobody will see it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, if u are really thinking of kissing ur hot babe on the escalator, do rmb not to bring ur umbrella! *wink*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-5810830908229351988?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/5810830908229351988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=5810830908229351988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5810830908229351988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/5810830908229351988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/10/umbrella-ang-moh.html' title='The umbrella ang-moh'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8946769190767599964</id><published>2007-09-26T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T23:16:18.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sing sang sung!</title><content type='html'>Thank goodness my throat managed to survive from yesterday's singing at karaoke. After doing MP in school, i went to karaoke with my banana family, Alycia the B1 and yijia the B3. The three of us met the other karate gang from Ngee Ann.&lt;br /&gt;They are so evil..keep on tekan me..say i didnt sing...but i did..and the B1 just keep on pushing the remote control to me and ask me to choose. When i chose..they said they gg to push my song forward.-.-"...&lt;br /&gt;We sanged from the afternoon ard 3 all the way to 11pm...and its really cheap..each of us just paid 8.50. Hehe...but well..i think i shdn't have this type of enjoyment anymore..gotta save up for the graduation trip. Money money money...come to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8946769190767599964?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8946769190767599964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8946769190767599964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8946769190767599964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8946769190767599964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/09/sing-sang-sung.html' title='Sing sang sung!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7658975080977501206</id><published>2007-09-23T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T22:08:12.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy day!!</title><content type='html'>I was waiting for Kw at the tiong bahru plaza's ya kun the other day. It was a warm and hot afternoon, and I was feeling really tired. I sat at ya kun with my usual barley drink..just hoped for some peaceful moments. The peaceful state was spoilt by incessant noise pollution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An aunty came walking in and sat bside me. She started asking me where I lived, whether I was alone..she told me she quitted her job just..saying she 14 years never worked, worked for 2 years..den when she quitted..she was just enthusiastically telling me all about her..when I was just taking my sips of drink..praying she wld stop soon. But..she went on and on..she even told me about her son..that she brought up her son..and even told me her son went up to sec 4!-.-" When did I say i wana listen to all this? Can I just have some peaceful moments please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she FINALLY finished her stories..and realised I was uninterested..she left..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like...Phew! She's finally gone! I can enjoy my drink peacefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There came another granny. What the hell..-.-.. But i was more sympathetic this time, the granny is old and looks lonely. There again, she started talking to me exactly the same lines as before..whether i was alone..where i lived.But she was different. She asked me how much was my barley drink..I told her 1.90. She said it is expensive and i just smiled. She then asked me how much is the coffee..and i said i duno as i dun drink coffee as i wld have headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew something is amiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took out 50cents and showed me. She said she only left 50cents. Den she asked me to gif her money to haf coffee. I was almost going to gif her the money when i realised that there is a coffeeshop opposite and a foodcourt upstairs that sells cheaper coffee. Then i lied that the drink was bought by my friend. On seeing how firm i was, she went to the counter herself..which i thot she was just checking the price since she just left 50cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon..kw came..and when we were leaving, I saw the granny taking out other coins from her pocket! Oh my god! Even a 70 year old granny want to con me!! Do i look so easy to con?!Even an old granny want to con me!I thot she lonely den i tok to her..but she want to con me!-.-"""!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have just shut up and enjoy my peaceful moments..blame myself for being a busybody..go and talk to wad granny...so dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson learnt: Never talk to strangers. Now i understand why since i was young my mummy always tell me dun talk to strangers..Should have listened to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid winnie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7658975080977501206?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7658975080977501206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7658975080977501206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7658975080977501206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7658975080977501206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/09/noisy-day.html' title='Noisy day!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8603377116077539240</id><published>2007-09-18T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T06:36:53.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress Retreat!</title><content type='html'>How relaxed I am...back from a nice holiday at pasir ris chalet. Relaxing in the double storey chalet is juz a comfort. But..the only sad thing is the pasir ris chalet is nt well-tidied. The room has a strong smell of wood due to the internal floorings and stairs..and..the worst part is..the floor is very dusty..jus take a few steps and ur feet will be in full indulgence of dust spa. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out at the chalet means going back late without scoldings from mum. Going back late without mum knowing...hehe! Kaiwen brought me to eat the no signboard seafood..and I must say..the crab is really really nice! Fat and thick! We ordered chilli crab, stir fry lala and the veg. It was a really filling and satisfying meal..we got really full that we had difficulties walking. We just looked like the crab that was on the table...walking sideways...=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went shopping too..at marina square..bought quite a few cheap tops at sale. So so happy...and i bought my first pyjamas.Yippe!! After which, we went to watch No Reservations at GV... den we lined up at the Yijia's counter. No reservations is a good movie..but we thought it was a little draggy...the girl in the movie is cute and lovely.... and delicious too. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haf to really work out alot at karate sessions..ate too much..my tummy is showing again. So guilty...=( My tummy is filled with all the crabs..the buffalo wings, bbq wings, yam cake, pancake, otah curry puff, fillet o fish, egg crossaint sandwich, ebi fry jap rice set......i think i better stop here. Its really enough. I shall now pronounce....DIET!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8603377116077539240?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8603377116077539240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8603377116077539240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8603377116077539240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8603377116077539240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/09/stress-retreat.html' title='Stress Retreat!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8761334601820697979</id><published>2007-08-31T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T07:13:32.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam day: 29th aug</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finished my exams! Yippe!! No more studying for the next few weeks...Hope i can pass the Applied food sanitation subject.  That reminds me..on the day of examination, I got irriated by an invigilator. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;**********************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's wad happen: On that day, when i entered the room, I saw a girl sitting on my designated seat. I already saw her writing her name and reading the script, so I didnt want to ask her to change the seat, coz she was supposed to be on my seat. So i juz sat down..and started reading my paper. When the exam started, an invigilator (old man ard 65) started taking the attendance by going round checking the matriculation card. When he checked the girl in front of me..he stared at the card for a very long time...I signalled him but he didnt see me. He walked backed to check the others but he still didnt understand why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;When he came to check mine, he realised we sat at the wrong seat. He started nagging then...while i was trying to solve my question 1...den I told him the exam has already started..we already start the paper, its not feasible if we were to stand up in the middle of exams. He DIDNT give up the Nagging!! Gosh! After that, he went to see the main invigilator. She told him its okie, and just check we write the correct seat number. Okie...he came to me...checked...but he STILL continue Nagging! I got very fed up..I'm thinking"Can I just finish my question 1?! U already wasted my 20minutes." When I thot he has finished nagging and went back his seat..but he stood up after a while and continued nagging!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay enough!! ARGHH!! He just stood beside me nagging..and I'm like just looking at my scripts ignoring him. I mean..come on..the main invigilator already said its fine..why are u still making a big fuss?! That aside..when he was tired of his nagging..he went to the back of the hall. I dun noe wad he's doing at the back...I just noe I kp hearing sounds of envelops opening. He kept making loud sounds which were really distracting during the exam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The worst has yet to come. At question 3...I heard snoring sounds! Can u imagine?! An invigilator supposing to be alert and make sure no student cheats is cheating the examinor board! He's sleeping! Fine if u sleep, can u just censor away all the noise pollution! When he woke up..he finally understood that he has to keep awake. He went to the toilet and came walking in the hall with a stong smell of cigarette! Are you really fit to be an invigilator? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was a funfilled day after the saddening exam. I got to answer questions like how to select a garbage container..in which I dun communicate often with. Anyway, I went SHOPPING with my mum! Yeah...! We went shopping at the novena square. My mum is just like me..forever late. Hee..that explains our relationship. Well..I saw and tried quite a few tops i liked..but i bought only 1..coz i had to ctrl my spendings. Probably..I'll grab kaiwen one day to boost the economy!=p Haha! I really liked the clothes at novena coz they sell the very girlish kind..those that needs to wear the camisole inside and outside is just a thin layer of clothing. I tried one top and i really liked it..but mum said i just look like a doll and its not really worth $31. But..I really like it!! I want to get it!! =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;****************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We shopped ard novena for quite some time..den we headed for AMK hub. I was intending to get the shoe there. I really find it hard to find a comfy shoes with design i like.I thot AMK still haf the pair tt i wanted..but I went so many times bt refused to buy. Serve me right...the shoe is sold out. Haix. Nevermind...after tt i treated my mum to "dian xiao er"..intending to treat her roast duck. When we were ordering..the person said tt my mum shdnt eat the roast duck..coz its not gd after operation. So..she missed the tasty duck..such a pity! Well..the waitress was very helpful..coz my mum cldnt take oyster sauce..she kept running into the kitchen to ask. Thumbs up for her! =) We ordered duck rice set, cod fish, vegetarian claypot veg, and 2 homemade barley. It was a very scrumptious meal. The fish was really worth trying...though the price was a little steep..but the fish is really crispy..I highly recommend it! Due to the fish contribution..the bill was quite high...well..hehe...but we got early bird 12% discount. Hee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the time i reached home...I was really tired..my feets suffered most due to the uncomfy shoes. Well well..my mum still did housework after tt..which i really feel sad..I wished she could just enjoy herself. I helped her with clothes folding. If it weren't the tumour operation she went, I didnt realise how much I loved her. I also never realised how much she meant to me..such that I only know life isnt worthwhile without her. There are some who say that the tumour will still be back unless the "factory" close down. I hope it will never come again..coz it really really saddens my heart to see her suffer. The few days she was in hospital..especially after the operation..my heart really aches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;******&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for now..I just want to spend more time with her..so i majored time at home. I really feel i was very bad in the past..only knew how to make her angry. I hope to spend more time with her now and make up the lost time I missed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8761334601820697979?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8761334601820697979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8761334601820697979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8761334601820697979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8761334601820697979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/08/exam-day-29th-aug.html' title='Exam day: 29th aug'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-3495781407670328638</id><published>2007-07-17T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T09:41:24.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr robber</title><content type='html'>I really dun feel safe walking on the streets of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, it could be due to the trauma i have.&lt;br /&gt;Just a few days back,&lt;br /&gt;an auntie was attacked by an indian man (Mr robber).&lt;br /&gt;Mr robber snatched all her pocessions.&lt;br /&gt;Loss of property is fine.&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;Mr robber hit her all the way from level 1 up to lvl 3.&lt;br /&gt;Auntie shouted and screamed.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, curious singaporeans will crowd ard and care nothing abt it.&lt;br /&gt;Mr robber escaped.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Auntie landed lying in the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;Like all shows u see in the movies..police always arive last when the show is ending.&lt;br /&gt;Its exactly the same here.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm really wondering why they sent 2 police cars of police to take records.&lt;br /&gt;Well then, if they realli want more police to help, its really fine.&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday, when I was nearing home, I saw this sign that says:&lt;br /&gt;Witness for accident, please call the woodlands ndp at blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;case was written robbery..&lt;br /&gt;date was alright too..&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The wrong address!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness! &lt;strong&gt;U sent 2 police cars of police here and u took the wrong address&lt;/strong&gt;?!&lt;br /&gt;U took so long to take the records but u still take the wrong address?&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with the world today?&lt;br /&gt;The slogan reads: The reason why Singaporeans sleep peacefully. (with a pic of a police car)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can I really feel safe under this kind of people?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-3495781407670328638?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/3495781407670328638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=3495781407670328638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3495781407670328638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/3495781407670328638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/07/mr-robber.html' title='Mr robber'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-367838916213771551</id><published>2007-07-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T11:19:56.892-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my luck: Mr molester</title><content type='html'>I do not think that I'll be able to forget this date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will describe this date as one of the worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;"This day, I went to school for an hour lecture. After clearing the lab, I decided to go back home. It was around 10:30, i took the usual bus, 168 to woodlands. When I first board the bus, the bus seemed like normal, never did I expect such a bad thing would happen. I sat at the second deck near the stairs, just as usual, I was watching the 'switch' of the tv mobile. When the show ended, the bus was almost near to Jalan Kayu, which is close to the woodlands. I got a little tired, and decided to take a rest. I woke up around 2 bustops before the bus reached woodlands. When the bus reached woodlands, many passengers started to alight, I was still tidying up my hair and trying to pin it up. I was the second last passenger to leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was about to stood up and alight from the second deck, a guy called me. (he was sitting at the other row of seats, diagonally behind me.)When I saw his face from the side of my eyes, I thought this little boy could have been lost, and have no idea the location. I was still thinking of him asking me for directions. All thanks to my naive character! The horrible and most disgusted moment came. He said, "hey ger, look." When I turned back, this young malay boy flashed his private part to me. I was very angry at that moment, and showed a face of "i dun care" and decided to walk to the stairs. The guy didnt gif up, probably coz i didnt show any reactions. He continue to keep asking me to look. At that time, I had already walked to the stairs of the second deck. At that juncture, I was not thinking of reporting, coz I had no losses. But this idiot just came and touched my shoulders and asked me if i wanted to have sex with him. GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to break off from him and his pair of disgusting unwashed hands. He didnt want to let go. I was really annoyed then, i shouted molest loudly to the lower deck. Nobody came to my rescue...that guy started to touch my chest area..I couldnt break free. I used the "upper upper" from karate to hit him..but my one foot was already stepping at the second step of the stairs, which made me really unstable for kicking. All i could do was to stall the time and keep him from escaping. Finally, the bus driver came. He came to UNDERSTAND wad happen. Needless to say, the boy denied he did that..i keep saying molest..and keep asking the bus driver to catch him, but he did nothing. All he did was standing there like a statue..motionless! When I yold him to call police, he is like.."huh?" My gosh..wad u mean by huh? Am i speaking some alien language?!!!! Just like that..the boy pushed me aside and escaped from the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave chase like a mad woman...all the way to the last berth of the interchange, which the back stairs were. But i didnt dare to gif further chase..as I was really worried abt my safety. The back stairs area was quite quiet with nobody inside..i was afraid that the guy might pushed me down the flight of stairs out of struggle. Just like that, I let the molester who took my advantage off the hook. Ah..just in case u are wondering..where is the most noble person who drove me to the scene of vacinity, Our most great bus driver?He just got off the bus. Can u imagine how retarded he is? I held that guy back myself, hit that guy myself, chased after him while calling the police myself?! Nevermind if he didnt help, i asked him if the CCTV is on, he said its not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really angry...then i walked to the bus interchange information desks and asked if the CCTV at backstairs is on. Its not!!How lucky I am!One of the guy at the information desks asked me wad happen but i didnt say...he somehw realised i wasnt very well..so he followed me..and asked me. It was realli nice of him to have followed me..and even wanted to acc me to the causeway point to find the molester who might be still loitering ard. Well..it was quite some time before 2 policeman came. They came to me and asked questions..tell me to describe wad happened...and stuffs. The young policeman was rather cute..he took my ic..and looked at my date of birth. He shooked his head and said.."Haix..u just passed ur bdae only.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After talking to them, and after describing hw the young boy looked like, and after they finished taking the pictures, they told me to follow them to the admiralty police station. It took such a long time, which i believe the molester could have gone home and took a shower and ready for a nap. The most ridiculous person would probably be the one i waited at the police station. Mr inspector came from jurong. Since he knows he drove from jurong, he should understand the feelings of a victim having to wait for such a long time for a record to be taken. I sat there like an idiot, which i felt more like a convict waiting to be sentenced. He came after 30 minutes. After he parked his car, he smoked..den he insert coins to the vending machine for a drink. Oh great, its time for record! &gt;.&lt; He's having his own sweet time, and me? My bitter time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the record sessions, Mr inspector keep having phonecalls, which i believe the simplest respect to a person shd be to put the phone to silent mode or to put the phone off. I'm like speaking halfway...oh here it goes..his phone rings..!Nevermind, just bent it on my luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum called me and asked me wad happened.I guess she was quite worried. Initially, I felt teary but the police were ard..i didnt want to make a din out of it. Throughout the whole incident, I knew i had to keep calm no matter wad, and should not cry..and must be brave. I went home after that..with my heart still thumping really fast..i was still mindful of the incident. I went home, and explained the scenario to my mum..but i still didnt cry..didnt want to make my mum worried. I had lunch like normal, and took a nap..hoping evt will go off. However when i woke up, it was worse..evt just keep coming back..I messaged Felicia..and told her abt it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon..she arrived at my place..we had a chat...Kaiwen came too. Don't know why...as i talk...everything just came out...tears simply gushed through my eyes.. .."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a horribe day. Such a tragedy. I pray for that disgusting molester to be caught soon. I hope nobody becomes like me. Just in case u are paranoid, here are the descriptions of that molester:&lt;br /&gt;-Malay boy&lt;br /&gt;-Young, around 15&lt;br /&gt;-schoolboy cut with schoolboy look&lt;br /&gt;-No dyed hair, back hair&lt;br /&gt;-Wore a black shirt with some white prints, blue jeans&lt;br /&gt;-around 1.6+ height&lt;br /&gt;-skinny in built&lt;br /&gt;-brown skin tone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the time wasting inspector will catch him soon. I'm really thankful to Felicia, kaiwen, Ms rebecca lee and Ms joanna lee who stood by my side when i broke down. I still have scenes of that incident in my mind..i'm afraid too..but i guess the best remedy is the capture of that molester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its just my luck. But i still hope god show some sympathy on me. Let the one who deserves it get the punishment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-367838916213771551?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/367838916213771551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=367838916213771551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/367838916213771551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/367838916213771551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/07/just-my-luck-mr-molester.html' title='Just my luck: Mr molester'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-2361587032468539008</id><published>2007-06-19T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:44:31.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just my thots..</title><content type='html'>People always say "I cannot live without him/her".&lt;br /&gt;Is it really true?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really think so.&lt;br /&gt;To me,&lt;br /&gt;there's no such things as ppl can't live without another person.&lt;br /&gt;Its not they cannot live without,&lt;br /&gt;its that as time passes,&lt;br /&gt;they grow to depend on that person.&lt;br /&gt;Its a form of reliance.&lt;br /&gt;Dependance degrades the strength of a person.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a must,&lt;br /&gt;its just a need.&lt;br /&gt;After all,&lt;br /&gt;We all came to this world with nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-2361587032468539008?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2361587032468539008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=2361587032468539008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2361587032468539008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2361587032468539008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/06/just-my-thots.html' title='Just my thots..'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7358646758936297176</id><published>2007-06-17T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T08:30:00.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Murderer: gastric</title><content type='html'>The &lt;strong&gt;murderer&lt;/strong&gt; has striked again.&lt;br /&gt;The one that caused the pains of many.&lt;br /&gt;Now, it has changed his target.&lt;br /&gt;I'm became the lead of his plan.&lt;br /&gt;He has suceeded.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always his target.&lt;br /&gt;Its the 5th day being a victim.&lt;br /&gt;I really &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; him for choosing me always.&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;murderer&lt;/strong&gt; is &lt;strong&gt;Mr gastric&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;The one who is causing me &lt;strong&gt;great pains&lt;/strong&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;*Ouch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7358646758936297176?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7358646758936297176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7358646758936297176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7358646758936297176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7358646758936297176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/06/murderer-gastric.html' title='Murderer: gastric'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7117744864525745873</id><published>2007-05-31T02:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T03:05:01.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life?</title><content type='html'>I knew life wouldn't be as smooth sailing as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying my best to adapt to my life now.&lt;br /&gt;I may have missed out alot of things now, but its all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my working life.&lt;br /&gt;I miss karate family.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I miss every part of my life in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless...&lt;br /&gt;I shan't be negative about my current life.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't lost them fully after all.&lt;br /&gt;Time will recoup my lost time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7117744864525745873?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7117744864525745873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7117744864525745873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7117744864525745873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7117744864525745873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/05/life.html' title='Life?'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-2920881970326682816</id><published>2007-05-03T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T08:03:34.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just for thoughts</title><content type='html'>Knowing a person too well may not always be good.&lt;br /&gt;I experienced it several times.&lt;br /&gt;I never really expected it to be happening again.&lt;br /&gt;The more we know them, the more flaws will surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;We can't escape still, we just have to live in pretendance.&lt;br /&gt;Just like what they are doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'm disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-2920881970326682816?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/2920881970326682816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=2920881970326682816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2920881970326682816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/2920881970326682816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-for-thoughts.html' title='Just for thoughts'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7168659392101403080</id><published>2007-04-24T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T08:47:08.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SIP: Sure involve problems?</title><content type='html'>Well, does SIP sure involves problems?I'm not too sure if others face problems, but for me, I do faced some problems at work. I'm working for TP, research and development of frozen desserts, such as ice-cream, sorbet, shebert and popsicles. I was realli realli enthu when I started, but close frens of mine will understand mi..the "time versus enthusiasm" graph. Haha.. As time pass by....well..shan't elaborate further..&lt;br /&gt;However, I really put in alot of effort in this SIP. I even bought work home to do. From reading taking research notes to doing and compiling of experiment results into logbook, I never oversight. But,sad to say..someone juz dun recognise my efforts. As much as I tried, someone juz refuse to recognise me. I shan't say the name of that person, people who work with me will understand what I mean. I'm suffering in silence, but I will not admit defeat. I'm glad that my SIP is in the fpp lab, with all my fellow SIP students. They are really nice to me..stayed back with me..assisted me..I'm so touched by their actions.. Thanx ppl..thank you so much...=)&lt;br /&gt;I thought my interest in karate would fade when I joined initially. However, it seems that my interest has not faded but increased instead..I'm really happy to be under the arms of the karate family..We sweat together and have fun together..=)&lt;br /&gt;Since young, I've been really paranoid about having too many blissful things..I fear that if I gain too much of good things in life, I would lose even more later. Apart from the work pressure, I've been realli happy and fortunate these days..I wonder if bad things are going to befall soon..?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7168659392101403080?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7168659392101403080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7168659392101403080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7168659392101403080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7168659392101403080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/04/sip-sure-involve-problems.html' title='SIP: Sure involve problems?'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-7875236749840113088</id><published>2007-03-29T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:02:25.977-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new interest:karate</title><content type='html'>Hehe..managed to grab this photo...Can anyone spot me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                                   TP Karate family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047390931238334882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/RgvvT0r9MaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eACHajM0quU/s320/P2240013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                               Girls can kick too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047391356440097202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/Rgvvskr9MbI/AAAAAAAAAAU/eOIa23Pa_Hg/s320/P2240014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Karate training can be realli tough at times..not much on the day itself, but on the second day. I have problems getting out of bed.ARGH!! Muscle aches..=S Oh well, no pain no gain! I still have growing passion for karate..hope i will be able to master more tactics. Guys, watch out! Hee* =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-7875236749840113088?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/7875236749840113088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=7875236749840113088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7875236749840113088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/7875236749840113088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/03/my-new-interestkarate.html' title='My new interest:karate'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wgKKMS1n7Us/RgvvT0r9MaI/AAAAAAAAAAM/eACHajM0quU/s72-c/P2240013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-953391846836964586</id><published>2007-03-24T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T00:25:40.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips tips tips!!</title><content type='html'>I finally experienced this sentence, "Good things come in a bundle."&lt;br /&gt;************************************************&lt;br /&gt;What's life after exams? For many people, its holidays. For me, its time to work hard and earn money for my next semester pocket money. There's a story behind every dollar I earn. There's sweat and sorrows behind every dollar i earn. I dun come from a rich family. I started working since I was 14. I've been in the sales line for 5 years..sold honey products, sold maggie mee, sold shampoo, showergel, toothpaste, fragrances. In fact I realli envy people who are able to shop and shop and not work during weekends and holidays. I do want to be like them..but i dun seem to have a choice. The "nature" and "nurture" factors played important elements. SInce I do not have the "nature" factor, I work hard and earn more of the "nurture" factors to balance them up. Sounds complicated huh? Well, in simple terms, I am just like any other girl who loves shopping and wants to have many things. But I learnt to earn money to buy things I want.&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, big girls dun keep getting money from parents.&lt;br /&gt;********************************&lt;br /&gt;During the tangs 12% rebate, I managed to purchase a pair of levis jeans, sponsered by my sister. Hee!! I love levis jeans soooo much!! I've been wanting to get one..but I just find it soo expensive..but lucky me, my sister agreed to buy a pair for me. When school starts, I'll have a new pair of jeans to school! Yippee..!&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;Next, the company I'm working under, said that during the 12% rebate, if we could hit the counter target, we would get an additional $30 on top of our other incentives and commisions and basic! And I got it!! Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;Next next, the company said that during the two days of 12% rebate, if all the fragrances divisions hit 30K, the company would give us a 100ml fragrance of our choice!! I got it!!! Well, I just have to think of an expensive one to get!! Should I get vera wang sheer veil or should i get the bvlgari rose? Hoho...&lt;br /&gt;**********&lt;br /&gt;Next next next, What's more? I served two tourists yesterday. They bought jean paul gaultier fragrances from me as a gift for their best friend. The tourist initially wanted a carrier from gaultier, but i volunteered to wrap the present. As they were rushing for time, I had to wrap realli quickly but still look presentable. Ater wrapping, I rushed to take a gift card to attach to it. Soon later, the gift box was placed into the gaultier bag and sealed with a gaultier sticker. Guess what happens next? The tourist tipped me! Hehe..although it was only 5 bucks..but I felt really honoured. Its the first tip all my life in this fragrance line. To me, it realli meant alot. Its a recognition of my service. *Winks* ^.^&lt;br /&gt;*******&lt;br /&gt;Hit 2 brands target..sales not bad yesterday..manager sent a message, "great". Its another encouragement for me. Sales line, I'm on for it man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-953391846836964586?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/953391846836964586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=953391846836964586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/953391846836964586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/953391846836964586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/03/tips-tips-tips.html' title='Tips tips tips!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-8331493281718231628</id><published>2007-03-14T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:46:08.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results Results Results!!!</title><content type='html'>Before a big tide, everything is always calm...&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;br /&gt;I totally haf no confidence this time. I really wondered how I had managed to pass through the semester..everything seemed like a rush. Rush to discuss projects, rush to make up the mind, rush for meetings, rush to do projects, rush to edit, rush to hand up, rush to tests, rush exams..ARGHH!! I had enough!!! Its really tiring..I feel realli realli tired.My results for tests were terrible..I feel like I'm being thrown in a deep and dark hole..with me alone..I couldn't breathe..oxygen is lacking.. ..&lt;br /&gt;*******************************&lt;br /&gt;Its my offday for me today. I predicted my results will be here today. I had been realli paranoid the past few days. I had terrible nightmares of bad exam results the past few daes. I dreamt I did sup papers. I dreamt I went back to school for so many sup papers. The past few mornings, I woke up in fear. For a moment, I thot the results sms has arrived, I would quickly get up of bed and check my handphone. After which, I would return back to sleep.The feeling of waiting is realli unbearable.  I realli had no confidence that I would pass. I started doing some revision these few days. I was reading my adfs this morning. In fact, I knew I would fail, its just a matter of judgement from the results sms.&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I smsed Yi jia to check if she would be going for karate later. As my handphone received the incoming message, I thought it was Yi jia and quickly opened. Crap. I'm not ready yet. Its not Yijia. Its my results! Disgusting. I didnt dare to scroll down. I was really scared. My heart was realli thumping badly. Soon later..tears rolled down. I didnt even have the guts to open the message. I kept crying and crying....till a point, I decided to open the message. "Face up the reality, winnie. At most, just sup papers. Come on, receive the judgement." I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;After I saw the results, continued crying..my tears couldnt stop flowing. I called my mum," Mummy, I passed!! I passed!!" I'm realli elated..I couldnt realli believe it..I kept reopening the message to reaffirm..I realli passed..&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;I called him to share my feelings..I thought that special someone will be able to share my feelings. I was wrong. I'm really disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-8331493281718231628?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/8331493281718231628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=8331493281718231628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8331493281718231628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/8331493281718231628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/03/results-results-results.html' title='Results Results Results!!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-117217465412028543</id><published>2007-02-22T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T12:04:14.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foodservice managment: Valentine's theme</title><content type='html'>After much planning and planning, this is my lab. In this lab, I played the role of the head cook. Have a look at the pictures..I'm sure it looks simple to you, but I must say, loads of effort are placed into it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/530710/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       This is an overall layout of the table. The table cloth was bought by me with the help of my mum at the woodlands old central. Its really hard to find such a big piece of cloth! Look at the nice heart shapes we hanged? Hehe, there's actually another side which we hanged the postcards for the students and lecturers to give feedback.=) Look at the sides of the tablecloth..tied by me..nice?Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/261297/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A table filled with nice napkins stand.Red for ladies, black for men.(Thanx to Liwen) Golden cupid cards on each plate with names written. (Thanx to Alycia) Mirror beneath the flowers to show more space on the table, reflection increases the mood and ambience of elegance in this normal lab. Chocolate fondue and marshmallows should never be forgotten during valentine's dae. Candles further lifts the mood and ambience, afterall, "love is in the air"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/649459/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw that? A little boy and a girl kissing with sachet bags all over. Sachet bags were handmade by me, Wei long and Benjamin. I spent the previous night sewing some of the lecturers names on the cloth and wrapped with some potpourri.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/973309/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  We must not forget our leads of the day! Appetizer: Crispy mushroom parcel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/332616/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                    Soup: Dutch country cheese soup.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/350063/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                          Main dish: Cajun spiced dory fish, side dish: Spicy caribean kebabs.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/995354/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                          Carbohydrate dish: Ham and mushroom quiche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/708044/V%20day"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/327471/V%20day%20%2707%20%21%21%21%20043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                Dessert: Millefeuille.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Nice? Not nice also no choice! Its all over..well..those were the fruits of my labour...sweat and hard work! Its hard managing people, its difficult to work as a team..but i still did. I finally graduated from foodservice management class TA04 '07! HAppy valenTine's Day! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-117217465412028543?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/117217465412028543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=117217465412028543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/117217465412028543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/117217465412028543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/02/foodservice-managment-valentines-theme.html' title='Foodservice managment: Valentine&apos;s theme'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-117195996319910914</id><published>2007-02-20T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:26:03.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happi new year!</title><content type='html'>Chinese new year...gong xi gong xi...-.-"...&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Its chinese new year again. Another boring chinese new year for me again.=( Guess wad i did for mi chinese new year every year? I bet u duno. Let me tell u then. New year eve: spring cleaning..reunion dinner..watch tv..den stayed up the night cnt slp coz muz help papa mama "shou shui" (macdonald advert) First day of chinese new year: Go to Cheng huang temple pray and eat vegetarian meal half dae..den go to IMM shopping..go giant buy stuffs..den walk around at the mall...after tt go hm slp and rest..at night go to fortune god temple pray den haf supper. Second day of chinese new year: At home sleep until latelate..den stay at home all dae long.. Third dae of CNY is the same as the second dae...haix!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*********************************************************&lt;br /&gt;Very fun right? SOOOooo interesting. Can u imagine i did tt for how many years already...? Hmm..this year's CNY was especially boring for me coz my sister previously went to San Francisco for work attachment and she decided to stay there until the third day of new year. I practically had nobody to talk to, except my mum..and the very occassional message by kaiwen (busy taking hong bao during CNY).. so i'm left all alone wif my piglet...=(&lt;br /&gt;**************************************&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT!!! My sis is still very good to me..she didnt forget that I love Guess!! Hehe..She bought 2 guess bags and a guess shirt back...GUESS!!! I Luv Guess!!! Hehehe...!!! Hmm...This is probably something i feel most happy abt this new year bahx. If i recall I haf exams on cuming monday and a project to hand up on next wed..it realli makes mi shiver...ARGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;"Chinese new year" this term do exists in my dictionary. But, "celebration" term is missing...can someone help me to find its address? I'll be thankful..&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year to all.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-117195996319910914?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/117195996319910914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=117195996319910914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/117195996319910914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/117195996319910914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2007/02/happi-new-year.html' title='Happi new year!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-116119260576557649</id><published>2006-10-18T10:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T04:18:39.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand trip:12oct-16oct</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/665170/Bangkok%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/107639/Bangkok%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It was a pretty tiring dae todae. Woke up early morning at 7am..trying to get ready to set off. I'm so slpy..coz mi medicine that caused drowsiness haven fully gone off yet. It was a long struggle..pulling miself to the toilet to take a shower..After shower and stuffs..finally gt ready at 9am. Thot we wld be able to leave at 9am, taking the 858 to changi airport.Guess wad?My mum's still not ready yet! She's always like tt..wake mi up early..den she can do her things slowly..until time passes! At 9:20, we left home..instead of taking 858, which is direct bus to changi airpot terminal 1, we took a cab, plate numbered 1826, to the airport. We reached at around 10am..den we went to look for the place to check in. (both of us are "new" to the airport..nvr flew b4..) But still..i managed to find the location of the check in area for our flight, 3K517. After check in, both of us were hungry and we decided to have some breakfast. We went to the nearest food house..den ate some kaya roti and eggs..den afterwhich we &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/596888/Bangkok%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/620727/Bangkok%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;took quite alot of photos..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/209385/Bangkok%20006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/156586/Bangkok%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After breakfast, we went into the immigration counter..hmm..finally step foot into the tax free zone!Hee!Sounds like a countrybum eh?No lar..i nvr been in b4..oni heard frm others sae its realli cheap there..btw, we shopped around..windows shopping..until its time to get in. Mum is first time too..and she's damn worried..and always rushing mi like the bee..argg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..after which..there we go..finally got into the plane!!! Yippee..Still feeling realli nervy..nvr got onto flight b4..mi heart was thumping realli fast!! Oh no..wad if it crashes?Terrible feelings! Hmm..mi ear was feeling painful when the plane finally set off..i cldnt realli breathe well..its seems suffocating..esp when the plane is at high grounds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most maloo part was when i went to the toilet on the plane..hmm..i didnt manage to find the lock lor..den i thot the plane toilet had no lock..so i juz hold on to the door..and begin unzipping mi pants..and getting ready to sit on the toilet bowl. Suddenly..a guy opened the door!Oh mi!! I was like "argg!!"..den the guy was like sorry..realli embarassing!Lucky i haven't took off mi underwear..-.-"..such a bad experience..hmm..but everything was quite alrite though..the feeling of staying high in the sky seems i'm floating on the clouds..and realli drawed near the distance of mi and mi gods..i feel realli close to them.. finally..after the long wait..the plane is flying at a low height..and as i sit near the window, I could see the pretty view of thailand..&lt;br /&gt;everything seems so nice..the river they have...the buildings..all seems so "fresh" to mi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane landed at thailand at 2:20. My mum and I, completely in a foreign land, here we are, Bangkok. Its realli amazing. Both of us had nvr taken plane before, and we juz did. We never been to thailand, and at that moment, we were stepping on it. Out of the plane, we were trying to find our way out. Having no experiences with baggage and stuffs, location to collect, immigration counter..we took a very long time to figure out! Finally! We had our lugguage..and now its time for us to find our agent. We went up and down..it saes Gate 3 door 10 level 2. But we couldnt find it..we tried to ask the people..but most of the thais..even the security doesnt know hw to speak english. So we looked for the information counter also..but again, it seems they realli need more english lessons to speak better and expressing in english. Gosh! We decided to try our luck at level 2, where we came out..finally we saw our names! Yippee! Hooray! The tour guide told us that we will be staying at bangkok palace hotel instead of Asia hotel..in which we were rather shocked. Its basically because we booked the Asia hotel and when we called up to change to other hotels, they said fully booked. But now the agent told us that ours were bangkok palace hotel right from the beginning! How bad of the agency to cheat us! Alrite..nvm..we juz agreed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat in a van..that brought us to the hotel..out of the van..hmm..landed at the hotel. From the entrance, I could see a very huge guanyin statue..and other buddha statues as well. Den when the person assigned our room key, it was level 4, 4004. What an unlucky number to have! When I stepped in to the room, I used mi left leg..which was rather alright..not much of feels. Coz most elders will sae if u use the left leg, u are better able to feel those kind of thins..but it was okay..nth realli bad. Hmm..in between 2 single beds, there is also a lamp with a buddha statue..which secures mi alot. So after tt, we walked out of the hotel..and headed to Mah boon Krong for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mah boon krong, is currently one of the best spots in bangkok. It has 3 sections: Main shopping area, tokyu department store, Pathuwan princess hotel. My mum and I were realli famished..so we headed for the thai lunch. But it was realli bad..coz they dun understand english..dun even noe wadz on the menu..I had to use mi body gestures and ask them whether its chicken or moomoo for cow! And the sad thing is..coz they dun understand english, they ask their fellow waiters, then the fellow waiters dun understand..ask the senior waiter..senior waiter still dun get it..ask the manager!! Can u imagine hw many times i asked and demonstrate juz to get clear of 1 dish!?But aniways it was cheap also..imagine eating at a restaurant of around 7bucks for 2 person?Until u are damn full?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed to the tokyu departmental store to buy alot of wacoal bra..and i bought alot of mi fave G-strings! Realli cheap!! The promoters saw us buy so much..they also happi..i suppose we muz have fed them wif gd commission..i spent around 113SG dollars..but i bought 11 items..so average 1 item is 11SG dollars! Hehe..then after which..we shopped around mah boon krong area..so tiring..!! When we came out of the mall at night, it was kinda drizzling..and the tuktuks suppose to be cheap..wanted to take advantage! So in the end..we had no choice..took 1 taxi which is 100baht...haix..den we went back to the hotel..and haf a nice hot shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 was pretty packed too. Mum and I woke up early morning..well..last night didnt realli experience any wierd stuffs...u noe wad i mean..hehe* We went for early breakfast buffet...yumyum..so many nice &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/456977/Bangkok%20017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/903736/Bangkok%20017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;foods..i managed to eat sum of the foods but we were in a rush though..coz we had to leave by 07:30 to meet our tour guide for the 1/2 day city tour. The guide came late in the end..=( mi unsatisfied stomach. Well..we sat in a van again..den the guide brought us around...to fetch other ppl.My mum was grumbing that the hotel we stayed at were so far away frm the city..coz as we sat in the van, we saw so many other hotels..that seemed better. Anyway, the guide brought us to the jetty..den we took a boat ride around. From wad i knew..the flood was juz over..but sailing on boat was pretty okay..juz that the waters seemed a bit "heavy". She showed us around..we saw the locals selling bread and handicrafts on small sampan..and the local university..and etc. We stopped at the Wat arun. I suppose this made the most unforgettable experience.&lt;br /&gt;The tour guide gave us free time to walk around..well..my mum and I wanted to enter the temple but we didnt enter coz there's entrance fee but we were not sure if they were trying to cheat our money. There were ppl hu entered but didnt pay any entrance fee..so we decided not to go in. So we walked around instead..den mi mum and I spotted a very cute cardb&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/605297/Bangkok%20023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/678371/Bangkok%20023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oard that has a hole for ur head, which is suitable for images. Without hestitating, I went up to the board and asked mi mum to take a picture for me. After which, as we were about to leave, a guy came to stop us. He demanded 80baht frm us, which is around SG3 dollars. My mum and I didnt understand wad the guy was trying to do..he sounded fierce..we thot it was some kind of extortion. We wanted to leave, but the guy got more and more furious, and at that juncture, mi mum and I were totally freaked out, and didnt noe wad to do. After a while, my mum finally understood. Just like most slimming centres that listed their conditions of the smallest font size at the lowest part of the advertisement, the price was printed at the lowest part of the cardboard stand. But wad he did was even more tricky. He was around 3 metres away frm the cardboard stand..which makes ppl misunderstood that it is juz for tourists to take images free. But when we took pictures, he will hurry up and rush there and demand money from u. If u dun follow, he will become fierce and insist to delete ur photo. My mum and I were too terrified then, we juz handed him the money. Ppl frm mi tourgrp were also victim of which..like us, they juz handed him the money. Sad isnt it? What a way to do business!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the scary incident, my mum and I were meticulous in taking photo&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/797552/Bangkok%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/943988/Bangkok%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s. Not soon later, we met up with the tourguide and soon we continued the boat ride. We came to a point whereby the boat juz stopped the engine. Den the tourguide asked us if we wld like to buy bread..we were curious den. Soon, we realised the main purpose is to feed the fish in the sea. The water dun look like those with alot of fishes, as it juz simply look like a main road that is flooded. Well, the fishes when bread were thrown, all came near the top waters..they were rather big..shd have at least 3 kg. There's one fish that is unique among them, which is white colour. As its rare, the thais believe that if the fishes eat the bread that u feed, u will have good luck through the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After looking that those fishes, the boat continued sailing on chao praya river...I saw how the thais live by the sea..its really amazing coz you will never be able to catch those scenes in Singapore. We went past some police..in fact is alot of police as it was Thai police day, so many police were on the streets patrolling, or in fact celebrating. Bangkok didnt look as chaotic as it seems after change in governence. Finally..we went ashore..and the tourguide brought us to the gems "boutique". There's lots of gems there..and the salespersons were really friendly to us. But my mum and I didnt buy anything coz we dun realli noe hw to tell if its a good gems although they showed us a video beforehand on their recognition..and certification and standards assurance. So, my mum and I asked if they would bring us to the four faced buddha..we thot they will bring the whole tour grp over..but didnt. Oh well, but they did arrange for a coach to send us over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a long long time for them to finally send us over..the trip was terrible..Bangkok streets are foreva so jam and crowded..tuktuks, motocycles, taxis, buses, trains everywhere..there seems to have no order in traffic. When we reached there, we were rather shocked to see some of our tour mates were already there..well..the coach let us sit on the van and fetch us around..but in fact the four faced buddha was quite near to where we were initially. -.-". Hmm..so my mum started praying the buddha..but we didnt noe the correct sequence of praying..and we also didnt noe where to put the candles. But I guess it doesnt matter, coz sincerity is the most important. After praying..I stood around and saw some ladies dancing in traditional costume. I recalled my colleagues telling me that they danced becoz someone paid them to perform for god, probably coz their wishes were fulfilled. I also recalled that there was a actress who told the god that if the god gif her a son she would dance naked in front of god. In the end, the actress did not make the promise and alot of bad misfortunate things happened to her. She went back to dance naked in front of the god, but of course the temple was covered. That's why they always say nvr make empty promises to god or tell god that u will do wad for him..coz if empty promises are made, there will be severe consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/314086/Bangkok%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/320/289505/Bangkok%20030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After praying, I brought my mum around at siam area..we went to central plaza, siam discovery centre..well..wad i can sae is..those are boutique shops. I'm juz a little small girl, cannot afford to spend so much on branded goods. Hehe..But I spotted my fave Auntie Anne's&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/427100/Bangkok%20030.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pretzels there...yummilicious! So i ate while we stroll along the big big malls...den to siam area..where i bought my shoe and my white tee..hehe...the shopping craze has juz been erupted..wanted to buy stuffs for my frens..but duno if the price is alrite..coz some places like to con tourists..well..after tt we went to siam paragon. I simply love siam paragon..i luv it i luv it i luv it!! Although there's alot of boutiques again..but there's alot of foods!! When i sae alot, it really mean alot..its like a whole level selling food!!!Everything looks yummy..I duno wad to get..i juz got the phad thai and also the spring rolls..its nice! I wanted to go to the underwater world at ground level..but tickets were simply expensive..20 bucks for 1 adult..=(..so didnt get in..juz took a pic outside.. We passed by emporium, wanted to buy tom yum pastes and loads of stuffs there..but we realised we wanted to go shopping so its not feasible to bring glass bottles around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we decided to go back to Mah boon krong..since we didnt finish shopping there...hehe..its really nice to shop there..bags are damn cheap there..I guess bags are probably the best thing to get there..its super duper cheap! Can u imagine we get conned whenever we go to shop at bugis village! The bags..ladies bags..big or small..some luggage too..juz 199baht, which is around SG8. My gosh! I was crazy there..and i bought all 3 at 1 go.Mah boon krong is pretty crowded too..coz of the cheap clothes and shoes there. I bought a fake birkenstocks sandles there..SG8 too..hehe..also bought my handphone cover..mum bought a shoe there..a yellow one..i've nth to sae..coz yellow is her fave colour. That was pretty much for the day..we went into a japanese shop to have some ramen..and I muz sae..its good and wholesome and delicious. I ordered a bowl of ramen and my mum ordered the set..which is consists of ramen, 1 large coke and a plate of gyoza..its super woth it..SG6.50!The food is simply delicious and worth it..the quality is better than our ramen shops in SG...and the service is good too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum and I were clever this time..we left earlier and waited at taxi stand..and we managed to fetch a cab back..we went back to the hotel..and we saw some cakes on sale at the restaurant..its a wrong move to have approached the shop..the cakes were not realli bad lar..juz as hard as stone...hmm throw ppl probably can get concussion bahx. Hehe..my mum took a shower..den after that is me...enjoying my hot bath in the bath tub...wondering hw stressful lives wld be later on...well..soon..I turn in to sleep too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, my mum and I woke up. Its another dae of battle. Time to get ready our weapons and gear. Large shopping bag, flat shoes, cooling outfit.We headed for the buffet breadfast..my porridge again...my fave...we were greeted by the restaurant manager..he's a really nice person..he came over to greet us..and even asked us about our nationality and stuffs. Well, this time, I have loads of time for my breakfast buffet..all kinds of eggs at the eggs station, hotdogs sausages, congee, dough fritters, fried rice, noodles, small cakes, all kinds of bread..a lot of variety.After our breakfast, we headed to chatuchak to shop. Its another shopping paradise.Although its really crowded, but its worth the sweat. That place is equals to 10 times our normal big pasar malam...mi gosh..can u imagine..they sell all types of things..clothes, shoes, bags, pets, fishes, furniture, pottery..and many many more. This place is called the weekend market..in which they open at 9 and closes at 6..alot of tourists and ppl wld shop here for business too..I bought many shorts and shirts here..i got crazy...my shopping bag or rather my shopping luggage got heavier and heavier....my mum got really tired and hot..so we decided to leave the place..I brought her to the chinatown...when she was grumbling all the way saying hw tired she was..well...we still managed to locate the shop that sells lots of dried goods and tidbits..i spent around SG24 there...after which we went to the chinese restaurant recommended by mi colleague, to eat the sharks fins..its not really nice..but i like the noodles and seafood fried rice though..full and satisfied..we thot its already very late coz of the dark sky..we walked out of the restaurant..mi mum asked me the time..I was shocked when i saw the time. Its 6pm only.Its only 6pm and the sky is like 8pm...oh well, thailand is slower by an hour. So we decided to go mah boon krong again...we only explored 4 levels ydae..still have 4 levels left untouched...hehe..shop again..and we passed by a manicure shop..hehe...my mum and i had pedicure..nice toes...and we left the shop..and shop again.I wanted to get some supper to go back to hotel to eat..hehe..i spotted mac..i decided to grab the mac chicken that costs only SG80cents..haha!!! And, i went to get my gyoza again...yummy yummy...mi mum went to the bakery shop to eat her bread and drank coffee.Soon, we took a cab and headed back to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day..i woke up late..was really tired ydae..my mum too..we packed the stuffs till quite late last nite. After the breakfast buffet, we went to pratunam market to shop. Its nearest to our hotel..walking distance..at first, it was quite boring..coz we thot there's not much shops..but soon..we walked further..and spotted so many shops..i bought alot of clothes and jeans and skirt which costs..SG10 together..hehe...all muz be cursing now...=p I wanted to get that norty sotong's laptop pouch at the prantip plaza, also known as IT plaza. We wanted to get in the taxi, but the taxi driver thot we were crazy..he pointed the other side of the road..and i went like.."Ohh..." hehe..its juz opposite from where we were..juz a bridge away..hehe..that sotong didnt tell mi the exact size to get..in the end got the wrong size for him...-.- oh well, but i saw mi A &amp; W there!! I drank my rootbeer icecream..hehe..so nice...Its soon late at nite..and we decided to get back to the hotel for the buffet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buffet at the hotel restaurant again..quite nice...pleasant dining experience....we saw the manager again...he's really nice and polite..=) My mum and I recalled hw stupid she was to have thot the SG$1.20 coc&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/583989/Bangkok%20002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/181509/Bangkok%20002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;onut was cheap...hehe...she thot it was cheap so she kept eating whenever she saw the coconut stall..which i ltr told her the price..lolx.. After the dinner, we headed back to the restaurant and packed our bags...I lied in the bathtub...was really sad...haiz...gg to leave this wonderful place le..wonder when i wld get the chance to cum again...=( After the shower, mum suggested we go to some streets nearby..but we bought nth..juz saw many large dogs..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/700864/Bangkok%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/220988/Bangkok%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day i woke up..it was quite late too..but we still managed to catch &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/245559/Bangkok%20001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/198916/Bangkok%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the breakfast buffet..hmm..I didnt want to wake up..i juz wan to lie on the comfy bed and enjoy the nice air-con and lie in the bathtub..hw i wish i own this place. My mum and I cleared the place..and packed our luggage..and soon we checked out of the hotel. We waited for two hours at the lobby area...while i managed to take some photos after a short nap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some pictures taking..our coach came to fetch us to changi airport..and mum and i checked in and ate tom yum soup, green curry, prawn dumplings and har kau..yummy yummy..airport food are so nice..hehe..time was running out..we had to do tax refund but its near time for boarding..i was really paranoid then..running here and there for the tax refund..the SG13..-.-''...hehe..we took some pic at the airport again.. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/21054/Bangkok%20038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/638066/Bangkok%20038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/1600/533577/Bangkok%20037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5492/857/200/328146/Bangkok%20037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh well..my mum is realli happy to be returning to singapore...but I'm not!!!I juz dun wan to go back!!! I still wan shopping...!!! Haiz..I hope my thailand trip is near...coz i wan to shop shop shop and eat eat eat!!! Heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane was rather shaky den..coz it was pouring heavily...and there was thunder and lighting..I felt so scared..i probably watched too many shows with airplanes crashed..=X...hehe..but i still managed to get my little jetstar bear..yippee..nice nice..my first time on plane of course muz get a little souveiner..When we reached Singapore..we saw my sister...and together we took cab back to woodlands...so tiring..soon..we turn in for the night..and the whole luggage full of my things juz left there un touched... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what can I sae? I simply love thailand... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-116119260576557649?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/116119260576557649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=116119260576557649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/116119260576557649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/116119260576557649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/10/thailand-trip12oct-16oct.html' title='Thailand trip:12oct-16oct'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-116057853204308167</id><published>2006-10-11T05:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:55:32.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long long blog..</title><content type='html'>I never believed that he would do such a thing. I really cannot believe it. My colleague, Joseph, was caught for stealing. On that day of incident, both of us were on duty, and we were still wiping the counter happily, taking every stocks from the counter and cleaning with joy. I never noticed any difference in him. He seemed like normal.We chatted like normal. I usually knock off at 6pm, but on that day I knocked off late coz I was trying mi best to hit my sales target. Until around 7, I was tired, and decided to go home. When I left, he was still  laughing cheekily with our colleagues, peeping at girls.It was juz one split second, on seeing that I left, he went to steal.When he pass by the security counter, when the security stopped him, as he was guilt stricken, he quickly ran. Naturally, the security gave chase. But, in the end, he got away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, I got this news from mi supervisor, tracy. I was so shocked when I heard it. In our eyes, he is such a good promoter that is enthu abt promoting.In front of us, he always appear to be responsible. His performance at work is also good. At first, we thought he juz stole the things out of greed. We wanted to help him. We kept trying to locate him. We even msg him telling him that we want to help him, and that as long he returns wad he stole, we will not pursue the matter. We wanted to let it drop coz we knew that he will be going into army soon. Out of kindness and sympathy, we wanted to drop the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was to no avail. We couldn't contact him. He didnt pick up his phone. He also didnt return the things that he stole. We msged him to say that if he does not return the things, we will call the police. Finally, he told his friend to return. When my supervisor saw what he returned, she got realli mad. That's because those things are definitely not the only ones he stole. It coz among the three things that he stole, one of which was out of stocks for a very long period of time. The last stock we had also went missing, in which was the time mi supervisor assured that joseph is the culprit. When the security saw it, he was angry too. When he caught him that day, he held a big bag full of things..hw can it be juz three?Its impossible! We told him once again, if he still does not return, we will report to the HR, and juz report to the police. No news came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a talk with my supervisor, tracy. She said that she already expected such a day would come. Its becoz she had long suspected him..but juz didnt had any evidences against him. She said that once, the other colleagues saw him rushing up and down, taking a big plastic bag to take alot of free gifts up to the counter and used a cardboard to cover it. When his frens came, he passed it to them. During that time, they asked him y he was so rush. But he said nothing. At another time, they held a promotion at the heeren, there were two selling stocks missing, and they suspected him. But Tracy told the manager that it cannot be him..and tried to protect him in front of others. Tracy treated him to the cafe to eat, and wanted him to be frank with her. But he said that others malign him. There were too many stocks missing ever since he came to work. He always requested the afternoon shift for him, especially with less full-timers around, so that he will be easier to commit the crime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really haf no idea why he wans to steal. Its not as if the company didnt gif him any fragrances. The company did. When he hit the sales target, or when he helped out in promotion, the manager will gif him. My supervisor told him and reminded many times that if he wanted anithing, she can get it for him, hinting him that he does not have to resort to stealing. Since then, i'm realli puzzled why he still did so. Did he bring it to sell?He lacks money?I'm reealli not sure. From my understanding, he went to bed with all the gals that he went out wif. He said that if he does not go to bed with them, he will find that its wasting his efforts. He had probably taken the fragrances to gif the gals hu went to bed wif him.  He goes to disco every nite..drank loads of beer..returns home at 5 to 6am in the morning. He's only 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz as we thot the story would end here, but it didnt. The next day, lancome reported they had things lost. 20 packets of free gift, each packet of 8 piece miniature samples. Its ridiculous. They rewind the video tape, and found joesph to be the culprit. We were realli angry. Its already ridiculous that he stole our company goods. Now he stole other company's goods. How are we going to face them in future? We will always be remembered as the staff hu's colleague stole things. Naturally, "birds of a feather flock together", will be their belief. We are realli very disappointed wif him. Now, I duno wad happen to him. Perhaps his serving his sentence. But all of us know that even if he's in army, he will suffer coz we sent his officer a letter abt his dishonest act. Although there were happy times together, but I feel cheated. He pretended to be nice, but he became a different person. It seems like he has split personality. But I suppose, even if he has, he has a realli bad one. Truth is reality, no matter hw much we dun believe in it, one day, we still haf to learn to accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away from this issue, that day I was alone at work and the general product manager came to out store. I was giving out the scented ribbons to the customers initially when he came to talk to me. He said,"Do u noe that when the principal visited the store, he was angry when he saw u all juz passing the ribbon to the customers like tt?" I replied,"huh?Y?" He then said, "You should tie the ribbon on the customers' wrist, and tell the customers that u wanted to introduce them a fragrance." I was thinking in mi mind,"dah!Dude, u think I dun noe?Still need u this 3mths old general product manager to tell mi?" But I was realli kind to him. As an ex member of the drama club, I acted like a fool, like one that is first day at work and sae, "OHHH..I see!" Haha..its so damn idiotic lar. After which he was watching mi..and realli watching mi. So i acted lor. Did wad he said to a customer..the customer wanted to pick up the ribbon and smell. But when she heard mi wanting to tie on her wrist, she ran away!!! That's so funny! There's another one..worst still..she accepted mi offer..but her wrist was kinda big(coz she's kinda fat)..I had a hard time tying it up..in the end, she told mi to tie on her watch instead!The colleague told mi that he's probably trying to bully mi since i'm a part-timer. He's such a freak! He kept telling his wife to act as customers and test the service of the staff..he even does things like purposely talking to u..holding u up..and then suddenly sae there's a customer hurrying u to go and serve. But later complains to other heads that they didnt serve the customer. Stupid idiot putting on airs. Hate him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..aniways..after saving..scrimping on meals..surviving on overnite foods and sanwiches..I finally managed to save up! I'm finally able to fulfill mi dream tmr. It will be mi first time flying..and first time stepping out of SG. I'm so so excited! Tmr this time I will be in thailand, bangkok. I'm so happi..alrite..i will stop for now..and will keep this blog updated when I'm there. Not sure if I wld be able to slp tonite..but what i can say is..i will definitely be having a good dream...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-116057853204308167?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/116057853204308167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=116057853204308167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/116057853204308167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/116057853204308167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-long-blog.html' title='Long long blog..'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-115859816473734930</id><published>2006-09-18T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T09:49:24.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long but short dae</title><content type='html'>Finally got my off dae..so long nvr have off dae le. Haiz..tmr still have to work..so sad rite?Whole vacation stucked with work. Tmr still have the high sales target to hit when its a normal weekdae. I'm onli a little part-timer..why muz they be so cruel to mi?Gif mi such a high target..I'm such a lousy promoter and not as pro as other senior part-timers..haix. Well..I realli cnt wait for mi RME, joanne to return frm her maternity leave. Coz now, its realli terrible as a "monster" is covering her duties. If she is here, she will take care of the welfare of the promoters rather than doing what the monster is doing now. That so called monster is so stingy. Stingy old fellow that helps the company to save money. Refuses to feed us with better commision by setting such high target. Can u imagine hw monstrous he is?I realli cnt stand his creepy look and his perverted look. Extremely disgusting. BUT BUT BUT! As I was once a member of the drama club, I shall play along with him. I will juz pretend nothing has happened and juz endure in silence. I suppose wad all this about. The "real" working world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away frm company politics..todae i woked up realli late..coz last nite i slept as 3+..well..bad huh? Aniways..i woked up at 1+..haha..suffered from little flu...after breakfast..den went out to meet jin loong to help him with NLS.He's retaking his NLS. Hmm..he helped mi during the last semester..now its time to repay back. Well..since I do not have any sup papers, I should help him when I have free time. I'm not like others hu are selfish..hu never bothered to help those in need.I shall not elaborate any further.Those hu does that will understand what i mean. Anyways..after drawing the guidelines for him on what to study..we went to century square and eat the buffalo wings..yummy...so nice..hehe..den after tt..i took 168 back to woodlands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the journey I met lokman..whoa so long nvr see him already..he's grown thinner..and each time i see him he seemed more tired. Well..to me, he is realli a role model for the Normal technical students. Although he is at NT stream, he nvr bothered abt hw others look at him. Instead he did not gif up..his studies is among one of the best. What I realli admire him abt is he is willing to fork out his time and efforts to sch. I suppose what most seniors will sae is "he sell himself to sch". Whicheva it is, I still find him very commited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally..now i'm home here..after a long shower..and gona be turning in soon. My sister is attached to "ching dao" in china..and I will be using her room and her "facilities" like laptop..clothes..accessories. Hee..that's what sisters are for! Lolx. I do miss her a little..but my subconscious hopes tt she does not return so soon so that I can continue to invade her room. Oh my!Such an evil me. Hee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-115859816473734930?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/115859816473734930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=115859816473734930' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115859816473734930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115859816473734930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-but-short-dae.html' title='Long but short dae'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-115851804674971594</id><published>2006-09-17T11:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T11:34:06.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates for 3mths</title><content type='html'>Whoa!Its been 3 mths since I last blog!Life's been realli busy over the past 3 mths..Busy with school work, busy with part-time job, busy wif home affairs, busy with boyfren..busy with almost everything. Finally, I have some time now to update this blog.It wasn't easy for mi during the past 3mths..realli not easy. Previously, I mentioned that I actually failed one of the subjects, in the end haf to retake. So I'm now actualli slower by others by 2 subjects. If I do not pass the subject i retook for 1 sem..i will get kicked out by the school. I was realli under loads of stress..realli..loads of stress. There was a period of time i felt so scared of getting to school..as i would realli tremble when the bus nears. Imagine that kinda stress!&lt;br /&gt;Thank god its all over. Phew!I made it through!That was lucky..this is the first semester that I passed all my papers..and have no sup papers to take..thank god. Well..although the results comprises of B's C's and D's..but i will still continue to work harder to achieve better grades. Hopefully..nxt semester I will be getting better grades like A's B's and C's?Oh well..I do believe in miracles though. Though its all set that I'm slower by others..but I'm no longer sad animore. I noe I'll do juz fine..I'll graduate eventually..definitely..&lt;br /&gt;Well..events passed by..mi birthday..follow by Felicia's birthday..follow by Felicia gg to OB sabah..follow by mi chalet..hmm..oh well..chalet is realli fun..its realli enjoyment to mi. I actually purposely booked the chalet immediately 2 days after my exams. Not sure if others will be able to understand mi feelings..but that kind of studying very very hard for a period of time..den relax totally..that kind of feeling is realli great! Its like a complete distress. Well..ate alot of good foods during the chalet time..also enjoyed going out late..and stil not worry about being nagged by mi parents. Hee!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still working under the fragrance company..as fragrance associate..I suppose I wun be quitting the job unless i graduate frm poly..as I find this job working hours is flexible plus the good commision and good supervisor that dotes on me..and treats mi to lunch often. Well, recently I'm working for the fragrance promotion..realli terrible..target is so high..have to reach the target..sell and sell and sell..that's all I've been doing these daes..surviving on lunchboxes that contains overnite food... Haix. U muz be thinking hw boring my vacation is. Ya it is definitely boring. But do I have a choice?Between school fees and play..I think its rather obvious. I realli realli envy those hu does not have to work but still gets money. Its so unfair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-115851804674971594?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/115851804674971594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=115851804674971594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115851804674971594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115851804674971594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/09/updates-for-3mths.html' title='Updates for 3mths'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-115091044379792180</id><published>2006-06-21T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T10:20:43.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet:17 to 19 June</title><content type='html'>It seems quite a long time since I last blogged. But I have reasons for it. My holidays only got 2 weeks. Let mi explain to u mi schedule. aImmediately after mi paper, which is on 10 june, I went to perm mi hair.11 to 13june I went to work and sell fragrance. 14 June I stayed at home to do mi projects. 15 and 16 june I went back to tp for mi practicals which took up damn whole day. 17 to 19 june I went to chalet at downtown east. 20 june I did mi projects home and now..haha..juz came back home frm feli's houz..lolx...so now got abit of time..so faster write this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, so sian. Thot I cld meet up with Ms Rebecca Lee this week..in the end her schedule so tight..no time for mi...T.T...no choice lar..all her friends gettin married..Ms See getting married tmr.Den fri her another fren get married oso. So many of her friends getting married..which makes mi wonder when will be her turn. How I wish I will be able to sit in her wedding dinner..or perhaps be the overaged flower girl that throws the petals. Haha..Nvm, this time cnt meet up..juz hope that nxt time meet her is the time she invite mi to her wedding dinner..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chalet was realli fun..got to watch the midnite movie..garfield 2, and eat the Ding Tai Fung..so yummy..haha...the xiao long bao, wontan la mien and the egg fried rice..mi gosh! Sumore after that we even went to order the New York pizza buffalo chicken wings..God damn nice..though a little spicy..(Igggy must be throwing shoes at mi for tempting him..haha..) Second day at the chalet was not bad too...though i invited too many ppl over..which makes the room abit messy..but if u do look at mi friendster photos..u will thk its still okay...but when u are there..the noise level..u will cry..On top of which, the most terrible thin is they ate on the bed...and step on the bed with their feets unwashed, which made mi two poor classmates feel the itchiness when they slept on it at nite. Hmm..we oso went to cycle..Fiona, Yong ying and Ben skate..while mi and kaiwen cycle..poor ben fell on his butt quite alot of times..real OUCH.It was a very big fall. Kaiwen and I went for midnite cycling..which is quite cool..coz juz two of us to enjoy the breeze and the wind at around 4am in the morning..before which we were playing cards with jin loong, apple, huijun and jing guo. The last day we went to escape theme park..the place I shouted and screamed most..haha..the scary rides realli made mi sweat..Hee! Apple and I oso went to do pedicure..we were treated like princess coz we chose the royal package..lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the most disastrous part of the chalet was the budget problem. Coz the accomodation was really expensive coz its durin e peak season, plus the fact that not many stayed. I dun wana charge them more than 10 bucks coz i thot it was realli alot. The food was abit of problem..coz it was inadequate for the pizzas and kfc..some hu sae didnt want to eat the kfc end up eating..in the end i didnt get to eat any single piece..haix...hmm..the food oso didnt reaalli cover up..All that plus together..anione can describe mi status now.."BANKRUPT"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let's look on the bright side of life then. The chalet was good coz I managed to spend quite a lot of time with kaiwen..which I didnt managed to most of the time, coz I was either studying or working part-time. Having the chalet allows mi to have quite alot of individual moments with kaiwen..aniways, we just past 1year and 3 months anniversary.After all, I realli need a rest after all the taxing muggings of exams..chalet realli let mi enjoy quite a bit of relaxing moments..which realli makes mi feel better..I guess after the chalet, I'm all ready for a new term!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-115091044379792180?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/115091044379792180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=115091044379792180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115091044379792180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115091044379792180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/06/chalet17-to-19-june.html' title='Chalet:17 to 19 June'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-115004385247717722</id><published>2006-06-11T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T09:37:32.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revived blog.</title><content type='html'>So so so long nvr update mi blog le. My dear Jamulah was complaining to mi ydae. Think she missed mi too much. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Well, life's been good so far..everything is in order. Last semester I made an improvement in mi studies...at least i managed to climb up mi grades for some subjects. However sad to sae, haf to repeat one of the subjects coz i didnt managed to make it through. Its basic microbiology. Becoz of repeating of this subject, I may result in either graduating late, or otherwise getting school attachments, which is directly equals to free labour for sch. This makes mi realli sad..I was realli depressed when i knew that I haf to repeat this subject. But now, with this setback, I'm more determined to work harder and buck up in mi studies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm year 2 now..so haf to choose my subjects soon. I'm most likely going to take foodservice managment with food science. I will be joining the Singapore Junior chefs Association soon. I believe that with this hands on experience, I will be better able to apply to I learnt in school. Upon graduation, I will work under food industries, while I study private degree on food service management. Hopefully, I will be able to work in the restaurants as F&amp;B manager in the near future. This is my greatest wish now.&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I'm having my 2 weeks break...although is holiday but still have alot of work to do. But I'm stil working to support my daily expenses. No longer selling maggie mee...but selling fragrances. Hehe...life is still okay so far..currently I'm very very very obseessed with the vintage style and all the retro clothes..Think I'm realli crazy abt them. Lolx..Aniways, juz in case ppl are asking..I'm stil wif sotong..still living happily eva after............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To be continued.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-115004385247717722?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/115004385247717722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=115004385247717722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115004385247717722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/115004385247717722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/06/revived-blog.html' title='Revived blog.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-113773059419237095</id><published>2006-01-19T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:16:34.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally updated</title><content type='html'>Mood: Happy..&lt;br /&gt;*************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So long very update this blog already..I guess its dying...now got some time..faster cum and update. Life in poly isnt as simple as we thought it would be. Perhaps, its becoz I'm in the science stream..have to many stuffs to do..haf to spend six hours in the lab per week on top of those tiring long lectures and tutorials. I just got back all my results for the term test..I passed 4 subjects out of 7 subjects..I guess its better than the previous semester..coz last semester I passed 1 out of 5..sigh* Although i didnt pass all, but i guess i've made an improvement. My hard work finally paid off. It seems almost the same for every week..spend monday to friday in school..after a dae i will be home for revision and homework..saturdae i will go for work..sunday i will be at home to study or do projects..sumtimes if free..i will meet up wif mi dear sotong go city hall eat marche. But..hm...that was long time ago..the last marche was christmas eve wif mi felicia and sotong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***********************************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is so boring..wad i do everydae is reading at stuffs that i simply dun like..I just hope to get out of tp soon. I guess I'm better off working. At least I dun haf much pressure. Last semester I did badly..realli wonder if I'm the last position in the whole stream. Hmm.. i realli haf to do well in this sem..otherwise I will be lagging behind mi classmates. I feel realli depressed when they score higher than mi. Although I noe i shdnt feel that inferior, but i juz cnt stand it. As these thoughts bother my mind, I get more and more pressurized. If onli I can graduate faster...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I realli miz mi secondary school frens..although poly classmates are nt bad as well..but it seems that secondary school frens are better..how i hope there is a time-machine that brings mi back to the past..My memories with mi frens..mi dearest yee kien..ignatious..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;(Sorry..i always got no time for u...but hope u can understand..hehex..dear we going 1 year le..=p)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-113773059419237095?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/113773059419237095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=113773059419237095' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/113773059419237095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/113773059419237095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2006/01/finally-updated.html' title='Finally updated'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-113086650595542881</id><published>2005-11-01T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:45:32.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Etched into mi heart, his dim white memory.</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Unhappy..&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;It seems quite some time since i last blog. Todae i blog wif a bad news to share. This morning, i received an sms frm yee kien, she told mi tt mi sec sch mate, zhixiang passed away. It was realli shocking when i received this news. I realli dun believe it. He's onli 17. Not even past a century. He's gone just like tt. What i heard was, the blood vessel frm his brain burst. I realli couldn't accept this fact. He was just fine n lively during september, when i last saw him at the tchers' dae celebration. Its just 2 mths..n now he's gone. Everything is so sudden...everything is unpredictable. In mi memory, last year we were still working towards the O's..last year, he was stil chasing mi junior..last year, he was stil sitting behind mi talking to mi during chinese lesson.Its just 1 year..and now everything evolves as history.&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;Realli pondering todae..if i leave the world just like tt..would anione be sad for mi? Would anione weep for mi? The answer seems uncertain. Perhaps, those ppl hu hated mi so much would probably clap their hands and laugh. How about those who spent days of memories with mi?Would they shed any tear for mi absence in this living world? I'm realli afraid of death. Sae i'm timid or wad, I'm just me. I'm afraid of death. I fear of the dae i could no longer breathe. I fear of the dae i could no longer see mi family. I fear of the dae i could no longer walk and smile and live as per normal. I'm afraid i would lose all the memories i gathered for mi whole life. I'm realli afraid. Death, seems so near yet so far. If i die one one dae, would mi frens rmb mi? Would they juz shed a tear and after tt juz forget mi?&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;When i came to this world, i was crying, mi family and relatives were smiling. I hope, when i leave this world, mi i would be the one smiling and they would be the ones shedding tears. Life is fragile. But since we came to this world, we haf a mission to fulfill. We haf to live life to the fullest, treasuring each dae like the last. We cannot blame god for taking lives away. Because at the first place..we knew that when we come to this world there is definetly one dae we leave this place. This is juz an unfair loan frm god whereby god can take everything back anitime even though u do not want it. We smile, we laugh, we cry, these are just parts and parcels of life. Etched into mi heart, his dim white memory... ...&lt;br /&gt;**************&lt;br /&gt;These few weeks  quite good..to sae...mi sales although not very high..but stil not bad. That dae mi supervisor came back frm bangkok dinner and dance, she actually bought a bracelet for mi..hehex..so good..actually these few weeks after toking more often wif her..i find her actualli not bad..she just likes to nag alot tt's all. In terms of academic, i actually managed to pass all mi supapers...=) can move on to semester 2. With kaiwen getting even better..juz celebrated our 7 mths anniversary..tt dae just went to chalet wif him..its so fun. Its organised by mi class. Aniways, gota go now..tmr stil haf to work. I'll blog nxt time and tell more abt the chalet! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Will u rmb mi?Will u?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-113086650595542881?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/113086650595542881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=113086650595542881' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/113086650595542881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/113086650595542881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/11/etched-into-mi-heart-his-dim-white.html' title='Etched into mi heart, his dim white memory.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112858544251570927</id><published>2005-10-06T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T00:57:22.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Subpapers over</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: neutral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It seems quite some time eva since i last blog. The main reason is becoz i was busy wif exams. Yes..exams...subpapers. Haix. I guess this is the worse part about poly life. Anyway..mi results came out...it was realli bad. I failed 4 subjects..sounds scary huh? Nothing is more scary than u are just left wif one wk to study for the exams when u totally didnt touch the books for 3 weeks. Now that its finally over..i can get back to work. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The past few weeks haf been quite good..improving mi sales each dae. Feli even came over to work..she gave out flyers..den jianghan and ashraf also came to visit mi..=) Now that mi exams are finally over..i can get back to work..i'm not sure if i cld pass the subpapers...if i do not..i juz haf to repeat 1 semester..=( end of subpapers isit the end of the end of torture..or isit the begining of a whole sem of torture?I realli duno..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;(It seems like we haf nothing to tok about latey...what is happening?I'm sick and tired of starting the topics when u dun even make an effort to carry on the conversation.)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112858544251570927?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112858544251570927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112858544251570927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112858544251570927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112858544251570927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/10/subpapers-over.html' title='Subpapers over'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112740346292816829</id><published>2005-09-22T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T08:37:42.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Rest dae</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes : Happi...n tired...&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tis morning so dot..wan to slp but always got disruption..stupid de..mi 2nd sis blow hair at high speed..dumb...blow until so loud..den woke mi up...7+ in e morning lehx..T.T..den after a while i neeze and sneeze and sneeze..so jialat..so i shut all doors..even windows..den after a while..upstairs renovation lo..den worst still..got old newspaper man press the horn until so loud..!!!! Dot. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't even haf a gd sleep..so frustrating..so i got up..haf mi breakfast le..den go bombom..den sotong cum mi houz pei mi awhile..coz we after tt gg out..wait for the rain stop den we go..den we both went to cwp..shop for mi shoes..den we went to pastamania eat lunch..yumyum..after which we went to watch the sound of thunder..the show so fake de..tok abt time machine..den take the ppl back to prehistoric times...den they went back juz to play heroes to kill the dinosaurs..but during one of the expeditions someone killed a butterfly at the prehistoric times.So in the end cause the modern life major destructions..like plants grown all over the buildings..got apes..got humdity...worse still..fakest part is got dinorsaurs!-.-"... actualli the ppl not suppose to leave anithin at the prehistoric times or even kill ani plants or it will change alot of things..so dis show is all coz one small little butterfly tt caused mi to sit in the theatre watching them shooting the dinosaurs dead..how wonderful.&gt;.&lt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never mind lar..aniways is pei mi bao bei sotong mahx...hehex.Hm..these few daes i've been working..tt's y nvr blog le..very busy lar..i'm now under the luxasia company selling perfume..now selling the issay miyake, narciso rodriguez and jean paul gaultier at Ck tangs. This job although stil about promoting but stil got alot to learn..hmm..ya lo..muz jia you..sell more den i can earn more commission n incentives..haha.=p lolx..ydae got one ger..oso part timer..she same age as mi n she's frm ngee ann de..she's frm biomed..den she very de wad lo..kp speaking vulguar..den sae the ppl at poly retard de..den worse is when she tell mi she went to dis course and dis poly is juz coz of her bf..didnt noe got ppl so dumb..juz coz of bf dun wan go jc go poly..-.-''..aniways..juz cnt stand her ydae..den she kp tellin mi tt she v bored tell mi tok to her..lucky todae i off dae dun haf to face her..otherwise i'll go haywire. Tmr she go sell other brands le..thank god!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Actually sell this perfume u get to see alot of gays..not tt im crude..but realli got alot is..and juz one look u will understand very clearly tt they are not straight..haha..hm..duno if mi sotong cum n sell will bcum gay or not ne...&gt;.&lt;...bu gan kan!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;(Sotong..mi bao bei sotong...muz ren hor..juz one more wk den u finish ur exams le..duno if i wil haf mi subpapers or not...haix..but nvm..we both jiayou 2gether bahx!Hmm...deardear we 6 mths le..hehex..6 mths le..u kaena bullied for six mths le lehx..hope u haf no regrets..deardear i lub ya..muackx* mi sotong bao bei.)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112740346292816829?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112740346292816829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112740346292816829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112740346292816829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112740346292816829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-rest-dae.html' title='1st Rest dae'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112685768386564274</id><published>2005-09-16T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T01:01:23.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Worries</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: worried..&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoyed myself over the past few daes...and now the worry has come. Mi results would soon be released. I'm realli nervous. Or in a matter of fact, i'm worried sick. Ask mi if i had done mi best, of course i did. But doing the best doesn't mean one will pass with flying colours. In reality, not the hardworking ones will get it, but instead those that are clever. I do hate this fact..but i dun seem to haf any other choices to choose from. I always tell miself never to compare miself with others..since chinese there is a saying that goes"ren bi ren, qi si ren"..lolx. Although i never want to compare myself with the bright ones..but i always want to learn from them. I do not need their kind of flying colours. I believe everyone has their own set of flying colours. Each individuals are different. Flying colours is what i meant as limits, and exceeding this limit is what i refer to as doing the very very best. I do not know if i would do well, or should i sae, even if at the end of the dae i end up failing mi subjects..the process of working hard and striving towards the goal is most important. At the end of the dae, i haf no regrets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many people ask mi y i chose to be in this course. Or they would often ask mi y i would choose to travel so far. I always tell them i'm forced to. Its indeed this fact. I realli..never in mi life expected miself to land in this third choice of school and course. I always see myself as a business student..and never a science one. Worst still, talking about chemistry. I've totally no knowledge about this chemistry, never took this subject in secondary school life. Perhaps i would sae, i haf sum kinda fate with food..i guess. In sec 3 i chose food and nutrition instead of art. I guess from that moment on, god has already set mi destiny. In sec 1 and sec 2 i fell in love with cooking..i find the art of cooking amazing, working on each individual steps to come up with a dish, meticulously carrying out each step to garnish every parts of the dish...all these interests mi. In secondary 4, during the O's practical exams, i put in all mi efforts to prepare for the practical exam..the french cuisine...the project.My world seems to be about food and nutrition onli. At home, i would often bake cookies and make muffins..all becoz i realli enjoy baking. At times, i may feel realli tired..and find it a hassle to wash the dishes and clear up the mess after cooking, but i look at the smiles and the satisfying look of the people hu tried mi food..it seems to be a blessing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In school, i would often "hang out" with the food and nutrition tcher like ms joanna lee..ms loola..spent alot of time with them..always toking about fnn. Prevously choosing the school and course..never did i expect myself to be in this food science course. Never. Perhaps, i realli haf great affinity wif food, studying about food would let mi move into deeper understanding wif food? Perhaps. Maybe. In future, i hope that i would be able to realise the dream of setting up a restaurant. Now, i juz hope to pass this three year course, and of course with mi own set of flying colours. I didnt manage to get a distinction in secondary school. Perhaps one dae, when i get mi distinctions upon graduating in temasek poly, i would go back to evergreen and gif it to ms lee since i owe her one? Hehex..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life has been quite peaceful the past few daes. Been baking cookies lately. And yesterdae i went to work at the luxasia office. Its a part time job actually, doing the data entry. Its realli tiring, been typing from 10 to 5..the oni time i walk away or in fact moved mi eyes from the com is when i went to eat maggie mee..after tt i went straight back to work le....its a tiring job for mi eyes..realli...mi eyes so tired..hmm..went home for dinner..den eat finish dinner le ask mi sis to go down buy ice-cream..haha..bully her..lolx...hmm..den papa mama bought mi fave bing pi yue bing for us to eat...yumyum...so nicee....keke...hmm...den last nite we watch the korean show..the "tian guo de jie ti"...so wonderful...den after tt i orh orh le lo...until juz now 10+ den woke up...ltr mayb meeting mi sotong..yeahx..=p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lately i feel realli bad..hmm..kiong keep looking up for mi..he's been trying to date mi out..not realli date mi out..he juz want to date mi out to haf a chat..and he's often smsing mi..once i dun repy, he would ask mi y i dun reply his msg..i feel realli bad..feel realli guilty..haix. I duno how to tell him tt sotong not happi wif it..and i afraid tt he will not be happi wif it..or mayb in future he wun even kp in contact wif mi..haiz...now i realli very confused..feel like a sanwich..stucked in between..haiz..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;(sotong..i noe u very jealous...i dun wan to hurt u oso..i noe it wld be realli bad of mi if i go out wif kiong alone..sotong sorriex...but i realli duno wad to do...now u exams cuming le lo...u muz concentrate on ur studies ok? Gingerbreadger wun run away when u havin exams de..gingerbreadger will guai guai stay at home or wil pei u if u need mi..nxt time gingerbreadger will pei sotong and sotong papa and sotong mama go eat wu zhao pai...deardear..muackx..keke*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112685768386564274?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112685768386564274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112685768386564274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112685768386564274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112685768386564274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/09/worries.html' title='Worries'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112644065257322302</id><published>2005-09-11T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T05:10:52.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!!!</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: HAppi...&lt;br /&gt;******************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Very long nvr blog le lo...thk everyone is giving up on mi blog...haha...no longer feel like refreshing the page le...lolx. Realli haf to apologise...coz i've been realli busy...down wif alot of quizzes and i juz had mi exams. Hmm...so sorriex every0ne. Aniways..exams over le...terrible exams...thk i will fail a lot of subjects...guess i wil haf to do a lot of subpapers le...T.T...haix. Nvm..still dun wan to gif up...i muz jia you. ^.^...hehex...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So wad exactly happened over the past few wks..or in fact the previous mth ne? Wad i can sae is...life has been so great...so wonderful..hmm...ya lo..everything is fine wif sotong...even met sotong papa and mama..hehex...even ate dinner wif em..steamboat dinner...yumyum...ya lo...and bsides tt..last wk i went back to sch...back to evg...met all the tchers...so happi...even had a big hug wif Ms lee...kekex...watched quite a few movies before exams...like The maid...hm....charlie and the choc factory....hm...the island...all very nice...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Maybe wad i shd sae...wad i feel sad is tt one of mi best frens broke up wif her bf le bahx...felt realli sad when i got the news...coz i watched them grew from normal frens..to very close couples...rmb last time we used to run together after school..and even played catching wif her boifren and frens. Hmm...now they not together le...haix. If track back...i did put sum of mi efforts into this relationship..now they split le...i feel so sad for them. But nvm...believe all of us are stil frens...and if they got fate..they will still be together de. Studies is indeed more important..if this is the reason they broke up..den i thk this is the best choice for them. Wad i can sae is...all the best for them bahx...^.^..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So wad plans do i haf for this long vacation ne?Tmr gg to interview le...gona sell perfume..yeah! Besides tt...i will work hard for mi subpapers...and of course...prepare for mi next term subjects lo...already lacking behind...dun wana lose out animore...so i muz Kampateii!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;(Dear i noe u sick le...muz take gd care of urself k? Exams cuming le...nvm if we cnt celebrate our 6 mths anniversary...coz we still got 60 yrs anniversary or even more to celebrate..so hu cares abt dis 6 mths anni ne? Kekex...=p Bleahx!)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112644065257322302?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112644065257322302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112644065257322302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112644065257322302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112644065257322302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/09/vacation.html' title='Vacation!!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112169282349314254</id><published>2005-07-18T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T06:20:23.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of new term</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Monday blues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae realli dun wana wake up. Realli. Realli dun wanna wake up de. But no choice. Haf to accept this fact. I tell miself. Juz 2years plus...den all these will be done. Yes. So i woke up..den so angry early morning. Dumb sis. Stupid. Saw mi wake up den she went to shower. Made me wait for half an hour den she got out of the bathroom. Den meantime..nvm..i do all mi things slowly..wait for her to cum out. Den made mi more angry is mi mum. She bought 5 Siew mai...den she ask mi hw many i wan..den i c her face i noe wad she means le lar...i got fed up n juz sae 1 lar..understand wad she meant le lo. Evt like tt..mi big sis and i eat 1 each...mi second sis eat 3...win le lo. I haf nothing to sae. Den i oso dun wan to rebut back...save mi energy. Den after i came out frm shower..eat the pathetic siew mai of course not full..but i whole morning already in fury..so oso dun wan to eat animore. Den mi mum ask mi wan to eat the muffin or not..den i got fedup..juz sae dun wan..i VERY full already. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After tt..went to buy mi concession..den i went to the bus interchange wait for huijun den we took 168 to sch..den i duno y...i read mi notes until i fell aslp den forget wake up...aiyo...lucky got 1 good tp student woke us both up...hehex..den we got down the bus..wait for bus..got 1 student approach us asked us if we could lend her the shoes...coz lab requires students to wear covered shoes...so i sae okay lo...hmm...so i lent her...den went for mi CSAS lesson..todae lesson so packed..so many assignments to be due nxt few wks...so tiring. Hmm..den after tt huijun and i went to the lib to do turorials..hehex..after 3 hrs...gg start lesson den we hurry go buy something to eat...i ate cup noodles and 1 siew mai...ya lo..siew mai...i luv them...hmm...after 3 tutorials...i went home wif huijun le lo...hehex...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dear nxt wk u holi le hor...mi got packed lunch le hor? Hehex...deardear thanx hor...i miz u so much...ya...anniversary cuming le..i nvr forget...nvr forget the dae u asked mi the qn...dear i luv u...muack!)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112169282349314254?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112169282349314254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112169282349314254' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169282349314254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169282349314254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-1-of-new-term.html' title='Day 1 of new term'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112169181052905685</id><published>2005-07-17T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T06:04:14.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last dae of holiday</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Sad..down mood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae so sian...woke up late as usual...suppose to go jog wif feli n jh de...but den early morning raining mahx...so didnt go lo..so i slpt til 12+ like tt...so shuang...but den tmr muz start sch le...so mi mood kinda down again..haix...but whole dae very slack...hehex...hmm..noe tmr gona start sch le..so juz play mi last dae off bahx...after todae gona chiong hard le..realli hard. So i juz kept on watching tv throughout mi whole dae...hehex...so happi...but so sad lar...start sch...start sch...start sch....oh shut up. I hate sch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;(Dear i gona start mi sch le..means got less time for u le..one wk can oni meet one time oni...u dun cry hor...hehex....norty sotong...dun worriex lar..i wun anihw flirt de...will always haf u on mi mind de lar...deardear i lub ya!=x)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112169181052905685?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112169181052905685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112169181052905685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169181052905685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169181052905685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/last-dae-of-holiday.html' title='Last dae of holiday'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112169143294891154</id><published>2005-07-16T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T05:57:12.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks!!!!</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi..&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up around 11...kaiwen woke mi up de...hehex..but i noe mi dear wil be late..so i juz continue slping...enjoying mi lala land...haha...until 11:40 den i wake up...den to prepare den go downstairs meet him. Heheex...so i meet him le den we went to take the train to City hall..haha...city hall again lo...ya lo..we stole jianghan's favourite hangout. Lolx...hm...aniways...reach there le den we two tan chi gui wan go to food fest to eat...den reach there le...c the food so pathetic..we oso dun wan to eat...so kaiwen sae go to the marche eat..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reach marche le den we started eating...haha...so nice...we ate crayfish...hmm..so nice wif sambal on top of crayfish...den eat the crayfish so sweet and tender!!!! So nice...can smell where the crayfish came from lo....yumyum...den we eat stingray...wahx....got sambal on it as well...den we oso ate the rosti...wahx...so nice....got sour cream and bacon on top of the rosti...hmmm...den the potatoes they grate themselves de...imagine the smoothness of the texture of the potatoes!!!!!On top of that, we ate the soft shell crab..wahx the soft shell crab is deep fried in batter..den its crispy...so much so that u can swallow the whole shell of the crab..We oso ate the chicken breast meat in black pepper sauce...wahx u tht the chicken breast meat will be tough...but u r wrong...the breastmeat they roast it until so tender...wahx...hmm....it just feels like in heaven! Hmm...aniways...we drank the root beer...den coz we went to order the food so we left the table with our half drank root beer and the dishes that were eaten..den we placed the reserved sign on. Den we came back...see our root beer missing! Den i so sian diao...go and ask the waiter y mi root beer had gone missing..den u noe i debator mahx..so naturally when i speak, all mi sentences will turn into rebuttals like tt...den the waiter damn shocked...tht i scolding him mahx...faster sae he change another new one for us.  Hehex...hmm...tt waiter so ke lian lar...but hu told him hands itchy..go and clear mi plates..huai dan...hm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After eating mache...we went to the secret place together again...we watched the westside story..hehex...den after tt we walk walk around..den i accompany kaiwen to the shop to buy the necklace...its lord of the rings de...aniways. Duno wad is tt lar..didnt watch the show..aniways...after tt we went to watch the fireworks  at esplanade there...wahx...so nice lo....so many colours...so nice....so bright...hmm..i luv to watch fireworks.Hm..i once said..luv is like fireworks..its at the highest point, at the climax..but its short..and never everlasting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;(Dear..dun wan to gif u mi pic is coz i dun wan u to feel hurt in future..if we eva break up...den it would be very heartbreaking when u wan to forget mi...deleting each individual pic...it will be realli tormenting for u. Dun wan u to follow mi footsteps. Hmm..dear...sorriex...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112169143294891154?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112169143294891154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112169143294891154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169143294891154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112169143294891154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/fireworks.html' title='Fireworks!!!!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112143646810772697</id><published>2005-07-15T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T07:07:48.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zuo hei club</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up at 9+...so damn tired...but no choice..muz wake up lar. Gona choose mi CDS subjects. So many subjects i wanted cnt take..coz i stil in year 1 lo...realli liked those subjects...Broadcasting..!!! So fun!! Nvm...i promise miself i wil take them when i'm in year 2. Yeah! Aniways...i chose the Principles of entrepreneurship, pinciples of management, world issues and leadership and character. Realli no choice...others dun interest mi at all. U dun expect mi to take subjects like computer engineering, IT 2000. I will go nuts. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After choosing the subject, I decided to get online to do mi project. So i went online...but started chatting wif mi dear...and mi frens...looking at frenster. Haha...didnt do much. Got offline around 1+ to bom bom..get ready to go back evg. In the end..met iggy at 3+. We didnt enter the sch..coz we cnt enter through the small gate. So in the end we went to somewhere nearby with tables and chairs to sit and chat. Toking while waiting for Wendy and Jiang han to cum and get their things..gona pass wendy mi saree and Jianghan mi SS sec 4 txtbk. It was pouring realli heavily..hmm...so damn cold....realli fun chatting with all those juniors with iggy. Hmm...passed wendy the saree le den recall last yr this time i went to Little india with feli, jianghan, wendy, dom, peipei and kenneth. Hmm...ya lo...tt time was realli happi wif them...happily shopping for the indian costume for racial harmony dae. That time i was rather close wif kenneth...ya lo..a great pal hu showered mi wif care and concern...hmm...on racial harmony dae, i fell sick..realli sick...over 40 degrees...realli bad. So in the end i didnt wear the saree...even till todae. That time i was realli sick, Kenneth, feli and jh even sae they wan to cum to mi houz to visit mi...so touched then. Time realli flies..its been a year...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aniways..after chatting with juniors...mi and iggy took the bus to causeway point. We went to cavana to eat. Finally yeekien came...den we chatted for a while..den we went to take neoprint...hehex...so happi lo...Yeah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dear dun be so stressed..see u like tt i very xin tong....i luv u so much...been missing u all dae long..mi sotong deardear..wo ai ni...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112143646810772697?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112143646810772697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112143646810772697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112143646810772697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112143646810772697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/zuo-hei-club.html' title='Zuo hei club'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112134307374340960</id><published>2005-07-14T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T05:11:13.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packet lunch for sotong again</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Finally finished 21 blogs of writing....haha....so tiring. Hmmm...aniways...todae same thing...woke up at 8+...went to buy ingredients....gona cook meatballs spaghetti and Garlic prawns for kaiwen.(Iggy...rmb mi fnn pract garlic prawns? U ate em b4. Hw's the taste? Haha.) Yar..aniways...went to sp to find kaiwen bring him his packet lunch...hehex...todae we oni met for an hr...hmm...but gd enough...at least mi dear no nd er du zi.=p...so happi todae...tmr cnt cook for him le...got subject selection...hmm....wonder wad i shd choose....now i so tired...gona go watch tv and rest....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I noe mi cooking is horrible...especially the spaghetti....noe u rather not haf ani food...sorriex lar..wil try to improve de...okie? Dear i luv u so much...hope u dun bully mi hor...dun leave mi hao mahx...? Love u lots.....sotong...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112134307374340960?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112134307374340960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112134307374340960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134307374340960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134307374340960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/packet-lunch-for-sotong-again.html' title='Packet lunch for sotong again'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112134264835416321</id><published>2005-07-13T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T05:04:08.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Packet lunch for sotong</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: HAppi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up early morning...after waking kaiwen at 7:30...den i myself woke up at 8+...went to the supermarket to do sum shopping...gona buy ingredients to cook for kaiwen...hehex...kept kaiwen in suspense...dun wan let him noe...lolx...hmm....cooked the ginger rice...cooked the steamed egg...sichuan pork chop and the chicken kebeb for him...hehex....prepared for the whole morning...wanted to send to his sch and juz surprise him at his class door de...in the end i cook so slow..in the end..told him abt mi gg....den but still...i met him in his sch...den gaf him his lunch. Heehex...we ate together...hmm...mi too long nvr cook le..so bad lar...aniways..it was okay lar..so after tt i sat in the cafe and wait for him to off sch...den he sent mi back hm...hehex....so happi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;(Dear u so ke lian...no money left...dun wan u to er du zi...so i wan cook sumthin for u...hehex...noe mi food not nice...noe u rather eat gingerbreadger up...hehex...hmm..dun eat mi hor...dear i luv u so much...hope u dun get food poisoning...haha....muackx)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112134264835416321?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112134264835416321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112134264835416321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134264835416321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134264835416321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/packet-lunch-for-sotong.html' title='Packet lunch for sotong'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112134226453197924</id><published>2005-07-12T23:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:57:44.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 hrs of debate meeting</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae was realli tiring....went to sch early wif huijun...gona meet up wif the guys for the grp meeting...hmm....the guys were late....hmm...aniways....had a good grp meeting..after tt Huijun and i went to the recipes bk section...i wana borrow sum bks...hehex...gona cook for sotong...lolx...so after borrowing...we went to the Lt for the lecture...so happi....sit in middle of LT...yeahx! Lolx..Fiona sit beside mi...hmm...the lecture was soon over...after tt i went to the Mensa food court alone lar...eat the Spaghetti....the mushroom soup...very nice lo...hehex...also got nuggets...lolx....gona haf debate soon...hehex....meanwhile planning for wad to cook for sotong...keke* So happi....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae's debate i didnt speak...coz i was realli tired..oso muz gif others a chance to speak. Hmm...debate ended off quite late...wld sae realli...at 10...left sch....den reach wlds at around 11...hmm...so bad...so tired todae...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;(Dear todae didnt see u miz u again le..miz ya so much...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112134226453197924?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112134226453197924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112134226453197924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134226453197924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134226453197924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/4-hrs-of-debate-meeting.html' title='4 hrs of debate meeting'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112134168191537842</id><published>2005-07-11T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:48:01.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innitial D</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;Todae went back to sch for the PIPC enrichment...haha...i so bad lar...forget to wake up..missed the grp meeting...lolx....hmm..aniways....went to sch....lucky stil on time...had the enrichment...which was actually the pipc lac...chem lab in short....it was pretty cool. I paired up with Fiona..hehex...hmm...individual work...i accidently broke the flask...hehex...lucky tcher didnt tell mi pay...if not the tcher mux let mi pay by nets le...haha....hmm...after the enrichment i met up wif Kiong...we went to watch Innitial D. This boi hor..so bad...late lo...so bad de....go out wif ger also can late...hm..so we went in watch...he wanted to treat mi but i dun wan....so wierd. Hmm..so the movie was okay lar....nth much to sae. Hmm...Kiong and i juz walk walk around the place after tt...den he sae wan go Sembawang...so we went...walk walk awhile den cnt find the phone he wanted....so we decide to go home lo. First time go out wif Kiong...hmm..he's not a guy hu likes to tok much. In fact most of the time he kept quiet. That's his character bahx...i wld very much sae...which differs alot frm his bro..hu is noisy...very...hmm...last time when i liked him...realli wanted very much to go out wif him...and realli hope to see him....but nw....perhaps..i realli haf sum1 in mi mind...i dun feel mi heart race when i see him...&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;After parting wif Kiong..i went back to cwp...went to loiter around....wait for kaiwen to cum. Hmm..tt kaiwen got project..do so long de....hmm....wait for him in the lib...listen to music at lvl1..den i fell aslp..lolx....hmm...chatted awhile wif Jianghan..hehex...hmm...finally kaiwen came le...we went to the causeway point Yoshinoya to eat..so yummy..hehex....hmm...lolx...After the meal...kaiwen sent mi home....hehex...coz got parsar malam at mi houz there..den mi fave is TuTu kueh...den he so teng mi...buy for mi to eat...yeah! Tutu kueh....yumyum...&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;(Thanx dear...noe u so dote on mi...so blessed to haf u by mi side....hehex....hao xiang ni..)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112134168191537842?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112134168191537842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112134168191537842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134168191537842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134168191537842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/innitial-d.html' title='Innitial D'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112134089291847673</id><published>2005-07-10T23:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:34:52.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk a Jog</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi....tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae was tiring....woke up early in the morning at 4....sian. Sch got event...haf to reach clark Quay at 7....sian...got the Walk a jog with the nation president. Hmm..aniways...Huijun and I went on board...blur blur de...coz both of us first time so early wake up...4 lehx..dotx. Hmm...aniways..the walk a jog finished very fast...2km oni mahx...hehex...had a fun time chattin wif mi class mates...Tok to Stef...tok to Yong ying..tok to wan er...hehex...hmm...after the event...i called mi sotong...it was around 8+...i told him i at Outram Park..its juz one stop away frm his houz at Tiong Bahru. Den this sotong still orh orh mahx...den i tok to him he oso gong gong de...so huai dan...tell him wake up den he stil slping...hmm...in the end i reach Tiong bahru le he stil slping...den i haf to wait for him at the station. Hmm...huai dan sotong...so finally see the sotong le..haha...sotong juz wake up..wear the very home clothes...the very act cute sylvester tee...lolx...den his hair oso stand up...coz he juz woke up...lolx...hmm...after tt kaiwen and i went to Burger King to haf breakfast...so nice the breakfast...egg crossiant..yumyum..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After tt kaiwen and i went to popular to buy his project stuffs...den met his fren...so paisei...hm...aniways...after tt we went to take bus to kaiwen's houz..met his frens again...dotx...hmm...aniways...reach his houz le den kaiwen open the door...den i gong gong stand at his door...he didnt pull mi in...hmm...den his dad tell mi go in...dis time btr le..i now hw to sae "Uncle" and "orh" le...haha....dotx...kaiwen's mama went msia again...so left kaiwen's dad le....kaiwen and i settled down...after a while kaiwen's dad went out..den we started doing project...help him do his paintings that he will nd for video filming...so ma fan...do until i so tired...sumore got nth to eat..hmm..after a while ...jh called...den we started chatting...hehex...hmm...second time cum kaiwen's houz...the houz stil as small...lolx...oops.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dear i hope u wil finish ur project soon...den we can enjoy...mi holi i noe will pass very fast de...but nvm...we haf lots of time to spend together in future....=p)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112134089291847673?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112134089291847673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112134089291847673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134089291847673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112134089291847673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/walk-jog.html' title='Walk a Jog'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133981646219110</id><published>2005-07-09T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:16:56.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret + secret.</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...hehex...&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae i woke up realli late..haha...was supposed to go out early wif sotong de..den i slp til so late...aniways..kaiwen and i went to city hall...tt sotong late...hm! Aniways...we went to our secret place to watch "My fair lady"..so nice..hehex....sit at the place...hmm....hehex...den after tt we went to eat kfc...yumyum....den went to another secret place...hehex...after tt as walking to mrt station..i bought a watch...kaiwen too....hehex...so happi...after which he sent mi home..so happi...hehex...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;(Hehexx....dear..i so happi....although todae is a very short dae..but haf u by mi side...i happi enough le...i realli luv u alot...dun eva wan to leave u....)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133981646219110?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133981646219110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133981646219110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133981646219110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133981646219110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/secret-secret.html' title='Secret + secret.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133954826455513</id><published>2005-07-08T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:12:28.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 daes review: Term test wk</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae very tired....but very happi...term tests finally over le...can relac abit le...haha!!! Hmm...aniways...i thk i flung chem tests lar..the pipc and obc...the hap oso....the oni subjects i can pass shd b maths, sfp and csas bahx..haix...this term test realli bad...muz realli buck up in the holi and study le..realli mux....hm..aniways...todae after the sfp test....went to imm. So happi...went on board for mi tampiness bus stop...kaena the bus driver cheated. He tell mi 45min can reach...after 1 hr i stil at bukit panjang...sian diao....cnt stand it...so i juz got down the bus and took the 160 to jurong interchange. Hmm...reached there le...den went to find Anna and June lo..hmm...waiting for Anna to cum..den went to June there wan tok to her..den the stupid durian guy(New one) disturb mi lo. Sian. Hmm...aniways...started toking to Anna and june..den we went to level 2 food court eat...hehex..so happi....hmm..met Kiong also..passed him the bdae presents for him n his bro...hehex...den after a while sotong came and fetch mi. We started shopping or shd i sae its mi oni...hehex...started buying things...accessories...haha...so happi...hmm...den we went back to cwp...kaiwen and i went to watch the Fantastic 4...very nice movie...den after tt as usual sotong sent mi home....so happi...hehex..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dear now i holi le....got time for u le..i realli missed u so much the past few daes. Feel realli tired during the test daes...stayed in sch til 9+ to study...stay at 8th storey study til the security chase mi out....realli miz u so much...dear i luv u....)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133954826455513?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133954826455513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133954826455513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133954826455513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133954826455513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/5-daes-review-term-test-wk.html' title='5 daes review: Term test wk'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133891326030068</id><published>2005-07-03T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T04:01:53.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 daes review</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Stressed again...still sick...&lt;br /&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After mi bdae...its realli time to get down to serious work. Haf to mug realli hard le...realli ought to. Thurdae and fri was normal...had mi usual lessons and practicals..Saturdae started studying and todae as well...tmr start test le...haix....realli bad...felt like i duno everything...sumore i stil sick..and its making it worse...terrible i wld sae. Hmm...yar...todae i studied too much tt i started vomitting juz now...realli bad...haix....tmr is pipc test le...haix....6 tests in a row...haix....hope it will pass soon...i'm realli tired of all these. Studies make mi mad...realli mad...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************&lt;br /&gt;(Noe i always make u worriex alot...sorriex dear...i miz u so much....we not gona meet till fri...i guess our walls at home gona turn red le bahx...i miz u so much....)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133891326030068?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133891326030068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133891326030068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133891326030068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133891326030068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/07/4-daes-review.html' title='4 daes review'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133851459584610</id><published>2005-06-29T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:55:14.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Winnie 17!</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi and happi and happi...&lt;br /&gt;**************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae felt realli happi...went for lunch wif huijun fiona and retina...had mi fishball noodle again...but stil feeling happi...hehex..its mi bdae mahx...so naturally i'm happi lo. Heehex...hmm... though i stil sick...but i stil feel very excited. Finally..met kaiwen at the Tampiness there. He came frm Sp to fetch mi. So happi...den i wan to go bank to settle mi posb book. Den it was realli frustrating. The service was damn slow. I was lining up and waiting for the inefficient service of the tampiness DBS bank. Dumb. I got paranoid and juz asked one staff. He told mi i shd go upstairs for the changing of book. I went upstairs. Ok lo...win already. The security guard tell mi its closed. The lousiest and most inefficient bank i've eva been to. Slow. Damn SLOW. Realli got on mi nerves. And i thk they tht i'm juz a teenager and wldnt haf much to deposit. So they didnt attend to mi. C other older ppl they juz walk there and ask them if they need help. Am i invisible?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aniways..kaiwen and i went back to cwp...we wanted to eat swensens..so we ordered..and started eating..the food was realli nice...hehex...especially the potatoes...kaiwen had the chicken mixed peppers...while i had mi salmon....omg...so nice...eating the potatoes u can juz smell the place it was born...the countryside smelling potatoes...so nice...hmm...!!!! Aniways...felicia actualli planned to go mi houz to surprise mi. But it was kinda spoilt coz mi dad and mum told mi feli wans to cum to mi houz. Den the sotong oso cnt keep his mouth shut...told mi abt the surprise. HAah...aniways...called feli to cum over to cwp. Hehex...den feli brought alot of presents for mi...so happi....felt like a 7 yr old...hehex...hmm..so we started eating...feli ordered the apple crumble and the salad...lolx..after a while...Jianghan came...and ordered fries....so happi...got mi close friends and mi dear celebrate wif mi. Although its kinda spoilt surprise...but its realli good to haf them by mi side. And all those ppl hu called mi to wish mi happi bdae...hehex...Thanx to Yee kien, Ellen, Huijun, Feli's mother,Leong, Kiong, Jianghan, Feli, Anna..and of course mi dear! Hehex...17 yrs of living..so blessed wif all these ppl and mi family members by mi side...Thanx for all the gifts as well..especially frm feli and jianghan, feli's aunt, feli's mum...and mi dear..and mi big sis..and mi mum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;(Dear..thanx for ur piglet and pooh...will hug them tight tight every night de...noe u realli saved alot these few wks to prepare for mi bdae..thanx dear...realli thanx...realli blessed to haf u by mi side....juz 8 more years to go...realli hope that we will be together till we die...dear i luv u...muack!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133851459584610?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133851459584610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133851459584610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133851459584610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133851459584610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/winnie-17.html' title='Winnie 17!'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133723597664658</id><published>2005-06-28T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:33:55.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Still sick</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Sick...&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae feel very sick...didnt wan to cum to sch de...but den thk abt mi tests gona cum soon...so dragged mi feet to sch lo...kp eating pills todae..had lunch wif Huijun todae...we went to the Business canteen to eat the fishball noodle...wad can sick ppl eat...haix...so sian lar...aniways...after the meal we went for the practical...den 3 hrs lecture...after tt went back  home rest le...tmr mi bdae...i stil sick...always like tt...every year b4 mi bdae i always sick...its like a curse..staying wif mi...haix....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;(Very interested to noe wad u haf in line for mi bdae...hehex...deardear..i miz u so much...bleahx!)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133723597664658?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133723597664658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133723597664658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133723597664658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133723597664658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/still-sick.html' title='Still sick'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133687182669309</id><published>2005-06-27T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:27:51.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick again</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;**********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae was realli wonderful. The best presentation i've eva took part in. Todae mi grp and i presented the demonstration skills for CSAS in class. It was realli comical. The guys were funniex as well...they were willingly to do things that are stupid..haha...realli funnie skit. Lolx..Aniways...todae brought mi daddy motor helmet to sch...den in the end spoilt his helmet...so paisei...hmm...feeling realli sick todae..so met mama at 325 there...wan her bring mi to see doc...very jialat lar...flu and sore throat..den i oso feel very weak....haix..lucky got pills..hmm...after that i went hm bombom le ....so tired...gona orh orh soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dear i feel so sick...duno y after we together i always sick....too dependant on u le...wan u to take care of mi...den i miself get sick...dear...i luv u so much....)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133687182669309?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133687182669309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133687182669309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133687182669309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133687182669309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/sick-again.html' title='Sick again'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133640819074919</id><published>2005-06-26T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:37:39.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week summary</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Neutral&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This wk passed realli fast..faster den i tht i wld b....Mon i had mi individual presentation for Communications skills..i thk i didnt realli do well...coz i kinda stuttered during the presentation...but overall was okay...no big pauses in the middle. Pipc quiz as usual...surprise quiz...sigh* Tuesday, wednesday and thursdae i had alot of homework to be done...rushing and rushing...oso haf to prepare for the script for the demonstration skills for Communication skills presentation....haf to make the script well...interesting...hopefully 4 yrs of drama will be assist in mi...hmm...Tuesday kaiwen and i went to watch the show " Alot like love". It was a very nice show..kinda lame..but nice...hmm..wednesday was a special dae for Soon Leong, Soon Kiong and Huijun. Its their BDAE!!! Hehex...hmm...yar...wished them happi bdae. Called Leong and wished him happi bdae...den tell him pass the phone to kiong...hehex...had a long chat wif him...den Leong asked mi whether i cld go out for karaoke..hehex..hmm..sat was normal...went back to sch for the debate. Hmm...sch invited ppl frm the Serawak over here to debate...mi sch senior team won...hehex...so happi.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae went out to study wif sotong...hehex...we were at the Jurong east shopping centre there. Sit there...study mi SFP...cannot concentrate lehx..mi flu cuming...very bad lo...haix...den after tt kaiwen and i went to meet Anna and June. We wan to go to the vegetarian Auntie houz eat. All was okay...till we reached her houz. Saw so many ppl in black and white. After a while...they started toking to us about buddhism..den abt their "teacher"...so many things..after a while..we realised wad all this was abt. They wan us to join their buddhist club..wan us to b vegetarians..sian...very dotz lar...but in the end we turned down the offer lo...so scary...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;(Sorriex dear..make u cum to such an embarrasing place wif mi..shdnt haf brought u along de..very sorriex...paisei dear..)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133640819074919?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133640819074919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133640819074919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133640819074919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133640819074919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/1-week-summary.html' title='1 week summary'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133533554268830</id><published>2005-06-19T22:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T03:02:15.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret place</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi....tired..&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Duno if its a good choice to go out on sundaes.....realli feel very tired...after 1 dae of walking...but its all worth it wif kaiwen...hmm...we went to city hall todae...juz walk walk...hehex...to our secret hangout...shh....cnt let Jianghan and felicia noe...haha.....lolx...tmr stil haf sch. I dread gg to sch...if sum1 wans to clone ...pls clone mi....pls...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Can i eat u?Yummy....)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133533554268830?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133533554268830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133533554268830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133533554268830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133533554268830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/secret-place.html' title='Secret place'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133508028290693</id><published>2005-06-18T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:58:00.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Studytime</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Set a rule wif kaiwen le...we decided  to go out on sundaes after we finished our studying on fri and sat..guess that shd be the way...muz mug hard..den go out play. Hehex...todae started mi revision...den oso started doing mi hmwk...its a pretty short dae actually...After a dae's work...realli feeling very exhausted...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah!Tmr can meet le...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133508028290693?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133508028290693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133508028290693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133508028290693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133508028290693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/studytime.html' title='Studytime'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133462230239533</id><published>2005-06-17T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:50:22.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EVG visit</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae got mi HAP and SFP lab til 3...den i went back to evg and get books frm MS Joanna Lee...hehex...now sec sch got security counters le..so diff to get in lo...so dotz...i stumbled when the security asked mi purpose of gg...den he sae" Get cert isit? " Den i juz nodd mi head...haha...nxt time go back evg juz sae get cert can le...hmm...guess i wld be graduating every yr bahx..haha...coz nxt yr..or nxt nxt yr....i will stil use the same reason de. Hehex...lolx..aniways..i got a big pile of books and notes frm Ms Lee...realli muz sae a big thanx...hmm...thk the security guard see mi take so many bks..he thk i steal frm the lib...haha...but the fact is...tp got 11 storeyes lib..wad for i steal the 1 storeyed lib? Opps. Sorry. Hehex...=p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hope mi sotong dun eva leave mi...realli hope so...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133462230239533?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133462230239533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133462230239533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133462230239533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133462230239533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/evg-visit.html' title='EVG visit'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133424884278746</id><published>2005-06-16T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:44:08.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr and Mrs smith</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Happi...&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up...feeling realli tired...todae there is maths and HAP quiz...haix...realli tired after studying..went to sch as usual wif Huijun...the maths and HAP quizzes were screwed up...muz reaali revise them le...realli muz...aniways..after i reached cwp...i met up wif kaiwen...we went to watch the MR and MRS Smith. It was a very nice show...the female lead's figure...i wld sae is perfect...so pretty....and so nice...the story was funnie as well....realli cool...hehex...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;(Although we can oni meet for a while oni...but i feel happi le..dear i miz u...realli miz...realli luv u.....muack!)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133424884278746?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133424884278746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133424884278746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133424884278746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133424884278746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-and-mrs-smith.html' title='Mr and Mrs smith'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133381181323575</id><published>2005-06-15T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:36:51.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Failed again</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Demoralised..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae's OBC quiz didnt made mi feel btr. I felt worse. I noe i gona fail this. I noe i always did. I'm not going to wait for the miracle potion to drop frm the sky. No longer going to. I juz haf to buck up. I realli muz...haix....Todae's maths was terrible as well...realli bad..haf yet to figure out the exponential and logarithm...and i failed the quiz badly...haix....when will i eva pass?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( Feel so happi....tomorrow can meet u le...finally tmr can meet again...hehex....miz u so much!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133381181323575?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133381181323575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133381181323575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133381181323575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133381181323575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/failed-again.html' title='Failed again'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133326030757821</id><published>2005-06-14T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:30:12.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long dae</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;**********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It was a long and tiring dae as usual. Tuesdae. Wad do u expect? Lessons til 6..reach home 7+. Sigh* The last lesson was tortuing. The last lesson was the organic chem...the tcher i realli hate him...always drag the lesson...den sumore i realli cnt understand wad he toking...mi frens oso cnt...haix. Its even terrible siting in the master LT. Seeing his face..and cnt even utter a word out. For a simple reason. He chases students hu juz speak a word or so. Even if the students are making clarifications abt the subject...he wun care. He wun even ask the reason. Aniways....todae's lab was bad...in fact its nvr been good. They always haf post lab quiz. No matter hw much effort i put in revising the facts..or hw attentive i've been in class. I wun be able to do well in the quiz. Haix. Realli hope there is a miracle pill or potion in this world that i can eat to improve in mi chem. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;******&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Stressed and tired...sorry to neglect u....i will be busy these daes...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133326030757821?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133326030757821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133326030757821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133326030757821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133326030757821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/long-dae.html' title='Long dae'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133265547048939</id><published>2005-06-13T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:29:26.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprises are not always good.=(</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Stressed..tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This morning woke up as usual..feeling tired..Hmm...kinda crappy todae...the school duno y...so bian tai...always like to gif surprise quizzes...haiz..at first oni sae gt pipc test...in the end got SFP also....sian...haix...thk i not gona do well...past few daes didnt study much...haix...Realli duno if i can pass frm first year or not...juz 2 more wks will be mi tests le lehx...wad shd i do...mi chemistry is poor...let alone mi maths...i felt like the dumbest in the class..bet nobody will disagree..haix...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;************&lt;br /&gt;(I miz mi sotong....hehex...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133265547048939?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133265547048939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133265547048939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133265547048939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133265547048939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/surprises-are-not-always-good.html' title='Surprises are not always good.=('/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-112133184479931789</id><published>2005-06-12T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T02:28:34.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indoor dae</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;***************************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After one day of scary nightmare...finally over le. I promise miself i wun eva land miself into such a scary state. I promise. Todae woke up realli late...hehex...but realli got down to serious work le lar. Realli muz..gona haf tests soon...so aniways..i started doing mi hmwk..and started reading sum stuffs...hopefully they wil cum to use for mi tests...haix...hope to grad soon...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********&lt;br /&gt;(Miz mi sotong again..duno y...juz a few hrs didnt c get so sticky again...feel so dumb...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-112133184479931789?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/112133184479931789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=112133184479931789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133184479931789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/112133184479931789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/indoor-dae.html' title='Indoor dae'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-111899318066310961</id><published>2005-06-11T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T01:56:37.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued.</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: scared..&lt;br /&gt;*****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up quite early..around 7+..haf to go for the debates orientation..coz huijun didnt join debate..so i went to tp alone..haix..board the bus..den reach sch around 10..den went to the design block. Oh..haf a hard time finding the place..no choice lar..sch too big...den everywhere looks the same...den i oso haven explored the sch..so anihw walk anihw find..hehex..hmm..finally find the Lecture rm..so went inside. Of course i was alone...but got other ppl also alone..hehex. Hmm...so i juz sat down...den got a ger cum n sit bside mi..she is quite friendly oso..she's called Wander..she is one of the debate senior's sister. Hmm..ya lor..she's cute as well..very friendly..so we watched the sitcom Friends while waiting for others to arrive..we did some self intro..den i saw so many ppl frm Law or business de..Applied sci oni got mi and mi and its oni mi. Lolx..aniways..we played some games..den we were splitted into grps.&lt;br /&gt;*************************&lt;br /&gt;Mi grp is called Hitler...dun ask mi hu named it...its not mi..aniways..we had a senior with us..she's casper...hehex...hm...so all the grps after tt went to haf lunch.Its kinda bad..coz i accidently ate beef...so i haf no choice..but to throw away the food, den got another vegetarian food. Got one ger in mi grp..she was frm CHIJ Toa payoh..den of course she's those kinda very "gers' sch" character..she's not very friendly towards mi..and kp on bombarding mi with qns of mi past debate experiences...which was crap...thk she didnt realli like mi bahx...lolx..Aniways, after the lunch we had our briefing. Den we started the Amazing race. Hehe..at first i was very slack...dun feel like taking part as a grp...feel so sian...den after tt suddenly i realise mi purpose of coming into this debate workshop. I want to know all in the club. I want to outshine everyone. I must. I haf to get into debate team. So...upon thinking..i started being enthu abt every stations in the game. In order to win the amazing race we haf to be very fast..coz there are 9 other grps. So i started running very fast..even faster than others. Others were saeing behind mi back..asking whether i took part in marathon. Hehex...so happi..hmm...though didnt win in the end...we got second...but gd enough. After the race we were tired...so we started our indoor games...halfway through i had to leave...coz i had sumthin on...sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dun feel like typing on. But oh well. Forget it. YAr. So leaving the greenery pastures of Temasek polytechnic, I went to Tampiness interchange to meet sotong. Sotong so gd...cum fetch mi. Hmm..but he go motive de. So he sent mi back home to change..to wash up. So coz first time mting his dad mahx...so muz da ban abit...so in the end we were sorta late. Guess where were we? Kaiwen's relative getting married..so kaiwen brought mi there. Dotz. Reach the hotel le..so nervy...damn nervy...felt like a block of frozen ice moving abt. Really not exaggerating...i was realli nervous. The moment came. Once I saw him, after forcing the word "Uncle" out, i juz cldnt sae other words. 17 years of english vocabulary words didnt seem to appear in mi mind. Mi brain was juz completely shut off. I juz sat there like a vase. Not even able sae other things. Sigh* A whole table of ppl whom i duno..all kaiwen's relatives. All his dad's frens. The seafood family. All setting eyes on mi. That moment, I realli felt like an exhibition product.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lucky Kaiwen saw tt i wasnt feeling right...first time see mi sit until so straight...den he bring mi sit on the nxt table wif his cousins and some of his aunties hu didnt spoke much. Phew. I felt better. Realli alot better. So it was good..hmm...food was realli wonderful. Very yummy!!!! But the dinner was rather fast..the waiters took the plate away b4 we cld finish. Den the sotong nt full lo...he was whispering to mi..saeing it wld be better if there's rice. Awhile ltr..his dad frm the other table stood up..ask our table if we wan rice...Haha....Like father like son...Fan tong...lolx. Opps. Yar..Hehe...halfway through..the bride and the bridegroom took pic with all the table ppl...when they came to us this table..i was feeling realli awkard..duno y i here...lolx. Hmm...den his dad so bad...while i was walking to the position for phototaking..his dad used his hp to take mi pic. Dotz....Hehex...even kaiwen's dad got mi pic on his hp...kaiwen dun haf..haha!!!Lolx...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;********&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Throughtout the middle of the meal..Feli called mi..told mi her dad oso here..haha...so much of a coincidence. Lolx...Hmm...yar..so aniways..in the end didnt get to c her dad. After the meal, Kaiwen's dad sent mi home..sat in the car..kaiwen sat beside mi..den i lean on his shoulders...den went to lala land...zzZZZzzz....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;(Aiyo..although ur dad also frm seafood family..but i stil so scared..so nervy...noe i very ugly..throw ur face le lar...sorri...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-111899318066310961?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/111899318066310961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=111899318066310961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/111899318066310961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/111899318066310961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/continued.html' title='Continued.'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10856663.post-111840996438257106</id><published>2005-06-10T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T06:26:04.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rush hour</title><content type='html'>Mood report saes: Neutral but tired.&lt;br /&gt;****************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Todae woke up at 9:22...mi first reaction was, "Shit". I was supposed to wake up at 8...but since its 9+..so no choice le..juz haf to rush everythin..so i left home at 10...den went all the way to orchard. Its kinda stupid..coz i forgot hw to go to wheel lock place...too long nvr go colgate company le. Kinda lost there..feel so stupid..singaporean..sumore so old le stil duno mi way there. So i kp walking in circles..duno mi way...den abt to jaywalk..den see alot of traffic police...guiding all the ministers and ambassadors lo..sian diao...wait there like stupid..den in the end big traffic again..so went back mi way. Finally after long racking..found the place..saw mi boss..got mi commission..den after tt rushed back to orchard mrt station. Reached there at 11:15..but missed the train..so waited another 6 minutes. Felt so scared...haf to b in sch by 12. Haix...reached Bedok le..juz left wif 10 minutes to reach sch..so i took a taxi..which cost mi $5..den rushed to Applied science block..saw mi clazmates..den i tht i'm settled down for the SFP lab..den realise d its juz the beginning..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*********************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was the second last ger in claz..den i paired up wif the last ger in claz..so we were sitting at the very corner bench...left wif tiny workspace..sounds stupid rite? TP so big..gt so many facilities..yet the lab table workspace for last table is so small. Nvm...forget it..so Yong ying and i tht it was nth..realised that our equipments oni a little bit...dun haf alot of things..and we felt so stupid..coz we haf to wait for others to use finish theirs den we can borrow. So in the end..fine lo..we were the last grp..we didnt mind..nt at all..not til the tcher cum and sae " Hurry up...u are the last grp"..den we told her abt the lack of equipments..sae alot of things we haf to wait for others to use finish..den sumore our workspace very limited. Den all she sae was, as a mentor of tp, hu was supposed to b responsible, and attentive to the individual needs, she said, " Juz hurry up." K lo..our fees $1000 over ..tell mi dis kinda things. I paid so much money to get this kinda things. Fed up...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;****************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aniways..after that Huijunand i went to the business blk to get mi sanwich...didnt haf much time to spare..rushing there...den waited for tt wonderful mushroom omelete sanwich..so yummy...so nice..such a perfect combi with the lemonade frm the vending machine...the sanwich warms the stomach...den when drinking the lemonade..juz feel so cool...helps mi food to digest btr...and not let them stay down in mi stomach..causing mi stomach to be bloated..its so nice..yumyum...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After tt we rushed to get our ez link cards...den we were rushing through so many blks..den back to the lib...den rushed to the long pathway of the engineering blk...to the convention centre..finally! NE forum...tired...finally..after 1hr of listening..ended le..den I went home alone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;************&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the bus was kinda bad...coz i was slping..den at first was a middle-aged woman sitting beside..den i didnt cared much...was slping..happily...den along the journey..i felt that the person's arms kept touching mi arms.i was wearing a sleveless tee...hmm..at first i tht it was nth...but so many times..den the person was sitting so close.When i opened mi eyes..to mi astonishment i realised it was a guy! Wad the...sian..den the guy was looking at mi..den i juz woke up also blur blur de..sianx...hmm..after tt...faster got down the bus..den faster went home lo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*****&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Haix..realli duno wad to sae..i'm juz tired...realli tired...and stressed...juz hope dis 3 yrs wil end soon...hw i hope dis nightmare wil end soon...hmm..dear..are u sick of mi? If u are..den juz leave mi..i dun mind...)&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10856663-111840996438257106?l=winniexie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/feeds/111840996438257106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10856663&amp;postID=111840996438257106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/111840996438257106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10856663/posts/default/111840996438257106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://winniexie.blogspot.com/2005/06/rush-hour.html' title='Rush hour'/><author><name>gingerbreadger</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02164635963875145807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
