<?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-6259448570279938048</id><updated>2011-07-31T13:19:21.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly me to the moon</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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>53</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-3455489994879676448</id><published>2011-05-03T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T02:07:55.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>black swan events (they are very real)</title><content type='html'>i think it's time to update this space after 2 years of it sitting in the dust. These days, i find my memory failing me. I don't know if it's because i chose to block them out (like a filter) like what wj says. Reading the past only made me realized that i've grown up a little (just a little) over the years. and so i would like to believe that i am a stronger person today because i have been a lost soul for the past couple of months. i guess there were some things that were bothering me more than i realized. i think generally there's no right or wrong about being a person, being yourself. but the first step is to fully accept and love yourself. i could not do that for quite some time. there is no exaggeration up to this point when i said i've considered myself unworthy of the world. the problem with being absorbed in the self indulgence state of feeling lost is that eventually the day will come, and you find yourself lost for real. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm not going into details about how i've progressed from that state. it's a healing process and it takes months or even years. since i'm free these couple of months, i shall reminisce about the days in Europe (with pictures!) soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-3455489994879676448?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/3455489994879676448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=3455489994879676448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3455489994879676448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3455489994879676448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-swan-events-they-are-very-real.html' title='black swan events (they are very real)'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-1596239594895648550</id><published>2009-06-23T00:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:16:32.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amused</title><content type='html'>Lying on my bed right now and it came to me almost unexpectedly. staring into space... i hardly had the time to ponder about how fast life is moving by. gone were the days where i stare into the same walls having completely different sets of worries. gone were the days where waking up every morning and having breakfast in the canteen with the colourful sets of benches. gone were the days where i used to be on the field. gone were the days where i used to spend hours playing music. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i know that i'm still the same person. only scarred by the ticking seconds on the clock.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1596239594895648550?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1596239594895648550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1596239594895648550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1596239594895648550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1596239594895648550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2009/06/amused.html' title='amused'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-8102230553878617320</id><published>2009-03-09T22:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:09:38.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy days make me happy</title><content type='html'>I was just walking to school this morning. And i've decided, why fight all those challenges that comes along the way, why not love it. And with this new perception, i develop a new revelation about school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8102230553878617320?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8102230553878617320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8102230553878617320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8102230553878617320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8102230553878617320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2009/03/rainy-days-makes-me-happy.html' title='Rainy days make me happy'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-6439985852656650474</id><published>2009-01-26T11:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T12:33:42.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>across the universe</title><content type='html'>i can't remember the last time i ever blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't matter now. it's new year chu yi but yet i'm at home watching tv, going through the normal routine of monday (i get mondays off) except that i can't mug for company law because i left my book in school (sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a love-hate relationship with the cny goodies. i love eating the ba kwas as well as ferrero rochers, but i hate them cuz i can't stop eating them! and i am feeling a sore throat coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go play touch (or so i planned) on sat but when i saw them play, i suddenly felt ashame of myself. i can no longer climb a flight of stairs without panting, let alone run 30m of the field to and fro! well, i didn't have to feel that agonizing feeling for long as the gate was locked! i don't know if i was secretly glad that way, but i wasn't disappointed. because i feel that i'm only letting myself down if i play that lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in these two or so more months, i did an internship at sicec. i went to hong kong. and school started before i barely had a good break. i have a little regret that i didn't get to go to bali. but i don't know when i ever will. hong kong was, well... not as fun as it was suppose to be. C broke up with N before the trip. that left N with us, during the trip. i do have to admit, that i was pretty surprised and shocked. afterall, C was the one who was always talking about how in love she was in with N, and how it would be great if we were to become family friends if we stayed long enough with our respective partners. i guess i'm in no position to judge, but it's such a pity. i couldn't understand it at first. Could a mere three months or less, really be such a huge changing point in someone's life? Could everything that you've held together for more than twenty four months become completely meaningless, until you met someone better? apparently, it could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this only serves to affirm me that nothing is for sure. no matter how much you believe in the future, turns out it always surprises you. love is puzzling and unexplainable. but i'm glad that C is truly positive that she hasn't make the wrong choice. i'm happy that she has met someone that she felt suited her more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, we're reaching twenty four months this sixth of feb. how time seems to fly past so quickly. sometimes, i wonder if it's such a good thing we started out so young. i always believed that time dictates who you eventually end up with. see if you started dating at around fourteen or so, you are more unlikely to end up with the same person when you're twenty. do couples truly marry because they feel that they are right for each other? or do they marry just to fulfill society's obligation? is it a coincidence that most people marry in their late twenties or early thirties? or could it be that this is the period where most find true love? maybe it's just a conformity to the mentality that that's the ideal age to find a partner. when we are young, we already "decide" what age we are going to marry. i'm sure this question is familiar to most girls. but how can we be sure that at the age that we want to marry, is also the time when we find our soulmates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think that hong kong was suitable for me anyway. i hated the cold, and much of the food just made me sick. in fact, i missed the fast food and singapore's weather when i was there. the only thing i loved was to pile myself up with clothes. People there get to wear boots, scarfs, coats when they're out! imagine the expansion i need for my wardrobe if we were to have such weather in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched marley and me and it was a little disappointing as the book was much better, naturally, than the movie. i need to find a new read, as i have finished my twilight books too fast. i could only guess why so many people hated twilight. to them, it is some childish teenage fantasy with an unbelievable storyline that doesn't make much of a sense to them. but i absolutely loved it. i love the first book because it reminded me of teenage love. of course, at my age, not that i'm that old, i do find bella rather childish in her thinking at times. even when she became a mother. i still think that she is a little immature. but i must admit that the thought of the existence of edward brings much thrill in reading twilight. i do wish i have my very own vampire lover now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i guess that's all for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6439985852656650474?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6439985852656650474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6439985852656650474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6439985852656650474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6439985852656650474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-remember-last-time-i-ever.html' title='across the universe'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-848101803626869663</id><published>2008-11-15T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T15:01:42.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top of the world</title><content type='html'>I had a blast! Birthday celebrations for the 3 days now! (: and one more on sunday with my best girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though finance proj sucked, (causing me to skip dinner and lunch on separate days),&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it's finally over. The sense of helplessness of what's going on on the project. This made me rethink doing finance as a second major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has ended! Well, not quite as I still have 1 more lesson on Monday! But it has unofficially ended! The holidays are here! except that the exams aren't over yet. There's still one week of trauma and panic to go, but i guess other than that, LET ME START MY HOLIDAYS NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I EAT SASHIMI! alright, pretty random. When i started off with detesting japanese food, to slowly eating only the cooked sushi, and then experimenting the raw suhi, and now, I EAT SASHIMI! (though i still find the fish eggs a little gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my pre-birthday was spent at sakae sushi! it was cheap and lots of jap food! Tang yuen and mango (tian zai xin) for dessert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the birthday itself, wt jessie ph and yf celebrated for me and xy! (xy's bday just 1 day before mine)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy brought me to watch Avenue Q! It wasn't exactly what i wanted to do on my birthday but i'm glad that he actually planned something! (HE LOVES ME!! &lt;3 &lt;3) and it was really good singing and sex! (the puppets had sex on stage!) though my present will have to wait till shopping in hk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was real fun at timbre with xtine and her friends, followed by a short mj session! I ZHIMO MAN TAI! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the birthday wishes! especially to desmond who called from india!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there were my best friends who wanted to wish me over the phone instead of just sms! (: and also thanks for planning this for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too lazy to upload any photos! will do when i'm supposed to study but isn't doing so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-848101803626869663?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/848101803626869663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=848101803626869663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/848101803626869663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/848101803626869663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/11/top-of-world.html' title='top of the world'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-2207467537512623991</id><published>2008-10-24T00:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:05:57.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>champagne supernova</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;17th October was a special day! It was boyf's 21st birthday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Booked a place at Equinox Restaurant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCqBaQeWiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/f-DB-N5VK3s/s1600-h/photo+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260391305973750306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCqBaQeWiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/f-DB-N5VK3s/s400/photo+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the view from the restaurant, overseeing cityhall area and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;raffles place area (: i love the view!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we could see the benjamin shears bridge as well as the singapore flyer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esplanade, fullerton, parliament house, clarke quak area and more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrMbtQa0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/z8rQfgo8FgU/s1600-h/CIMG1549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260392594853096258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrMbtQa0I/AAAAAAAAAjE/z8rQfgo8FgU/s400/CIMG1549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrMwnU46I/AAAAAAAAAjM/u-ANyLiT9UQ/s1600-h/CIMG1562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260392600465367970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrMwnU46I/AAAAAAAAAjM/u-ANyLiT9UQ/s400/CIMG1562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our appetiser: goat's cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;let's just say i wouldn't be ordering that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anytime soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrNS2UGWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/G1hPcdDoBwQ/s1600-h/CIMG1567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260392609655036258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrNS2UGWI/AAAAAAAAAjU/G1hPcdDoBwQ/s400/CIMG1567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;grilled tuna (doesn't it look like a cake!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrNjW46rI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_MCbtHXf1R4/s1600-h/CIMG1569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260392614086634162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCrNjW46rI/AAAAAAAAAjc/_MCbtHXf1R4/s400/CIMG1569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i had steak! (: the potato side dish &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;was very yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsy_B9aMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nnSgwDJtiCA/s1600-h/CIMG1572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394356681828546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsy_B9aMI/AAAAAAAAAj8/nnSgwDJtiCA/s400/CIMG1572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the birthday cake!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsywI-c2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/3tNLPkDoHx4/s1600-h/CIMG1574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394352684725090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsywI-c2I/AAAAAAAAAj0/3tNLPkDoHx4/s400/CIMG1574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; making his wish for the 21st time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsyRs_jgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/LyjgbnlkGtY/s1600-h/CIMG1578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394344514293250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsyRs_jgI/AAAAAAAAAjs/LyjgbnlkGtY/s400/CIMG1578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsyPFyHII/AAAAAAAAAjk/71i5idVSIqs/s1600-h/CIMG1581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260394343812963458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCsyPFyHII/AAAAAAAAAjk/71i5idVSIqs/s400/CIMG1581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy with the bazaar and stuff! Deprived of sleep,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;flu, sorethroat, headaches... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just 3 more weeks before school ends! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 more weeks before holidays start!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2207467537512623991?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2207467537512623991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2207467537512623991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2207467537512623991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2207467537512623991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/10/champagne-supernova.html' title='champagne supernova'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SQCqBaQeWiI/AAAAAAAAAi8/f-DB-N5VK3s/s72-c/photo+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-1076338476324088772</id><published>2008-10-05T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T02:05:46.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best served with hazelnut/choco</title><content type='html'>Finally!!! The mid term break is here for a week, the duration hardly compensated for the overstrained work endured in the past two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just start with last week. (Trying hard not to complain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Mug for tax/finance&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Tax quiz/mug for finance&lt;br /&gt;Tues - Finance quiz/mug for AIS/samba prac&lt;br /&gt;Wed - mug for AIS/bc meeting&lt;br /&gt;Thu - AIS mid terms/tuition&lt;br /&gt;Fri - tuition/samba prac&lt;br /&gt;Sat - tuition, tuition and more tuitions&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - tuition, tuition&lt;br /&gt;Monday - mug for finance/ma&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - mug for finance/ma&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Hari Raya!/tuition/tuition/mug for finance/ma&lt;br /&gt;Thu -MA quiz/Finance mid terms&lt;br /&gt;Fri - meet merchant bc/tax workshop/&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haircut!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat - tuition/tuition/&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mahjong!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today is the beginning of Sunday. friday, tax mid terms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO COMPLAIN. What's left of mid term &lt;em&gt;break&lt;/em&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i have ben n jerry's chocochipcookiedough to make my day. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;samba camp on tues and wed... how?? mug/bazaar meetings/bc agm/tax midterms!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1076338476324088772?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1076338476324088772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1076338476324088772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1076338476324088772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1076338476324088772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/10/best-served-with-hazelnutchoco.html' title='best served with hazelnut/choco'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-2411935177927782571</id><published>2008-09-04T00:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T00:08:29.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving on</title><content type='html'>As many once aptly puts it, life goes on. I'm learning to put the matter behind me, although it's still not completely over. This saturday will be the day. It serves to remind me, and I don't think I can ever fully let it rest, that I've made the decision for myself. And whether it will leave a scar on my life, still remains unknown. Whether it's the right choice, that I don't want to know. I just want to work harder, because that's the sacrifice that I've made.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2411935177927782571?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2411935177927782571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2411935177927782571' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2411935177927782571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2411935177927782571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/09/moving-on.html' title='Moving on'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-1933265778080217615</id><published>2008-08-27T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T23:08:17.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chippy cheery chirpy songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SLVtXYiacnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5CixW4YrjgI/s1600-h/CIMG0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239213990006649458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SLVtXYiacnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5CixW4YrjgI/s400/CIMG0569.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there's something that could brighten up my day,&lt;br /&gt;this's definitely it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks daddy!!! *HUGS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1933265778080217615?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1933265778080217615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1933265778080217615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1933265778080217615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1933265778080217615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/08/chippy-cheery-chirpy-songs.html' title='chippy cheery chirpy songs'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SLVtXYiacnI/AAAAAAAAAYY/5CixW4YrjgI/s72-c/CIMG0569.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-2745434749740519075</id><published>2008-08-27T15:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T15:57:51.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sitting on a white fence</title><content type='html'>i stared outside at the dark gloomy sky&lt;br /&gt;wondering if this was god's way&lt;br /&gt;of telling me he feeling's for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks esther, for being with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and baby of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also to audrey, thanks for your comforting words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how alone i feel, i know i'm not and that there are many who loves me. Please, if you really want me to feel better, do not ask me what happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2745434749740519075?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2745434749740519075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2745434749740519075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2745434749740519075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2745434749740519075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/08/sitting-on-white-fence.html' title='sitting on a white fence'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-364977149275453040</id><published>2008-08-18T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T02:23:24.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly me as a kite</title><content type='html'>In  9 hours 48 mins, i will be attending my first lecture of year 2 sem 1! an inevitable sense of reluctance for the commencement of school term. i still want another 4 months of holiday!!! :( i spent some time with the boy, and also my bestie. i even played touch. it's good when you spend quality time without forking a single dime. it's also comforting to know that i have such good buddies to lean back on if ever i needed anything. these 2 weeks had been a not so pleasant weeks for my bestie. i hope she will return back to the cheerful self soon! As the overly-used phrase goes, Change is the only constant thing in the world. Sometimes, these changes might not be what we like, but life still has to go on. Never underestimate the value of life. Don't ever doubt its worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i feel that i've not been at the best i can. but i want to change that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-364977149275453040?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/364977149275453040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=364977149275453040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/364977149275453040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/364977149275453040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/08/fly-me-as-kite.html' title='fly me as a kite'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-2738820870856219171</id><published>2008-08-08T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T00:32:34.539+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anyone generous? (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/sg/iphone/gallery/#image4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Want List!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.bagborroworsteal.com/productimages/47/7447_front_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.bagborroworsteal.com/productimages/47/7447_front_zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc Jacobs Quilted 'Stam' in Red&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.bagborroworsteal.com/productimages/10/13610_front_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://images.bagborroworsteal.com/productimages/10/13610_front_zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gucci Jolicoeur Tote in Pink and White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/sg/iphone/gallery/#image4"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i.i.com.com/cnwk.1d/sc/33064709-2-440-FT.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apple iPhone 3G in White&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2738820870856219171?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2738820870856219171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2738820870856219171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2738820870856219171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2738820870856219171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/08/anyone-generous.html' title='Anyone generous? (:'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-2989207959826178440</id><published>2008-08-05T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T13:23:33.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pebbled walkways</title><content type='html'>honestly, i apologize for the long hiatus. my last post dated more than a month ago. Can't say that I had an eventful month, but it was apparently so. I'm done with MS and summer term! and i managed to scrap past a B+ thanks to my finals that really pulled my grades up! The following week, I was whisked away to ASOC camp 2008, met many familiar faces, one was rather awkward though. Being an inactive member of the accounting society in school, it was a good opportunity to get to know more people as well as to have fun! it wasn't as fun as being a freshman, but it beats staying at home i guess. the games that me and weiting planned were alright.... but sometimes it didn't go according to plan! and we'd made some bad mistakes but that's part and parcel of things. No regrets. Other than that, I've been tutoring! Aside from that, frequent meetups with closies! and lots of online shopping through livejournal sgflea and shops. this is bad! it's so cheap and convenient that it has became my new addiction! oh and i've been a little busy with the freshman bash that's coming up! that reminds me that i've gotta come up with a new proposal by tmr. i wanna join a new cca!!! namely touch. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;audrey dear when are we going for touch trainings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sorry babes i've been missing out on so many touch action because of my work schedule. miss playing and sweating it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been catching many dvds at home and 2 days in paris was sweet. just my type of movie. dan in real life was rather depressing, not so much my type of movie. i wanna watch Batman!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2989207959826178440?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2989207959826178440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2989207959826178440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2989207959826178440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2989207959826178440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/08/honestly-i-apologize-for-long-hiatus.html' title='pebbled walkways'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-6344139298015648789</id><published>2008-06-18T17:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T18:07:58.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This june...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i made some brushetta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXkxecg-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/hqhOdLFPOtw/s1600-h/CIMG1185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213153595437646818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXkxecg-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/hqhOdLFPOtw/s400/CIMG1185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and garfield's favourite... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXlVh9txI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ulML0jOZ8JQ/s1600-h/CIMG1299.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213153605116081938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXlVh9txI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/ulML0jOZ8JQ/s400/CIMG1299.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... and today, i made foccacia with cherry tomatoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXlnSnl-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/JOOMxd4pQLY/s1600-h/CIMG1309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213153609883555810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXlnSnl-I/AAAAAAAAAWY/JOOMxd4pQLY/s400/CIMG1309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXl9FkMCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fCzppSiUVJU/s1600-h/CIMG1313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213153615734386722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXl9FkMCI/AAAAAAAAAWg/fCzppSiUVJU/s400/CIMG1313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally met up with the elitist elites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZpSrPeOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BojJIN16_Cw/s1600-h/CIMG1255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213155872092420322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZpSrPeOI/AAAAAAAAAXA/BojJIN16_Cw/s400/CIMG1255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZpr7UZFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8q5zISlRP3I/s1600-h/CIMG1256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213155878870738002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZpr7UZFI/AAAAAAAAAXI/8q5zISlRP3I/s400/CIMG1256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqGoajdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/L5BxONWd0G0/s1600-h/CIMG1273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213155886039207378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqGoajdI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/L5BxONWd0G0/s400/CIMG1273.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqcsw4WI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nUq6a435cFQ/s1600-h/CIMG1280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213155891963027810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqcsw4WI/AAAAAAAAAXY/nUq6a435cFQ/s400/CIMG1280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqw3fq8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/hKXus-DzaiU/s1600-h/CIMG1287.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213155897376746434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjZqw3fq8I/AAAAAAAAAXg/hKXus-DzaiU/s400/CIMG1287.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjcOMVchzI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1tM5w4vUvvY/s1600-h/CIMG1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213158705068803890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjcOMVchzI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/1tM5w4vUvvY/s400/CIMG1296.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the reason why jane was missing for taboo... her car battery died!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWbvrvPwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OcviQ9OMq8A/s1600-h/CIMG1298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213152340826078978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWbvrvPwI/AAAAAAAAAVo/OcviQ9OMq8A/s400/CIMG1298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I took some time off to suntan with the babes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjKqgsOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xbMWiIZa0pA/s1600-h/CIMG0309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157965885911266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjKqgsOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/xbMWiIZa0pA/s400/CIMG0309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjZAWtAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GB2csNCoV8M/s1600-h/CIMG0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157969735627778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjZAWtAI/AAAAAAAAAXw/GB2csNCoV8M/s400/CIMG0312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjhH5OPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Hs3ljdYD04E/s1600-h/CIMG0337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157971914733810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbjhH5OPI/AAAAAAAAAX4/Hs3ljdYD04E/s400/CIMG0337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbkJYeMDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4nEzi5CrMKk/s1600-h/CIMG0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157982721683506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbkJYeMDI/AAAAAAAAAYA/4nEzi5CrMKk/s400/CIMG0360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbkQgfxWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wZ8WagDfcTU/s1600-h/CIMG0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213157984634389858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjbkQgfxWI/AAAAAAAAAYI/wZ8WagDfcTU/s400/CIMG0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWb3bsJCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9yGc4cM64ds/s1600-h/CIMG0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213152342906250274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWb3bsJCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/9yGc4cM64ds/s400/CIMG0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and even met up with my grandma and cousin! unfortunately, grandma's not feeling so well now... i hope she gets discharged soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWcOKswyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sAcqmk2bQr4/s1600-h/CIMG1194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213152349009003298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWcOKswyI/AAAAAAAAAV4/sAcqmk2bQr4/s400/CIMG1194.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWckQIgjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2rGtqIyGU34/s1600-h/CIMG1189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213152354937373234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjWckQIgjI/AAAAAAAAAWA/2rGtqIyGU34/s400/CIMG1189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;met darling xinyu last week for tai tai retail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYWUQwS2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Dz2YqbhZYbw/s1600-h/CIMG1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213154446589053794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYWUQwS2I/AAAAAAAAAWo/Dz2YqbhZYbw/s400/CIMG1307.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYWn-VyCI/AAAAAAAAAWw/PENMf3NF_Zo/s1600-h/CIMG1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213154451880527906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYWn-VyCI/AAAAAAAAAWw/PENMf3NF_Zo/s400/CIMG1308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYW81zEBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-jb14lMrdRM/s1600-h/CIMG1305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213154457481842706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjYW81zEBI/AAAAAAAAAW4/-jb14lMrdRM/s400/CIMG1305.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally updated Recherchens! &lt;a href="http://recherchens.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://recherchens.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;- Click everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6344139298015648789?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6344139298015648789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6344139298015648789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6344139298015648789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6344139298015648789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-june.html' title='This june...'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SFjXkxecg-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/hqhOdLFPOtw/s72-c/CIMG1185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-120332093307503529</id><published>2008-05-27T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T00:55:41.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At times, I wonder. If I could just stop time from moving, the moment would be now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-120332093307503529?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/120332093307503529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=120332093307503529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/120332093307503529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/120332093307503529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/05/at-times-i-wonder.html' title=''/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-5450553607904921719</id><published>2008-05-16T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T02:07:49.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it started because...</title><content type='html'>I dunno why but i find the need to rant at this ungodly hour when i should very well be fast asleep. I can't believe D.A. on A.I. sang Chris Brown's With you, SO terribly. It's almost too awkward to watch. I can't believe its even on TV live. Ok. Totally random. Also random for the fact that I pick up a squabble with stupid boy. Anyway, don't you just feel unreasonable sometimes, but despite the fact that you know you are going to act irrationally because of it, but still you couldn't help but watch yourself fight the battle just because you had to win. At least, i feel that way sometimes. It's like even if you know what you are doing could possibly cause a dent somewhere, but you still want to push it to the limits, as if daring to see where or when will you ever cross the line. I hope I know when to stop. It's time that I grow up, &lt;em&gt;soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-5450553607904921719?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/5450553607904921719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=5450553607904921719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/5450553607904921719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/5450553607904921719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/05/it-started-because.html' title='it started because...'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-345797493744228266</id><published>2008-05-12T21:29:00.022+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T02:47:41.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first free monday :)</title><content type='html'>Cambodia trip was a blast. I couldn't have asked for anything more. I'm glad that we dealt with children instead of roads and buildings, because there's nothing more real than to see the smile on the children's faces. I guess that the pureness, cheerful and innocence that children behold is the same across continental. We were analyzing how Singaporean kids as compared to these children, complain way too much. In a way, I admire the children there because they have such a beautiful habitat to grow up in, and life moved along real slowly, competition less stiff with regards to studies. When we talked about ambitions in class, some said they want to be tour guides, some said dentist or accountant or teacher, one even said farmer because farming runs in her family line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many things happened during the short span of 10 days, no doubt I've learnt a lot, so much more than if I had just spent that 10 days in Singapore (i'd probably just shop sleep eat watch tv i suspect). The first day was so vastly different from the last day, we felt unwelcoming due to the dark that we weren't used to, the streets did not have street lamps like in singapore. It's beautiful how things worked out, and living together with 10 other friends, we grew along quite fine :) missing singapore would be an understatement, leaving cambodia is a reminisce. i feel that audrey did a good job of explaining the dramas that went on during our trip! so since we have so many common friends, read her post if you haven't already! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Before we took off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknDYjXmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/n0ha6qzPeek/s1600-h/CIMG0453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199586760629378658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknDYjXmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/n0ha6qzPeek/s400/CIMG0453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknjYjXnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nDUaAsXCr3Q/s1600-h/CIMG0458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199586769219313266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknjYjXnI/AAAAAAAAAVI/nDUaAsXCr3Q/s400/CIMG0458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a bumpy bullock cart ride, and on our way we kept thinking that the villagers must be thinking what dumbasses we are to not ever ride a bullock cart before. Back at COSi, the kids were playing football, hearing comments from the guys, they are very very fast. The weather was burning hot at times, and we wouldn't wish for a cooler weather because if the weather turns stormy, you can bet the 11 of us wouldn't be alone in our house and especially toilets. The episode of the bugs attack was terrifying enough to last us for the remaining days that we had left. I was half expecting to starve there, hearing not so positive comments from the previous batches of people who had been to cambodia. Hence the surprise when decent singaporean-influenced dishes were presented on our dining tables. We almost always have soup, accompanied with a meat-veg combi and rice. On better days, we have delicious egg with minced meat dish! Cauliflowers became the guys' favourite vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknzYjXoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/O9-vrbVkSv0/s1600-h/CIMG0533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199586773514280578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknzYjXoI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/O9-vrbVkSv0/s400/CIMG0533.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCikoDYjXpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WJuv8VWmj1w/s1600-h/CIMG0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199586777809247890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCikoDYjXpI/AAAAAAAAAVY/WJuv8VWmj1w/s400/CIMG0555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCikojYjXqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/e4f4qGlZmyI/s1600-h/CIMG0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199586786399182498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCikojYjXqI/AAAAAAAAAVg/e4f4qGlZmyI/s400/CIMG0568.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Chicken Wings!!!! it wasn't all that bad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYwzYjXiI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jU3Ws4ZIOQs/s1600-h/CIMG1009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199573733993569826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYwzYjXiI/AAAAAAAAAUg/jU3Ws4ZIOQs/s400/CIMG1009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heavenly-tasting . . . &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYxzYjXjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/M_RcrA0Xf_w/s1600-h/CIMG1093.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199573751173439026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYxzYjXjI/AAAAAAAAAUo/M_RcrA0Xf_w/s400/CIMG1093.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYyTYjXkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/H2G--b5aeXg/s1600-h/CIMG0596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199573759763373634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYyTYjXkI/AAAAAAAAAUw/H2G--b5aeXg/s400/CIMG0596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYyzYjXlI/AAAAAAAAAU4/WCoRFnMG_aw/s1600-h/CIMG0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199573768353308242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiYyzYjXlI/AAAAAAAAAU4/WCoRFnMG_aw/s400/CIMG0624.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; When the teaching gets tough and the tough gets going, we all looked forward to RnR day. Once we reached the shopping centre, we settled for Cambodia's "Mac-Pizza-KFC" style Lucky Burgers! Coke was heavenly. Frankly, anything cold and sweet would bring me to another level of happiness. A smile would creep up my face as i sipped away the ice cold green tea. After we had our meal, we went to the Russian market and shopped. Given only 1 hr :( we didn't shop much. Then we went to visit the spooky genocide museum. Goosebumps!!! (For photos, please refer to facebook! haha) Fortunately, we still had a little time to stop over at the Central market. It was humongous! They look like they sell ANYTHING there. Clothes, Bags, Pots, Food, wouldn't be surprised if they sell snakes! (just kidding. . .) I had to spend my money somehow and anyhow. So i spent my time buying MORE clothes for my friends and family. I wish we had more time to spare for shopping. It's such a pity I only spent 60USD. We had ICE cream served in coconut before we left. It was sooo good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... BURGERS and Fries! unhealthy food! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTCjYjXfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VZtDxJwdoBM/s1600-h/CIMG0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199567441866481138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTCjYjXfI/AAAAAAAAAUI/VZtDxJwdoBM/s400/CIMG0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The spooky museum *goosebumps* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTDTYjXgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/clcwgRjl2aQ/s1600-h/CIMG0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199567454751383042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTDTYjXgI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/clcwgRjl2aQ/s400/CIMG0732.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTETYjXhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/RoWrlEtz774/s1600-h/CIMG0791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199567471931252242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiTETYjXhI/AAAAAAAAAUY/RoWrlEtz774/s400/CIMG0791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9eTYjXcI/AAAAAAAAATw/segkfaBFBF4/s1600-h/CIMG0817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543729352039874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9eTYjXcI/AAAAAAAAATw/segkfaBFBF4/s400/CIMG0817.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9fDYjXdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/8ze7SBYTtJ8/s1600-h/CIMG0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543742236941778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9fDYjXdI/AAAAAAAAAT4/8ze7SBYTtJ8/s400/CIMG0818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9fzYjXeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ggm2hUUjUnc/s1600-h/CIMG0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199543755121843682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh9fzYjXeI/AAAAAAAAAUA/ggm2hUUjUnc/s400/CIMG0820.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring with our slippers this time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5YTYjXZI/AAAAAAAAATY/QEuMYn_Ad98/s1600-h/CIMG0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539228226313618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5YTYjXZI/AAAAAAAAATY/QEuMYn_Ad98/s400/CIMG0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;to the left to the left...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5ZDYjXaI/AAAAAAAAATg/E_U9Wt6qfF0/s1600-h/CIMG0857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539241111215522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5ZDYjXaI/AAAAAAAAATg/E_U9Wt6qfF0/s400/CIMG0857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5ZjYjXbI/AAAAAAAAATo/udWpNKby8qI/s1600-h/CIMG0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199539249701150130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCh5ZjYjXbI/AAAAAAAAATo/udWpNKby8qI/s400/CIMG0860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChwzDYjXXI/AAAAAAAAATI/EKe8xa7bgco/s1600-h/CIMG0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ice cream in coconut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChwzjYjXYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/u39yJxLhxJI/s1600-h/CIMG0823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199529800773098882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChwzjYjXYI/AAAAAAAAATQ/u39yJxLhxJI/s400/CIMG0823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it was back to teaching and somehow we managed to survived the remaining days, poker cards and emo talks through. Not forgetting the kids, they were beginning to warm up to us as well. We had road trips to teach them items in english that they use or see everyday. Our road trip for them turned into their road trip for us. That day, they brought us to places like watermelon field, and their "swimming pool". We ventured to places high and low, and this time, we felt like little kids instead of them. We were the ones who had to be careful where we step, walking on rocks, climbing up slopes, crossing over fences. It was like a little adventure, and maybe a little secret that we shared with the kids, that our other counterparts never got to experience. It was the raw childhood experience, and the kids were happy, their wide grins say it all, and they were just as excited to show us what cambodia had to offer, what their childhood was built upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;watermelon field...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChspTYjXVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/87YZ-jbBSCI/s1600-h/CIMG0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199525226632928594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChspTYjXVI/AAAAAAAAAS4/87YZ-jbBSCI/s400/CIMG0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pan-Asian cutie boy Nou and his bear Caleb (both on the paper, and beside him...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChspjYjXWI/AAAAAAAAATA/tc-I0FlkQLs/s1600-h/CIMG0919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199525230927895906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChspjYjXWI/AAAAAAAAATA/tc-I0FlkQLs/s400/CIMG0919.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChmMjYjXTI/AAAAAAAAASo/waP-PJima1I/s1600-h/CIMG0927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518135641922866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChmMjYjXTI/AAAAAAAAASo/waP-PJima1I/s400/CIMG0927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChmNDYjXUI/AAAAAAAAASw/UjxCB_0KkNk/s1600-h/CIMG0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199518144231857474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChmNDYjXUI/AAAAAAAAASw/UjxCB_0KkNk/s400/CIMG0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcFzYjXQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tMYanhUJ2Mc/s1600-h/CIMG0979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199507024561528066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcFzYjXQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/tMYanhUJ2Mc/s400/CIMG0979.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcGDYjXRI/AAAAAAAAASY/s9PuMqoi2-g/s1600-h/CIMG0983.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199507028856495378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcGDYjXRI/AAAAAAAAASY/s9PuMqoi2-g/s400/CIMG0983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcGTYjXSI/AAAAAAAAASg/f0v1VYU_FU4/s1600-h/CIMG0985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199507033151462690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChcGTYjXSI/AAAAAAAAASg/f0v1VYU_FU4/s400/CIMG0985.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day had to come anyway, and we had a farewell night organized by the kids. We sang, we danced, and even as a non-christ believer, I felt very comfortable and at peace with them. I guess you wouldn't believe it, but we were dancing like crazy. We had a clubbing night at the orphanage!! All of us really let our hair down, (especially ...) and we were so crazy and out of our mind that we pretended we just went clubbing, like we're outside zouk. the conversations we had were so hilarious and nonsensical, it just wasn't sound. We had to have one last drama before we reach the airport. It rained so heavily and at one point in time, our bus was tilted to like 10 or 20 degrees to the horizontal. :) drama never fails us and once we reached the airport, cookies and cream ice cream, hot dog buns, and sandwiches delighted our aching stomachs. finally, it was time to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sweetheart Pov Phoong :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW0TYjXNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/L1OwxyIRoDY/s1600-h/CIMG1048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199501226355678418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW0TYjXNI/AAAAAAAAAR4/L1OwxyIRoDY/s400/CIMG1048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW0jYjXOI/AAAAAAAAASA/wNqOFcyHuv8/s1600-h/CIMG1054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199501230650645730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW0jYjXOI/AAAAAAAAASA/wNqOFcyHuv8/s400/CIMG1054.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I befriended a cat called Xiao Long Bao... (I HATE CATS) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW1TYjXPI/AAAAAAAAASI/4SL0IWyYWC0/s1600-h/CIMG1100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199501243535547634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChW1TYjXPI/AAAAAAAAASI/4SL0IWyYWC0/s400/CIMG1100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChS8jYjXLI/AAAAAAAAARo/_DxoiQgtEZM/s1600-h/CIMG1119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199496970043088050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChS8jYjXLI/AAAAAAAAARo/_DxoiQgtEZM/s400/CIMG1119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kids playing with bf's Nintendo DS! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChS9TYjXMI/AAAAAAAAARw/rdDn_UUg_0g/s1600-h/CIMG1120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199496982927989954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChS9TYjXMI/AAAAAAAAARw/rdDn_UUg_0g/s400/CIMG1120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Song-Na, the boy everyone adores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChQszYjXKI/AAAAAAAAARg/yO1PxA7T_0w/s1600-h/CIMG1121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199494500436892834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChQszYjXKI/AAAAAAAAARg/yO1PxA7T_0w/s400/CIMG1121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last picture before leaving the place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChO4TYjXJI/AAAAAAAAARY/UUSawUjAW1g/s1600-h/CIMG1123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199492498982132882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SChO4TYjXJI/AAAAAAAAARY/UUSawUjAW1g/s400/CIMG1123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-de10359a464a222" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0de10359a464a222%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CBEC4BFD5CBBC13E561FEA4B20E6F4DDE5EC50.6D9C6E5D13410DF80B7900307D796DAB94335EBA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde10359a464a222%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0RytOW1hRXvJyx9Dz4Wa-SadR1M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D0de10359a464a222%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331553147%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4CBEC4BFD5CBBC13E561FEA4B20E6F4DDE5EC50.6D9C6E5D13410DF80B7900307D796DAB94335EBA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dde10359a464a222%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0RytOW1hRXvJyx9Dz4Wa-SadR1M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERBS day. 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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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCiknDYjXmI/AAAAAAAAAVA/n0ha6qzPeek/s72-c/CIMG0453.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-6463612906758068590</id><published>2008-05-11T13:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T13:53:47.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ecstacy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaG2vN4dBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FGgbtxOPSTo/s1600-h/CIMG1061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198991094791566354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaG2vN4dBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FGgbtxOPSTo/s400/CIMG1061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived Cambodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived teaching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I survived. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have tons of pictures (880mb! :X ) will upload them when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Waiting for the boyfriend to come pick me up now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Clothes, Shoes etc.&lt;br /&gt;And I am starting to grow sick of mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;friday's tanning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaEFfN4c_I/AAAAAAAAARA/D3bWaOL1WU8/s1600-h/CIMG1128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198988049659753458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaEFfN4c_I/AAAAAAAAARA/D3bWaOL1WU8/s400/CIMG1128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaEF_N4dAI/AAAAAAAAARI/DXiDZiTuzmQ/s1600-h/CIMG1127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198988058249688066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaEF_N4dAI/AAAAAAAAARI/DXiDZiTuzmQ/s400/CIMG1127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a buffet dinner to celebrate mom's day. so many food, too small a stomach. durian buffet!! :) durian cake, puffs, durian, mango cake, peking duck, bbq prawn, beef, sushi, +++ +_+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6463612906758068590?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/SCaG2vN4dBI/AAAAAAAAARQ/FGgbtxOPSTo/s72-c/CIMG1061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-1606420070068074242</id><published>2008-04-08T21:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T00:21:25.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lovestoned</title><content type='html'>I realise i haven't blogged for 2 weekends! but i have pretty good reasons! I WAS BUSY! DAMN those projects and upcoming exams. I had enough of them, WHY aren't they gone yet. I had enough! ENOUGH! perhaps, my little voice is too small for this stupid big world. damn right it is. so there, i don't have any say. Not even "I HAD ENOUGH OF THEM" is gonna erase the test dates next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14/04 - ECONS + AS&lt;br /&gt;16/04 - Stats&lt;br /&gt;17/04 - Biz law&lt;br /&gt;19/04 - BGS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the boy will be away from 18-20 apr for kayaking camp. how great. who's to celebrate with me! please date me because my tests are over!!! (i mean from 19th onwards) before i fly off to cambodia to do some meaningful activities. Kinda looking forward to the end of the exams and also not so because that means intense planning for the programmes for ocip. alright. i'm looking forward to 8th May, that's when i'm returning! so, my creative thinking project is finally over! today i finally start my mugging hours. but it proved not so productive firstly because i intend to wake up 8.30 am to mug. but instead, i woke up at 12 pm. secondly. i did not intend for myself to take an afternoon nap, which even if i had it should be only 1 hour, but i napped for 3 hours. so there, not much hours i have left today. :( i am behind my schedule. and so, there goes the alarm of "stress!!!!" in my mind. help! i wish i have more than 24 hours today. anyway, back to my ct project! it's such a relief that that is over because it was all i've been doing the past week. meetings, editing videos and such. my group's execution of our project was on the day of the presentation itself, so it was make or break. fortunately, not the latter. the reactions from the group was expected, and the last applause of the class at the end of the presentation was all that needed to tell me and my group mates that our project was finally completed! and well done too! (i hope) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a long while since i've met up with tracy, my atc groupmate from back in 2002 turned very good friend, and the last time i met her, i couldn't remember when! but anyway, it wasn't that hard to catch up from where we've left off. and i am going to adopt her new born hamsters!!!! tomorrow! seriously, i am quite scared. because i'm afraid that i might let it out one day, and lose it in my house! i'm scared too because i've never been a good caretaker of things, especially animals, or even humans. i get hyped up over my new toy for a few days, and then i might neglect it for weeks. well, it's time i learn some responsibility. i am going to assume the role of a caring mother to my new hammie. hehe. oh speaking of which that is the nickname my asoc campmates give to me. hammie, chipmunk, monkey, pygmy hippo (which i totally am against anyone calling me that, especially someone with the initials gz), and the latest to add to the collection, mousedeer! okay, as long as they are cute, i am fine. BUT not hippos! in what way do i look the slightest bit like them? hippy hippos. see, even the attempt to make that rhyme still doesn't make it cute at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last weekend, i went to timbre. it was the goodfellas playing again! of course this was no accident. i deliberately went on the day that they were playing. hehe. i got to know of the song creep by radiohead which i really like, and am puzzled why do i not know of its existence till d day, because it's quite an old song, and i'm an oldie kinda person. not that i'm particularly proud of that. but yeah. i also queued for a fucking half an hour or more before i could get a seat. well, being a cynic, i wouldn't really think that the time spent queuing was that worth it. but we had nothing else better to do then (i mean nothing better than listening to goodfellas). so that pretty much wrapped up last saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLAlY0mI/AAAAAAAAAQA/FL5TAdIdNqA/s1600-h/CIMG0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186897914657034850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLAlY0mI/AAAAAAAAAQA/FL5TAdIdNqA/s400/CIMG0431.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;while waiting... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLglY0nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GEFCLjv6MIU/s1600-h/CIMG0436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186897923246969458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLglY0nI/AAAAAAAAAQI/GEFCLjv6MIU/s400/CIMG0436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLwlY0oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/18y5O6iqVj0/s1600-h/CIMG0440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186897927541936770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLwlY0oI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/18y5O6iqVj0/s400/CIMG0440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i'm proud of the boy because he was a responsible drinker. he did not consume any alcohol beverage because he was gonna drive. even though i tried to convince him that a jug of redbull vodka would be harmless... but i guess all those responsible drinking ads did come into effect afterall...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQMAlY0pI/AAAAAAAAAQY/AeRsaIWFh_Y/s1600-h/CIMG0452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186897931836904082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQMAlY0pI/AAAAAAAAAQY/AeRsaIWFh_Y/s400/CIMG0452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; that will be the mocktail...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQMglY0qI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HwlUS5wV2cI/s1600-h/CIMG0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186897940426838690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQMglY0qI/AAAAAAAAAQg/HwlUS5wV2cI/s400/CIMG0446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing a little shopping last sunday, and baby bought his 37" tv. we had dinner at dempsey's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF2glY0hI/AAAAAAAAAPY/VfyX1MatWoI/s1600-h/CIMG0025+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186886567353438738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF2glY0hI/AAAAAAAAAPY/VfyX1MatWoI/s400/CIMG0025+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3AlY0iI/AAAAAAAAAPg/DczmKwq-1cs/s1600-h/CIMG0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186886575943373346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3AlY0iI/AAAAAAAAAPg/DczmKwq-1cs/s400/CIMG0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3QlY0jI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZS4_gFt8tCQ/s1600-h/CIMG0026+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186886580238340658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3QlY0jI/AAAAAAAAAPo/ZS4_gFt8tCQ/s400/CIMG0026+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quite the obvious... checking out the menu...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3glY0kI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rTMZgGPr7qU/s1600-h/CIMG0047+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186886584533307970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF3glY0kI/AAAAAAAAAPw/rTMZgGPr7qU/s400/CIMG0047+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; turkey ham with mango&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF4AlY0lI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nXHTDO3jXsc/s1600-h/CIMG0049+(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186886593123242578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uF4AlY0lI/AAAAAAAAAP4/nXHTDO3jXsc/s400/CIMG0049+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hmm... forgot what spaghetti he ate...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh and i caught &lt;em&gt;Definitely, maybe &lt;/em&gt;on the big screen last friday! it was definitely more of a chick flick. but if the boys are such a dear to catch it with their girls, they wouldn't be disappointed too. because the girl in the movie is so adorable, the story was played out in an interesting manner. you can play guessing game too! because you never know who he married in the end. but anyway he was gonna divorce her. so i kinda don't get that part. but still it was nice. better than 10000 bc at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend was a bit dull as compared to last weekend. went back to school on saturday for project meeting, and then went over to the prata place to watch arsenal v liverpool. it was great to see shawn, mal, roy, zl and kw because they are such a fun bunch. we went back to r's house to play bridge for a little while and then i had to go pick my parents up from gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the highlight of yesterday, was my manicure trip! me and char we went to do our nails, she did pedi. and look at my nails!! it brighten my day up instantly. amazing what beautiful nails can do to your mood! i was so excited that when i reached home, i instant messaged yvette and xtine and sent them photos of my nails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9hQlY0cI/AAAAAAAAAOw/x8uJ0ZfYR8U/s1600-h/CIMG0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186877406188196290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9hQlY0cI/AAAAAAAAAOw/x8uJ0ZfYR8U/s400/CIMG0127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; applying the top coat...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9hwlY0dI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1VYu__8CxJo/s1600-h/CIMG0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186877414778130898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9hwlY0dI/AAAAAAAAAO4/1VYu__8CxJo/s400/CIMG0132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my freshly painted nails!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iAlY0eI/AAAAAAAAAPA/X5SEHFmIkJk/s1600-h/CIMG0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186877419073098210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iAlY0eI/AAAAAAAAAPA/X5SEHFmIkJk/s400/CIMG0133.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; char's pedi (Really thick, 7 layers!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iglY0fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/K-jFrJGCT98/s1600-h/CIMG0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186877427663032818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iglY0fI/AAAAAAAAAPI/K-jFrJGCT98/s400/CIMG0139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; an attempt to do macro.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iwlY0gI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PfQOXsbZNgQ/s1600-h/CIMG0143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186877431958000130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_t9iwlY0gI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/PfQOXsbZNgQ/s400/CIMG0143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;ta-dah! &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and here is Creep! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object height="80" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/A6nMNqArEt/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/A6nMNqArEt/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1606420070068074242?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1606420070068074242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1606420070068074242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1606420070068074242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1606420070068074242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/04/lovestoned.html' title='lovestoned'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R_uQLAlY0mI/AAAAAAAAAQA/FL5TAdIdNqA/s72-c/CIMG0431.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-8646749552957540181</id><published>2008-03-26T15:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:04:10.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what date is it today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC7wlY0YI/AAAAAAAAAOE/d2mDw3kSO7c/s1600-h/blogger5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181957546920432002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC7wlY0YI/AAAAAAAAAOE/d2mDw3kSO7c/s400/blogger5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC8QlY0ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wh2DNG-NSJM/s1600-h/blogger6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181957555510366610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC8QlY0ZI/AAAAAAAAAOM/wh2DNG-NSJM/s400/blogger6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC8QlY0aI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OPu_sWM1t4w/s1600-h/blogger7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181957555510366626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC8QlY0aI/AAAAAAAAAOU/OPu_sWM1t4w/s400/blogger7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oCYQlY0WI/AAAAAAAAAN0/2TzWffMC83g/s1600-h/blogger5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oBtwlY0TI/AAAAAAAAANc/3aZUQKThumM/s400/blogger10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When someone suddenly tells you this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I need to ask you something, but you must tell me honestly... "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is amusing to feel so many "oh no, what have i done?! could it be...." moments flashing through your mind in that short instance of time of mere seconds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8646749552957540181?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8646749552957540181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8646749552957540181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8646749552957540181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8646749552957540181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-date-is-it-today.html' title='what date is it today'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R-oC7wlY0YI/AAAAAAAAAOE/d2mDw3kSO7c/s72-c/blogger5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-3373423366429656028</id><published>2008-03-24T19:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T20:32:48.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to day</title><content type='html'>It's been a long and eventful week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAWNING with esther and boyfriend, we only managed to catch 5 prawns in an hour. Commissioning Parade's over. Commissioning Ball's over. I must say that baby has come a very long way and this day is finally here. (: looking at the videos made by various teams, i felt that i could never have imagined what he was going through each day. and every night when we conversed over the phone, little did i know how strenous and physical his training was, how every morning they woke up when the day was dark, ending training when the day was even darker. i could only try to empathize. of course he couldn't possibly imagine what the girlfriend was going through too. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a few people i know at the ball, flying dutchman was the host of the evening. the food wasn't fabulous but the company was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have an important announcement to make: baby is the THIRD most intelligient officer in that room that night! *(rabbit.. hahahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really too lazy to upload the pics on blogger, but of course, please come see them on facebook! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after ct class today i really felt that i must look up to those who dare to pursue their dreams. (one of them being my best friend...) how many of us will give up pursuing a medicine degree or law degree to chase their dreams of performing? i am ashamed to say not I. Me, i chose a degree which would most probably offer me a very safe job. Not I, i won't pursue anything that i don't consider practical. many of you might think that it's perfectly normal, or rather realistic. but put in other words, cowardice. how hard is it for me to stand up to my parents and tell them, no, i don't want to do an accountancy degree, i want to do an arts degree. how hard it is, for a boy living up in a family full of bankers, telling his parents, no, all he ever wanted to do was be a photographer, not another banker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many a times, we are afraid of walking a different path. an unthreaded path. or a path that may lead to many obstacles. we prefer to take a rain check, tell ourselves, no, it isn't safe we never know where we may end up. ignoring or simply tossing our interest aside, and conforming to the new persona that has seem to grow too mature to even have dreams aside from those in line with the concept of success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the end, what am i now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-3373423366429656028?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/3373423366429656028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=3373423366429656028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3373423366429656028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3373423366429656028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-day.html' title='to day'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-5013832795747396108</id><published>2008-03-14T23:49:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T02:26:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lying on railway tracks</title><content type='html'>Meet my latest interest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Say hi to Garfi, the giraffe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAsbJuc7I/AAAAAAAAANU/CQ6PN-X_qg0/s1600-h/blogger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177662591051133874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAsbJuc7I/AAAAAAAAANU/CQ6PN-X_qg0/s400/blogger2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I couldn't remember the last time i blogged. but i had wanted to throughout the week but there just wasn't time. i bought the blue floral dress from warehouse (ignoring the black and white theme) if only a perfect pair of heels will appear in front of me! school's been the same old school, going for classes regularly, trying to clear my assignments now, and best of all, he's gonna commission soon. sometimes i don't really know if that's a good thing or not. i mean i guess it has became some sort of routine, the whole weekend, daily calls. i just have to adjust back to life when he had a little more freedom. well, i could certainly get used to calling him with him actually picking up my calls for a starter. not like i'll just get to his voicemail if you know what i mean. somehow it seems short and a little unbelievable that his nine-month-course is now going to be officially over in less than eighteen hours. factoring in the sleep time, that'll be even shorter! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and in five weeks time, my semester will come to an official end. well, i certainly hope i'll be doing better this semester as last semester's grades wasn't really up to my expectations. being me, i can't settle for something as bad as that. that means mugging, learning, and trying to remember all that the profs have been teaching. only four weeks to do that. everyone in school appears to be so busy, all group study rms are booked, and as the semester is drawing to a close, more people are retreating to the library, studying away in the deafening silence on the third and forth levels. i suppose it's always better to try to achieve more before we're let off on a very long summer break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;speaking of which i'm still really undecided on the ocip trip to cambodia. i'm not even sure if they are still accepting people anymore. and i finally got a new camera! for those who have seen the photos i've taken in rome, they should testify what a awful photographer i am. (one with really unsteady hands) Went to the ITshow at suntec city last saturday with Jori. It's been a long while since we've caught up with each other. (He's commissioning tmr too!) Showed him around campus, won't deny that there may not be much of a campus life unless you stay in school for long hours (either to mug/play). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my new camera and i aspire to be like it - Slim, Red-iant, Sophisticated and Stylish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAU7Juc3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/35m3qx9-RxU/s1600-h/sc002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177662187324207986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAU7Juc3I/AAAAAAAAAM0/35m3qx9-RxU/s400/sc002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAVLJuc4I/AAAAAAAAAM8/Iu0_dYn5CNg/s1600-h/blogger2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camwhored with baby. As baby mentioned, this is my new toy. Indeed it is! =D Here are some of the nice artistic shots that i've taken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAVbJuc5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Oi1yP1GpRus/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177662195914142610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAVbJuc5I/AAAAAAAAANE/Oi1yP1GpRus/s400/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the not so artistic ones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAV7Juc6I/AAAAAAAAANM/58YXdFBrYNs/s1600-h/blogger4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177662204504077218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAV7Juc6I/AAAAAAAAANM/58YXdFBrYNs/s400/blogger4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met up with my close girls, jol xy and sm yst at cityhall where they spent a really long time at sakae sushi (considering i left after eating, went back to school for consultation, looked through my group's assignment paper after which when i called them they were still at sakae sushi). so i had to go back to sakae sushi to look for them. i think i must have walked at least a thousand miles because i keep going to and fro the biz blk to econs blk (cityhall -&gt; dhoby ghaut) and then the shops were gonna torture me more because we walked for hours on end back and forth raffles city and suntec city. had to rushed to bishan before the adidas shop there close to get my daddy's bday prez! thanks jol for rushing with me. you're the sweetest! ;) the day was really fun with all the ghost-story telling and basically the usual goofing around. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q-87Juc2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/mWoE2Esag3Q/s1600-h/blogger3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177660675495719778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q-87Juc2I/AAAAAAAAAMs/mWoE2Esag3Q/s400/blogger3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q84LJuc1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/BgQNsQ6CWpo/s1600-h/blogger1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177658394868085586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q84LJuc1I/AAAAAAAAAMk/BgQNsQ6CWpo/s400/blogger1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; jol will be given credits for this artistic shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q0NbJucyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Iov5SKdrVk/s1600-h/CIMG0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177648864335655714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9q0NbJucyI/AAAAAAAAAMM/6Iov5SKdrVk/s400/CIMG0051.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No this is no ad, it's taken by yours truly! Macro is the way to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In school today, with Mel :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9qsS7JucwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vamEGooZbmg/s1600-h/CIMG0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177640162731913986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9qsS7JucwI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vamEGooZbmg/s400/CIMG0062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my daddy's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; Got him a Liverpool shirt from Adidas! He seems really happy so i'm happy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said, "A Hug would have been enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i gave him the biggest hug i've ever given him for the longest time i couldn't remember when the last one was. Anyway, both of them are going to Bangkok tmr so i hope that he has a good birthday celebration, rest and fun from the getaway with my mommy. i promise i'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/6259448570279938048-5013832795747396108?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/5013832795747396108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=5013832795747396108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/5013832795747396108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/5013832795747396108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/meet-my-latest-interest-say-hi-to-garfi.html' title='Lying on railway tracks'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9rAsbJuc7I/AAAAAAAAANU/CQ6PN-X_qg0/s72-c/blogger2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-6991147725019127597</id><published>2008-03-07T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T14:34:57.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awe-unsome</title><content type='html'>fuckkkkkkkk the theme is black and white!!! i'm feeling so blue because that means i can't have the blue dress and i don't exactly go high looking at the white one so that means i gotta find another one. i don't care i am gonna get a pair of heels that's totally nothing black or white about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6991147725019127597?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6991147725019127597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6991147725019127597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6991147725019127597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6991147725019127597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/awe-unsome.html' title='awe-unsome'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-4153965220971114418</id><published>2008-03-07T02:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T02:08:32.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't see what anyone see in anyone else but you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tell me how often does this happen to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPB_CGuI/AAAAAAAAALc/j0xXYNJ8Erc/s1600-h/Photo07090003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174691205660941026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPB_CGuI/AAAAAAAAALc/j0xXYNJ8Erc/s400/Photo07090003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Did i mention! I painted my walls last week, and re-did my room. Added a few more stuff! (pardon the hello kitty :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPR_CGvI/AAAAAAAAALk/I6fYQLbkAu8/s1600-h/Photo07090002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174691209955908338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPR_CGvI/AAAAAAAAALk/I6fYQLbkAu8/s400/Photo07090002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was Waikiki2008 at Tanjong Beach last Saturday! Almost *hic* Alcoholics joined beach touch. It was apt as we turned out to be as Bong claims not almost but certainly alcoholics! No prize for guessing what we had instead of lunch. Orange tequila by the beach! I realise that Bong is missing in all of our pictures, girls! hehe. :D and to sum up the fun filled day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPh_CGwI/AAAAAAAAALs/14H7kAvwQoQ/s1600-h/Waikiki08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174691214250875650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPh_CGwI/AAAAAAAAALs/14H7kAvwQoQ/s400/Waikiki08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; btw, Juno was really nice! bought the soundtrack after the show. it was really cute. i want to catch The Leap Years! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If I was a flower growing wild and free&lt;br /&gt;All I'd want is you to be my sweet honey bee.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was a tree growing tall and greeen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All I'd want is you to shade me and be my leaves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were a river in the mountains tall,&lt;br /&gt;The rumble of your water would be my call.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the winter, I know I'd be the snow&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you were with me, let the cold winds blow&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were a wink, I'd be a nod&lt;br /&gt;If you were a seed, well I'd be a pod.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the floor, I'd wanna be the rug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;And if you were a kiss, I know I'd be a hug&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;If you were the wood, I'd be the fire.&lt;br /&gt;If you were the love, I'd be the desire.&lt;br /&gt;If you were a castle, I'd be your moat,&lt;br /&gt;And if you were an ocean, I'd learn to float.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All i want is you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-4153965220971114418?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/4153965220971114418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=4153965220971114418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4153965220971114418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4153965220971114418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-dont-see-what-anyone-see-in-anyone.html' title='I don&apos;t see what anyone see in anyone else but you'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9AyPB_CGuI/AAAAAAAAALc/j0xXYNJ8Erc/s72-c/Photo07090003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-1813835717408257320</id><published>2008-03-07T00:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T01:03:27.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Won't go home without __</title><content type='html'>Stats quiz over then come biz law. Mid terms is still 2 days from being over! Shopped around for a dress for baby's comms ball. Here's the two i've reserved so far from Warehouse. What think you guys? I personally bend towards the blue floral print one! :D and now to shop for the shoes!! and if any of you guys see any pretty dress please tell me alright!   &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174674395158944370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9Ai8h_CGnI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T-qkaiu7O1o/s400/Dresses!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1813835717408257320?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1813835717408257320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1813835717408257320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1813835717408257320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1813835717408257320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/wont-go-home-without.html' title='Won&apos;t go home without __'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R9Ai8h_CGnI/AAAAAAAAAKk/T-qkaiu7O1o/s72-c/Dresses!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-8617632260000720428</id><published>2008-03-05T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T22:24:46.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you hear me?</title><content type='html'>Term break was last week and it was one of the most awesome break for a very long time! Carmen and Andrea came over to Singapore for a visit, and i thought I would bring them around, spend some time with them. They had been so accomodating when I was in Rome last year! Well, turns out that it was Andea's first trip to Asia! It's funny how he liked the modern buildings in Singapore, claiming that Rome had so many old buildings. How ironic! I revisited Chinatown, Little India and Arab Street all in one day, exhausting but fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought both of them to zouk for mambo night with yayun! it was so packed, wasn't at all that nice but it was alright. i spent most of the week just bumming around at home, mj-ed like three times that week. My family and I celebrated my sis birthday on sunday at the legends, where i demanded that we ordered Peking Duck, haha alright politely requested. It was heavenly. I thought I was the most blissful when savouring the crisy skin wrapped in some flour-liked thing accompanied with sweet sauce. ^^ and then the break came to an end, too quick, spending a few hours of saturday and sunday with the boyf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8617632260000720428?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8617632260000720428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8617632260000720428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8617632260000720428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8617632260000720428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/03/can-you-hear-me.html' title='can you hear me?'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-1500768663044356549</id><published>2008-02-22T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:53:54.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you know there's nothing that you'd trade for the gems that dazzle your life</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a hectic week! I am relieved i'm done with econs (for mid-terms) and 2 more mid-terms to go, 2 presentations, 3 written reports and perhaps more. But i'm done for the week. Barely slept last night, and still up at one today. i can feel my exhaustion even in my bones. It seems that the semester is half-way over. I can definitely get used to uni life. =] or rather, the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's xy's bday today. HAPPY 20th BIRTHDAY babe! we had an advance celebration today at timbre. The food was great, music even better. it was a good break from all the work, and it was just what all of us needed. well, more pictures when i managed to steal some from the others. :) Xinyu, I &lt;3 you for being the ever cheerful girl and bringing a great smile wherever you go. It really lighten up our day! Thanks for being the bright STAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesy-iest line of the day: "&lt;em&gt;Thanks for colliding into my life&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Audrey SXL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R72qoieyVNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sMZT-YvnhVM/s1600-h/Photo07090049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169475560718619858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R72qoieyVNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sMZT-YvnhVM/s400/Photo07090049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R72qoyeyVOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eOvT1KHr6Kk/s1600-h/Photo07090045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169475565013587170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R72qoyeyVOI/AAAAAAAAAKc/eOvT1KHr6Kk/s400/Photo07090045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We love you girl! *blow kisses, and keep smiling!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And you can count on us to be there when your cookie crumbles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1500768663044356549?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1500768663044356549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1500768663044356549' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1500768663044356549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1500768663044356549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/02/ddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.html' title='When you know there&apos;s nothing that you&apos;d trade for the gems that dazzle your life'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R72qoieyVNI/AAAAAAAAAKU/sMZT-YvnhVM/s72-c/Photo07090049.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-2026717557617830596</id><published>2008-02-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T23:16:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brian is a happy dog</title><content type='html'>It's February! Week 6 of school to be exact! Almost half of my semester is over! How quick =D Chinese New Year has come and gone! This new year, had been a long time, since i really went visiting. For most of the past years of my late teenage years, I have been spending most of my new year with my friends. But this year was different. I kinda liked it too. The kind of family warmth you can never else where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reunion dinner, me and mom went to Chinatown to buy Ba Gwa! It was really crowded! I never thought I would ever go Chinatown to join in the bustle. In previous years, I always crooned about how crowded it was and could not understand why everyone would want to go Chinatown to squeeze with everyone else! First day of CNY went to grandma's house, and all my little cousins were already there! (I'm one of the older ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Xbox with my little cousins, playing checkers snakes and ladder with my youngest cousin, watching all the adults play mahjong, occasionally stealing some goodies and my punishment was my sore throat. Red packet collection went pretty well too ^^! On the 2nd day of new year, basically lazed around at home and went swimming with dad in the afternoon. Caught a movie with the boy at night, CJ7! I am so astonished to find out that the little boy in the show was acted by a girl! No wonder 'he' sounded so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 3rd day of New Year, I actually went to the club to study! Met mel to discuss AS homework and then drove by the boy's house for a visit! :) went to my aunt's house in the evening, and then dropped by Roy's house at night. It was nice seeing all the zh/ny peeps. and of course I had to play Mahjong before I leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the 4th day of new year and I still had one more visit to make, to my grandaunt's house. I was my parents' chauffeur for the past few days. Had a little dinner with the boy before he booked in for the week. I still can't get used to him booking in. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 5th day of new year, I finally met up with my best friends, esther and christine for shopping. I feel liberated to shop because of the quick income and also because I did not actually shopped much for new year clothes! Zara was a good relief and we then went to shopped for vday gifts. I went for Pilates class in the night, and it was seriously quite some workout!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the 6th day of new year, classes finally resumed for me. and Esther accompanied me to Bras Basah and Grand Cathays to get something done. I love her so much! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh, the week has just begun, but yet I'm already looking forward to Saturday. And it's Vday in 2 weeks! Can you believe Saudi Arabia called the celebration of such a holiday a sin? &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/02/12/saudi.valentine/index.html"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2008/WORLD/meast/02/12/saudi.valentine/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2026717557617830596?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2026717557617830596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2026717557617830596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2026717557617830596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2026717557617830596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/02/brian-is-happy-dog.html' title='Brian is a happy dog'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-4314637357687776110</id><published>2008-02-07T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T01:02:08.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong hei fatt choy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6nnzG72E7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zHwUhu34Fow/s1600-h/random.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163913312977949618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6nnzG72E7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zHwUhu34Fow/s400/random.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;doing anything also will feel better than usual... hmm.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-4314637357687776110?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/4314637357687776110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=4314637357687776110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4314637357687776110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4314637357687776110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/02/gong-hei-fatt-choy.html' title='Gong hei fatt choy!!'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6nnzG72E7I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zHwUhu34Fow/s72-c/random.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-8526625690829245845</id><published>2008-02-02T02:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:17:00.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riding on rough waves</title><content type='html'>ARghh. it's already 2 am and i'm still practising for my presentation tmr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to die soon, still have to do econs assignment and presentation slides by tuesday. I need a life! I need to shop! I need to go for a manicure or sth. I need my eyebrows done! But i am too lazy to do any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met up with esther a week ago and we went to geylang to eat dimsum! (and tauhuay) My first trip to geylang... hmm... the food was pleasant enough but the people, they were nice but did they have another agenda? i don't mind going back there again! provided esther don't lead me in the wrong direction again. i swear i was gonna melt under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My house has just turn into a pineapple tart factory! Lots of pineapple tarts everywhere. Yummy and addictive!! Finally, some signs that CNY is approaching! Mahjong mahjong here i come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27 dresses on wednesday? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8526625690829245845?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8526625690829245845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8526625690829245845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8526625690829245845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8526625690829245845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/02/riding-on-rough-waves.html' title='Riding on rough waves'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-7941062144634277867</id><published>2008-01-31T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:58:21.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhilarated</title><content type='html'>It's been a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The projects are killing me!!!! Despite CNY drawing nearer, I have yet to feel the festive mood! I need my long long weekends! Holidays! wheeEEEEEEEE! and *gasp.. ANGBAOS..... $_$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently went out with the bitches from touch, seriously a bunch of unimaginable nosy parkers. Was damn fun though. Too bad we're missing one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When am i going to ever catch 27 dresses huh! haha. Sweeney Todd is out too! And I actually caught Rambo 4 on the big screens just a few days ago. It was pretty short but not too bad. "Live for nothing, or die for something." Macho man Rambo said (in a low husky voice.. ooh so sexy!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, the boy is finally back from his thailand trip! yippee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yatay: der Freund says wait till baby tortoises are born! (god knows when)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My long time craving for Asian Kitchen House crispy duck is finally fulfilled! Now i can die in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhJ272E2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PZh46_kpBv8/s1600-h/n572079488_273461_2488-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161654207424893794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhJ272E2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PZh46_kpBv8/s400/n572079488_273461_2488-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhKW72E3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yQXT2KiInXk/s1600-h/Photo07090007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161654216014828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhKW72E3I/AAAAAAAAAIw/yQXT2KiInXk/s400/Photo07090007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhK272E4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sZk7_ZsHAJ8/s1600-h/n572079488_273460_2213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161654224604763010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhK272E4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/sZk7_ZsHAJ8/s400/n572079488_273460_2213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhK272E5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TLEnDMKTDNY/s1600-h/n572079488_273458_1588.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161654224604763026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhK272E5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/TLEnDMKTDNY/s400/n572079488_273458_1588.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhLG72E6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/cOTKELeVJbI/s1600-h/Photo07090004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161654228899730338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhLG72E6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/cOTKELeVJbI/s400/Photo07090004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another day for my interesting trip to geylang! Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-7941062144634277867?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/7941062144634277867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=7941062144634277867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7941062144634277867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7941062144634277867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/exhilarated.html' title='Exhilarated'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R6HhJ272E2I/AAAAAAAAAIo/PZh46_kpBv8/s72-c/n572079488_273461_2488-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-3194948824259195864</id><published>2008-01-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T22:42:53.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Globalisation; how ironic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4oi4wjXnTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oCzQGP1s4y4/s1600-h/trade_poster2big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154971081980222770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4oi4wjXnTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oCzQGP1s4y4/s400/trade_poster2big.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809420398/photo/970446796"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://movies.yahoo.com/movie/1809420398/photo/970446796&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4of0AjXnSI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2bxeQoYhe4k/s1600-h/trade_poster2big.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This is the first time I've caught a film at Cinema Europa! Trade is a nice and sad story. It's so real that it stings. Especially during the scene when Kevin Kline approached the New Jersey officer for help. There are so many times we tell ourselves to take the easiest way out by not caring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We just don't care. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do, we should be more aware.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9B04EEDA1439F936A15752C0A9629C8B63"&gt;http://query.nytimes.com/gst/fullpage.html?res=9B04EEDA1439F936A15752C0A9629C8B63&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-3194948824259195864?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/3194948824259195864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=3194948824259195864' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3194948824259195864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3194948824259195864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/globalisation.html' title='Globalisation; how ironic'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4oi4wjXnTI/AAAAAAAAAIg/oCzQGP1s4y4/s72-c/trade_poster2big.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-157661176740510547</id><published>2008-01-12T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T00:27:22.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rolling along muddy fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4eXXwjXnQI/AAAAAAAAAII/HcWBKp-0s10/s1600-h/spastic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154254732974857474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4eXXwjXnQI/AAAAAAAAAII/HcWBKp-0s10/s320/spastic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to watched IVP touch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me realised how much i missed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get back in shape!! I need to get my act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall start a brand new me day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY TWENTIETH BIRTHDAY TO MY DARLING &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;, JOLENEE!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4eXXwjXnRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/eZAkJPcAy-s/s1600-h/Photo07090010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154254732974857490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4eXXwjXnRI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/eZAkJPcAy-s/s320/Photo07090010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the wonderful time spent together gossiping, mugging, playing touch, playing board games, shopping AND eating, &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; musing over your latest bargains! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;irreplaceable&lt;/span&gt;. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-157661176740510547?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/157661176740510547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=157661176740510547' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/157661176740510547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/157661176740510547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/rolling-along-muddy-fields.html' title='Rolling along muddy fields'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R4eXXwjXnQI/AAAAAAAAAII/HcWBKp-0s10/s72-c/spastic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-1214636990734944966</id><published>2008-01-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:42:40.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"All the aunties asked if you're married, and all the men wished that you're not."</title><content type='html'>Alas, my back! *it is slanted! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended at ten today and when i went home, i saw that my posture was *gasp* leaning to the right! Frantically called mom and went to see the sinseh, which claims to put my dislocated joints at the hips back in place. Well, not that it's much of a improvement in my posture as I can see from the mirror, but I hope tmr I will stand up right again! (and not be sneaky HA HA HA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as if this was not sufficient to put me in torment, I had to nurse my horrid cramps. The best remedy to them was to sleep them away! I had a really funny dream of being chased around by a tiger. *Rawrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched so much tv today, and the last programme i watched was Amodel'slifewithPetraNemkova (Not sure how to spell her last name). I realised that she is the one who hung on to the palm tree for eight hours before being rescued during the Tsunami. She spoke a little about her experience and it was really sad because she lost her fiance in the midst of the disaster which claimed millions of lives along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never imagine losing a loved one, and in my life, the only loved one I have ever lost was that of my grandfather. and so many times, much too many, we all take each other's lives for granted. I just wanna tell all my family and friends at this point in time how much i cherish them. So good health to all ya! Take care loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-1214636990734944966?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/1214636990734944966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=1214636990734944966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1214636990734944966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/1214636990734944966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/models-life-with-petra-nemkova.html' title='&quot;All the aunties asked if you&apos;re married, and all the men wished that you&apos;re not.&quot;'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-7233950523482159948</id><published>2008-01-08T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:05:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tippy toes, cotton candy primas with tortoise zebra jibitz</title><content type='html'>My first day of school! In fact, my class still has yet to end and it's already eight pm. Words are flowing through my head and past my head, my concentration has dipped to a record low. And i have this impending doom for my intro to econs mod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet again, he has flown away. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-7233950523482159948?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/7233950523482159948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=7233950523482159948' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7233950523482159948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7233950523482159948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/tippy-toes-cotton-candy-primas-with.html' title='Tippy toes, cotton candy primas with tortoise zebra jibitz'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-78215881817386384</id><published>2008-01-01T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T01:20:10.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The first day all over again</title><content type='html'>I LOVE first blog posts for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, the year passed us by. The new year brings awaited anticipations and hopes. Though Christmas last year wasn't great, the New year definitely made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year resolutions? nawsz, hehe. read at People's it would be more interesting to have a "Habits I do not intend to break in 2008" list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Excessive TV time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Lazing in bed w laptop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Lying down while watching TV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sleeping after I eat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Spending as little time in the school as possible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Shopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Eating chocolates and deliciously sinful stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Trying to go for the first touch rugby session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Blog-hopping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Meeting up with my dear ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Missing a certain special one&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-78215881817386384?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/78215881817386384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=78215881817386384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/78215881817386384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/78215881817386384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-all-over-again.html' title='The first day all over again'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-156305331962497245</id><published>2007-12-26T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T22:36:51.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Way back into love</title><content type='html'>Christmas this year wasn't anything spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only wish is to have a better Christmas next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-156305331962497245?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/156305331962497245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=156305331962497245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/156305331962497245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/156305331962497245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/way-back-into-love.html' title='Way back into love'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-3743017481715806451</id><published>2007-12-17T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T23:51:11.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardens blue</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since i meet my best bitching buddy Christine Lee Puay Joo! Joo! We were supposed to swim (EXERCISE) but the sky wasn't kind on us. We blew our money on our hair. Afterall, what's most important to a girl if she ain't got pretty hair! Chances of pretty hair &gt; Chances of pretty face. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dyed my hair a darker shade of brown and did some treatment, becuz my hair was beginning to look like those fried mee sua. :(((( christine did soft natural curls but wasn't too pleased with the results, it looked more messy than wavy, but then the hair stylist did this for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144967753749370386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2aY6a8SFhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cCRvuJu75Bo/s320/christinescurl.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Very pretty!!! but you gotta have those machines to have this effect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2aY668SFiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/o-VZvj9YJAs/s1600-h/Photo07090023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144967762339304994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2aY668SFiI/AAAAAAAAAIA/o-VZvj9YJAs/s320/Photo07090023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I don't suppose i look that much different. But my hair definitely looked way less fried than before! I was happy for that :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to the gardens club to chill and eat french fries and talk about dicks and chicks. Really, this year seem to have flew past. "In ten years time we'll be like thirty soon." [quoted source: christine] &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wish i was just a little primary school girl growing up all over again from scratch. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Growing up's fun! Being grown up does have its privileges. But at this point in life, i'm glad i'm still growing up. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-3743017481715806451?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/3743017481715806451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=3743017481715806451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3743017481715806451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/3743017481715806451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/gardens-blue.html' title='Gardens blue'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2aY6a8SFhI/AAAAAAAAAH4/cCRvuJu75Bo/s72-c/christinescurl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-2963774139841416255</id><published>2007-12-16T15:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T16:10:43.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I cry too easily</title><content type='html'>Another Sunday has arrived. I like to think of Sunday as rest days, so no excuse for me not exercising, because i don't need any reason being: Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished watching Superman Returns. It sure is sweet to have a hero always protecting you by your side, but if there's one thing I've learnt from this movie, it's that superheroes almost always never get to be with their loved ones. To choose between love and saving the world, I suppose most would pick the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144471130975901138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TVPK8SFdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/S2PnIvpifp8/s320/superman1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My internet connection was down for the past couple of days. That made me leave my house after cooping up at home for 2 days watching Prison Break. It was nice fresh air for a change. Met up with ftb mates and surprisingly, I had a great deal of fun, much more than I was ready for. We went to Bottle Tree Park. It was my first prawning experience!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TVPa8SFgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/f3nZ4utqgmc/s1600-h/Photo07090021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144471135270868482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TVPa8SFgI/AAAAAAAAAHw/f3nZ4utqgmc/s320/Photo07090021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bottle tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUnq8SFYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uqa33iZJgns/s1600-h/Photo07090015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144470452371068290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUnq8SFYI/AAAAAAAAAGw/uqa33iZJgns/s320/Photo07090015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The prawns we caught. The biggest one was caught by me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUn68SFZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4oBrqc4KoGU/s1600-h/Photo07090016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144470456666035602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUn68SFZI/AAAAAAAAAG4/4oBrqc4KoGU/s320/Photo07090016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We call it the mutated Prawn, check out it's uber long blue pincers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUn68SFaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vn1eC69boXo/s1600-h/Photo07090018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144470456666035618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUn68SFaI/AAAAAAAAAHA/vn1eC69boXo/s320/Photo07090018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Barbequed Prawns. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One cool fact that we've learnt: Prawns turn orange when they're dead. (Not because they're boiled/heated!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUoK8SFbI/AAAAAAAAAHI/0yqC52YXo2Q/s1600-h/Photo07090021.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUoK8SFcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QNT05LySi1E/s1600-h/Photo07090022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144470460961002946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TUoK8SFcI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/QNT05LySi1E/s320/Photo07090022.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has a nice quaint ambience. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Had dinner that night at Dempsey Road. Dark place that reminded me of a small town I had dinner once in Rome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Friday was out with yvette to town, Saturday was spent at shawn's place. We played mastermind, and board games. Watched Saw I. I really need to work on my reversing skills. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2963774139841416255?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2963774139841416255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2963774139841416255' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2963774139841416255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2963774139841416255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-cry-too-easily.html' title='I cry too easily'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R2TVPK8SFdI/AAAAAAAAAHY/S2PnIvpifp8/s72-c/superman1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-7052160433472108139</id><published>2007-12-11T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T16:41:48.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Escalators - one of the worst place to fall on</title><content type='html'>Another rainy tuesday, my favourite weather on my favourite day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days, to last another sixteen days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's never easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help, that my parents are pretty cranky these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thoughts of taking the easiest way out never subside through all these months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-7052160433472108139?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/7052160433472108139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=7052160433472108139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7052160433472108139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7052160433472108139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/escalators-one-of-worst-place-to-fall.html' title='Escalators - one of the worst place to fall on'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-8585049023950378501</id><published>2007-12-09T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:42:08.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Euphoric</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1rjOwfyaxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WH--rhfYONk/s1600-h/Photo07090001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141671767272745746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1rjOwfyaxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WH--rhfYONk/s320/Photo07090001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Baby's back from brunei after sixteen days. It was horribly and incredibly long. Didn't help that he went away for field camp for nine days! I can't wait till later! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was day out with xinyu and glyn. I met them later because I decided I was too broke to even go window shopping. Actually bummed around at home the entire afternoon just watching tv. Ate at xinwanghkcafe. The serving is huge! saw this girl that looks a hell lot like xy!!! fq came and ate subway (why am i not surprise!). eric also came by and the boys had to stand outside this small shop space because the girls were trying dresses for over fifty minutes! and fq said staying at home could had been a better alternative (jooo see ur bf so ungrateful! we accompanied him n he complained! =p )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was shopping with cindia. there's this nice place at far east which sells all the really nice high end brands dresses. It's such a small shop but its size clearly does not reflect its reputation. A lot of tai tais visited the shop once new stock arrive! went down to the building next to youth park to watch esther's (indus gendi) show. it was nice, because my best friend can sing damn well! the music was really loud though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the bus today and i suddenly thought that i have quite cool parents. my parents still go dating every weekend, and they do stuff together like taking up ballroom dance lessons, and seeing them practise their dance steps at home is just so cute at times. i love my parents a lot and they love me so much too. i've come to realise that no one will ever come close to always putting me first on their mind. it's a pity i don't usually express my appreciation even though i do cherish them very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;On a random note, i want to watch movies!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8585049023950378501?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8585049023950378501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8585049023950378501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8585049023950378501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8585049023950378501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/euphoric.html' title='Euphoric'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1rjOwfyaxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/WH--rhfYONk/s72-c/Photo07090001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-6904303605074425244</id><published>2007-12-05T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T16:13:57.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always a rainbow after the rain</title><content type='html'>&lt;c&gt;Finally, it's feeling more like december! It's pouring so heavily outside. Nice weather to sleep in for the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching up on Heroes Season two. I'm only at episode three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Monday 3/dec -&lt;br /&gt;was spent shopping with chels, and i met char and her german friend daniel at wheelocks. then headed to bishan to meet yvette. We bought new lingerie! went to checked out the sony cams, but nth much fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tuesday 4/dec -&lt;br /&gt;went to school early for project. was late, but as usual, no one was early too! after passing david the funds that we have raised, it was more shopping time!! shopping with cindia at suntec, went to collect my new 'army' specs from paris miki. i look quite studious in them (in worse words, hideous and seriously nerdy). paid a few hundreds for them so i'd better wear them! we bus down to bugis, and it was so humid and noisy there. I still couldn't find the white dress that i wanted! (but there's always tomorrow, shopping w cindia again!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we left bugis after eating yummy cheezy fries, and i swear, cindia is a fan of cheese! she even has the cheese sauce at home! (altho she claims she'd only just bought them 2 days ago, i secretly think not!) we train down to dover (so ulu!!!) and along the way, i was entertaining cindia because of her amusement that i've never been to so many places. and she said i was too much a serangoon person. and that serangoon people lived in their own world. Well, i'm happy in my world. haha. Yes, i've never been to holland v at night, nor heard of dempsey road (until i read abt it on someone else's blog) or went to this other place which was near tanglin road i forgot the name. BUT SOON I'll visit them all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played mahjong with cindia and her friends. all three of us are totally unconnected other than the fact that we all knew cindia. and the three of them are really, another level at mahjong. i lost damn a lot to cindia the mj goddess!!! i don't dare to play mj already, too ashame of my skills. haha. just kidding, still have the mahjong session with shen n chris coming up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i had a dream (cindia says nightmare) about me crashing the car (yet again), this time down the hill. i think it's a sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to heroes episode three! finally meeting shawn mal mouse eric n vette for dinner later! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting down &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;1 day - to 10th mth w baby love&lt;br /&gt;3 days - till baby's back from brunei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6904303605074425244?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6904303605074425244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6904303605074425244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6904303605074425244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6904303605074425244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/theres-always-rainbow-after-rain.html' title='There&apos;s always a rainbow after the rain'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-6624930065953755707</id><published>2007-12-03T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T02:21:02.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lala is sea snails!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today met Char and we went to St.James Flea Market!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was a great deal of fun! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The weather was so hot i thought i would melt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;met esther and nat for chomp chomp feast after!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L07gfyawI/AAAAAAAAAGc/tKuFWQDwqIA/s1600-R/Photo07090024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139439427955878658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L07gfyawI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cRt_d0h0xBs/s320/Photo07090024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so, yesterday mark the end of my examinations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't feel much liberated maybe because I have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been slacking all along. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To mark this graceful occasion, we went to Minds Cafe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All of them didn't enjoy Monopoly quite as much as I did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love playing money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0NwfyaqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/c6UP6xX0fpk/s1600-R/Photo07090023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139438641976863394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0NwfyaqI/AAAAAAAAAFs/R35vraNXc1Y/s320/Photo07090023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After tauhuays, the four superheroes went in search for a new adventure!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The search for the Christmas Trees (O_O) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Here's one outside The Cathays. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OAfyarI/AAAAAAAAAF0/fLoSJzZ6LgQ/s1600-R/Photo07090008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139438646271830706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OAfyarI/AAAAAAAAAF0/moKWxcUP1-o/s320/Photo07090008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OQfyasI/AAAAAAAAAF8/olGVqsdiwQA/s1600-R/Photo07090002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139438650566798018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OQfyasI/AAAAAAAAAF8/URSi3jl4gzA/s320/Photo07090002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The prettiest one you can find!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A white christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OgfyatI/AAAAAAAAAGE/jQtg1DC3Plo/s1600-R/01122007315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139438654861765330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OgfyatI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RxFylPa9Ac0/s320/01122007315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And the tallest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OwfyauI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ZVO7D_rgoG0/s1600-R/Photo07090017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139438659156732642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L0OwfyauI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9aYNOu1g-KY/s320/Photo07090017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyhgfyamI/AAAAAAAAAFM/CazBj_wBoyg/s1600-R/Photo07090019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139436782256024162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyhgfyamI/AAAAAAAAAFM/-6U03MAUoyY/s320/Photo07090019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;During dinner time, jo was still fussing with her new bought toy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyhwfyanI/AAAAAAAAAFU/85Xb8zWwIZk/s1600-R/Photo07090010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139436786550991474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyhwfyanI/AAAAAAAAAFU/NeO4XgpPBXQ/s320/Photo07090010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyiAfyaoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/xKQefT0M1QU/s1600-R/Photo07090011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139436790845958786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyiAfyaoI/AAAAAAAAAFc/9zV__R9wJT4/s320/Photo07090011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, can you get any cooler than her? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;haha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyiQfyapI/AAAAAAAAAFk/JhvkGXW0V3M/s1600-R/Photo07090012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139436795140926098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1LyiQfyapI/AAAAAAAAAFk/lRfC1n7TNQo/s320/Photo07090012.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This salt n pepper brings back tearful memory. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SIX MORE DAYS TILL he's back!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6624930065953755707?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6624930065953755707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6624930065953755707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6624930065953755707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6624930065953755707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/12/lala-is-sea-snails.html' title='Lala is sea snails!'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R1L07gfyawI/AAAAAAAAAGc/cRt_d0h0xBs/s72-c/Photo07090024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-783530601997014964</id><published>2007-11-30T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T13:34:27.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY is HEROES day</title><content type='html'>My exams still aren't over. My ass can't seem to warm the chair when i'm studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I absolutely love this song!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/UhBivN-al7/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/UhBivN-al7/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows how long I've loved you&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you still&lt;br /&gt;Will I wait a lonely lifetime&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuz if I ever saw you&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t catch your name&lt;br /&gt;But it doesn't really mattered&lt;br /&gt;I will always feel the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you forever and forever&lt;br /&gt;Love you with all my heart&lt;br /&gt;Love you whenever we’re together&lt;br /&gt;Love you when we’re apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I finally find you&lt;br /&gt;Your song will fill the air&lt;br /&gt;Sing it loud so I can hear you&lt;br /&gt;Make it easy to be near you&lt;br /&gt;For the things you do endear you to me&lt;br /&gt;You know I will&lt;br /&gt;I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, 8 more days till you're home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a funny note, I chance upon my pri. sch's good friend's facebook! We lost contact for about 10 years. TEN years! damn, i feel a bit old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, next time 20 years down the road, when you meet me, you'll go... "Hey that's my old pal from way back.. errr.. was it 20 years back? no i think it was 22 years.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is amusing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-783530601997014964?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/783530601997014964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=783530601997014964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/783530601997014964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/783530601997014964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/friday-is-heroes-day.html' title='FRIDAY is HEROES day'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-8514733757147143951</id><published>2007-11-24T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T19:37:11.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going banana and nuts and very mad about studying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I practically spent the entire morning and afternoon watching &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;America's Next Top Model Season 9&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;A shot at Love (Tila Tequila).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tila is so smokin hot. Thanks jo!&lt;br /&gt;(and why hv u been watching so many les/bi shows lately ?_?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKp3kN9ZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PSY-dYCVn18/s1600-h/tila2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136367089422824850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKp3kN9ZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PSY-dYCVn18/s320/tila2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKqnkN9aI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qpgA-_WR4Xg/s1600-h/tila.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136367102307726754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKqnkN9aI/AAAAAAAAAEk/qpgA-_WR4Xg/s320/tila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136367115192628658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKrXkN9bI/AAAAAAAAAEs/WOddZoMOAZo/s320/tila_bobby_03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKr3kN9cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5hPLUi0bU58/s1600-h/tila_amanda_08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136367123782563266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKr3kN9cI/AAAAAAAAAE0/5hPLUi0bU58/s320/tila_amanda_08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Pics taken from Mtv.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only started on my act at around four. Guess that means &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no early night for me today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With twc paper coming up on monday, (in 1 day's time)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I feel so unprepared. Can't we just fuck exams? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIGH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some evidence that I had been doing &lt;em&gt;some&lt;/em&gt; work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBQ3kN9VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dm8jH9OdIpM/s1600-h/PICT1903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136356764321445202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBQ3kN9VI/AAAAAAAAAD8/dm8jH9OdIpM/s320/PICT1903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My messy table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBRnkN9WI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qglu1tmiLYo/s1600-h/PICT1904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136356777206347106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBRnkN9WI/AAAAAAAAAEE/qglu1tmiLYo/s320/PICT1904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;. . . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check out my new biscuit! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBR3kN9XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ByG0QKNyLgU/s1600-h/PICT1905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136356781501314418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBR3kN9XI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ByG0QKNyLgU/s320/PICT1905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBSXkN9YI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mwlTb_0xLp8/s1600-h/PICT1908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136356790091249026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gBSXkN9YI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mwlTb_0xLp8/s320/PICT1908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See how it matches my nails! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I miss all my dears. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Holland V soon pls/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mj (psst i discovered a new method)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8514733757147143951?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8514733757147143951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8514733757147143951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8514733757147143951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8514733757147143951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/going-banana-and-nuts-and-very-mad.html' title='Going banana and nuts and very mad about studying'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0gKp3kN9ZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/PSY-dYCVn18/s72-c/tila2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-316059032651045352</id><published>2007-11-23T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T00:09:39.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>audrey with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to school to find audreyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i saw my cb!!! but that didn't energized me and i even took a short nap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hopefully tomorrow is a better mudday! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Us, camwhoring before leaving. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b5zHkN9QI/AAAAAAAAADU/DD7Ce2KaF8c/s1600-h/PICT1897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136067081662231810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b5zHkN9QI/AAAAAAAAADU/DD7Ce2KaF8c/s320/PICT1897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b51HkN9RI/AAAAAAAAADc/f1sixBueA_Y/s1600-h/PICT1902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136067116021970194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b51HkN9RI/AAAAAAAAADc/f1sixBueA_Y/s320/PICT1902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b51nkN9SI/AAAAAAAAADk/U2AW14wGG8M/s1600-h/PICT1898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136067124611904802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b51nkN9SI/AAAAAAAAADk/U2AW14wGG8M/s320/PICT1898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b533kN9TI/AAAAAAAAADs/MVrhCkE2UWk/s1600-h/PICT1895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136067163266610482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b533kN9TI/AAAAAAAAADs/MVrhCkE2UWk/s320/PICT1895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b54XkN9UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mIqTCevCv1U/s1600-h/PICT1901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136067171856545090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b54XkN9UI/AAAAAAAAAD0/mIqTCevCv1U/s320/PICT1901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i did it my way. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-316059032651045352?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/316059032651045352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=316059032651045352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/316059032651045352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/316059032651045352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/audrey-with-me.html' title='audrey with me'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0b5zHkN9QI/AAAAAAAAADU/DD7Ce2KaF8c/s72-c/PICT1897.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-4422644063585459527</id><published>2007-11-23T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T14:48:24.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Way</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mugging finally begins! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I spent the past 4 days with baby.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We even went to Pierce Reservoir for a walk. The view that beholds is spectucular, and suddenly I feel like going for a run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For every bad times that I go through, I tell myself that it's all worth it, because there is so much left that I have not seen. Being in a world so full of the unexpected, living each day is a surprise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looking out of the window here at the Legends, with My Way playing, makes me feel like drifting away to my own bubble land. I just fell in love with Frank Sinatra's voice all over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But there's still so much to study! Please dear Lord, send me some concentration potion! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2eXkN9NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Uw7uuE9moGE/s1600-h/Photo07090018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135922689156707538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2eXkN9NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Uw7uuE9moGE/s320/Photo07090018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What's up with that look?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2enkN9OI/AAAAAAAAADE/8l6qbf-4bvE/s1600-h/Photo07090019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135922693451674850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2enkN9OI/AAAAAAAAADE/8l6qbf-4bvE/s320/Photo07090019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's much better. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2enkN9PI/AAAAAAAAADM/ARJ5mAhvRtU/s1600-h/Photo07090012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135922693451674866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2enkN9PI/AAAAAAAAADM/ARJ5mAhvRtU/s320/Photo07090012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and pretty couz at Grandma's birthday dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-4422644063585459527?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/4422644063585459527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=4422644063585459527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4422644063585459527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/4422644063585459527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-way.html' title='My Way'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/R0Z2eXkN9NI/AAAAAAAAAC8/Uw7uuE9moGE/s72-c/Photo07090018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-7614632854997300702</id><published>2007-11-18T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T12:06:59.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La vie en Rose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hold me close and hold me fast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The magic spell you cast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is la vie en rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you kiss me, Heaven sighs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and though I close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see la vie en rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you press me to your heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in a world apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A world where roses bloom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when you speak &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Angels sing from above&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every day words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seem to turn into love songs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give your heart and soul to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And life will always be&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;La vie en Rose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-7614632854997300702?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/7614632854997300702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=7614632854997300702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7614632854997300702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7614632854997300702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/la-vie-en-rose.html' title='La vie en Rose'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-7599217462735313584</id><published>2007-11-17T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T12:10:20.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Embracing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today i learnt an important lesson.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And that is to be able to &lt;em&gt;let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That was one thing i never quite got to. The past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whatever happened were now merely memories,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The future brings much more hope, faith and love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Letting go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no more "I wish", "What if" and "If only"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because they never will be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-7599217462735313584?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/7599217462735313584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=7599217462735313584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7599217462735313584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/7599217462735313584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/embracing.html' title='Embracing'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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-6259448570279938048.post-2422349026756428785</id><published>2007-11-15T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:27:01.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twirls and Swirls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holidays - wheeee &lt;strong&gt;STARTED &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams - 1 week away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying - &lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt; (supposedly) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mahjong - &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; exams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping - &lt;em&gt;after &lt;/em&gt;exams &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HMMM....&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby - &lt;em&gt;in time/after&lt;/em&gt; Christmas? WEDNESDAY! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday - &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Pictures from classes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr3HkN9EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vVe4TKzfj-Y/s1600-h/n511124371_228538_1392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133025901219279938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr3HkN9EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vVe4TKzfj-Y/s320/n511124371_228538_1392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I heart Cindia. &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr33kN9FI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YX7wCFq-t6U/s1600-h/n511124371_228539_1649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133025914104181842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr33kN9FI/AAAAAAAAAB8/YX7wCFq-t6U/s320/n511124371_228539_1649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keith, ain't you lucky? HAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4HkN9GI/AAAAAAAAACE/_vOsmANpRzI/s1600-h/n511124371_228531_9526.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133025918399149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4HkN9GI/AAAAAAAAACE/_vOsmANpRzI/s320/n511124371_228531_9526.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely girlmates, missing: Shermaine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4XkN9HI/AAAAAAAAACM/IB_x5cwz_gA/s1600-h/n511124371_228544_3046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133025922694116466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4XkN9HI/AAAAAAAAACM/IB_x5cwz_gA/s320/n511124371_228544_3046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4XkN9II/AAAAAAAAACU/8Hf-IzYedKg/s1600-h/n511124371_228517_4729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133025922694116482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr4XkN9II/AAAAAAAAACU/8Hf-IzYedKg/s320/n511124371_228517_4729.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;From left: Head TA, Prof KK Sharma, Clement, Valerie, Me, Cindia, Shermaine, Lips, Bali, Keith and Frank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwqhXkN9DI/AAAAAAAAABs/QAOcxXD_yJQ/s1600-h/P1120336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133024428045497394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwqhXkN9DI/AAAAAAAAABs/QAOcxXD_yJQ/s320/P1120336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Mgmt Comms 101 Wednesday Prof Estad Class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/6259448570279938048-2422349026756428785?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2422349026756428785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2422349026756428785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2422349026756428785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2422349026756428785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/twirls-and-swirls.html' title='Twirls and Swirls'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwr3HkN9EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/vVe4TKzfj-Y/s72-c/n511124371_228538_1392.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-8495770628957540725</id><published>2007-11-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:29:15.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh no, I wanna be 18!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My birthday celebrations!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm exhilarated, because I had three birthday celebrations this year, and yes, 3 cakes. I feel truly blessed to have my lovely bunch of girlies. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-birthday with All.For.Children&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday with jo, auds, glyn and jolene(2) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwnBHkN9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/boG-xUJE7to/s1600-h/DSCF5142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133020575459832850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwnBHkN9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/boG-xUJE7to/s320/DSCF5142.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwnBXkN9CI/AAAAAAAAABk/6cOT_ixcpP4/s1600-h/DSCF5143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133020579754800162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwnBXkN9CI/AAAAAAAAABk/6cOT_ixcpP4/s320/DSCF5143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Post-birthday at Fish &amp;amp; Co. with Esther and Christine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Best birthday cake award goes to E and C. =P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks babes and to all who wished me, making me feel very much loved by all of you. LOL. I love all you babes too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And of course to my baby, for the bouquet of flowers even though he's in camp! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can hardly wait for the surprise, although baby claims there won't be any. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Muacks! ! **&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-8495770628957540725?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/8495770628957540725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=8495770628957540725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8495770628957540725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/8495770628957540725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/oh-no-i-wanna-be-18.html' title='Oh no, I wanna be 18!!!!'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwnBHkN9BI/AAAAAAAAABc/boG-xUJE7to/s72-c/DSCF5142.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-6570486457797494382</id><published>2007-11-15T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T18:50:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping with Rachel</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wasn't supposed to shop. Wasn't even in the mood to shop. But Rachel.... all your fault!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkGnkN8-I/AAAAAAAAABE/KRZfRa7NPT8/s1600-h/juelingandrachie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133017371414229986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkGnkN8-I/AAAAAAAAABE/KRZfRa7NPT8/s320/juelingandrachie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkHHkN8_I/AAAAAAAAABM/336OjdGmMtU/s1600-h/DSC00190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133017380004164594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkHHkN8_I/AAAAAAAAABM/336OjdGmMtU/s320/DSC00190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkHXkN9AI/AAAAAAAAABU/WwrqOApBfyk/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133017384299131906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkHXkN9AI/AAAAAAAAABU/WwrqOApBfyk/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-6570486457797494382?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/6570486457797494382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=6570486457797494382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6570486457797494382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/6570486457797494382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/shopping-with-rachel.html' title='Shopping with Rachel'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwkGnkN8-I/AAAAAAAAABE/KRZfRa7NPT8/s72-c/juelingandrachie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6259448570279938048.post-2138225157660518777</id><published>2007-11-15T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T18:28:50.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HALLOWEEN 2007 @ MOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Long overdued Halloween pictures. Our first of many halloween parties to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133006913168864210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwal3kN89I/AAAAAAAAAA8/S2EUS65UqCo/s320/PICT1803.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;likkhian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTI3kN84I/AAAAAAAAAAU/o_th5jn0wSk/s1600-h/PICT1767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132998718371263362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTI3kN84I/AAAAAAAAAAU/o_th5jn0wSk/s320/PICT1767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTJXkN85I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OGnyaCH2Ey0/s1600-h/PICT1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132998726961197970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTJXkN85I/AAAAAAAAAAc/OGnyaCH2Ey0/s320/PICT1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTKnkN86I/AAAAAAAAAAk/EZHbZaAlp9k/s1600-h/PICT1773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132998748436034466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTKnkN86I/AAAAAAAAAAk/EZHbZaAlp9k/s320/PICT1773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTLHkN87I/AAAAAAAAAAs/9h2TcJNecSE/s1600-h/PICT1793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132998757025969074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTLHkN87I/AAAAAAAAAAs/9h2TcJNecSE/s320/PICT1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On our way there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTMnkN88I/AAAAAAAAAA0/HTyAEhtqPpM/s1600-h/PICT1798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132998782795772866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwTMnkN88I/AAAAAAAAAA0/HTyAEhtqPpM/s320/PICT1798.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3ijGwZNWtKY/RzwP5HkN83I/AAAAAAAAAAM/2oXldCmM-LA/s1600-h/PICT1766.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6259448570279938048-2138225157660518777?l=alice-in-lace.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/feeds/2138225157660518777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6259448570279938048&amp;postID=2138225157660518777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2138225157660518777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6259448570279938048/posts/default/2138225157660518777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alice-in-lace.blogspot.com/2007/11/halloween-2007-mos.html' title='HALLOWEEN 2007 @ MOS'/><author><name>pigabelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11057236811048004736</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/_3ijGwZNWtKY/Rzwal3kN89I/AAAAAAAAAA8/S2EUS65UqCo/s72-c/PICT1803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
