<?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-6685485</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:06:51.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>dars</name><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>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-4363244082206229417</id><published>2007-10-18T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T10:10:46.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it was a bad day yest.... wonder why must this happen over n over again.. how i wish i have the rights to scold or rather say them.. cant you just get over n done with it rather then dragging it and get hurt again and again... see already also heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i haven been saying much but i really hope i can do something to lessen yr heartache seeing you like tt my heartaches too. guys are just bloody jerks dont they have brain to think oh shd i say they dun have brains at all??? maybe thats the case huh no brainer... fucking piss.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st we have already tried giving u a bloody chance n u keep ruining it.. i tot this time round you might have learn your lesson and really try to ask us accept u again BUT i was fucking wrong.... no way i am going to try it again... u tink we are stupid or something bloody asshole....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-4363244082206229417?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4363244082206229417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4363244082206229417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/10/it-was-bad-day-yest.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-6850374187436968286</id><published>2007-08-22T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T17:36:57.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after 1 mth of OT i am finally freeeee or shd i say jobless. Yup have quit the one at 11 Media Channel. Still remember i was so happy that i got this job at 1st but it turns out sucky. OT everyday till 4-5am.. thats pretty bad. NO LIFE indeed... so in order to get another job i have to quit this one 1st. yest was my last day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today onwards i would have to look for a new job in order to survive for the next mth if u guys know me well i dun have any savings so no work no $$ thats kinda bad huh... but at least i am happy now i get my life back... seems like i just came out of jail hahaa can get all the updates frm home / frens and all back to my old life huh...&lt;br /&gt;have to really get a job soon man if not how to "yang jia" hahahaha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to myself... *smile*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-6850374187436968286?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6850374187436968286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6850374187436968286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/08/after-1-mth-of-ot-i-am-finally-freeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-5674577758471884045</id><published>2007-07-19T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T14:50:35.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am in the office right now (kinda free nothing to do becoz the job have not return frm the client yet).... have been working in this new company for like 8 days... these are the timing i finish work u shall see the difference:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 = 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 = 6 pm&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 = 6.45 pm&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 = 2 am - reach hm at 2.30 am&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 = 11pm - reach hm at 11.40pm&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 = 4 am - reach hm at 4.45 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today i have no idea what time i am suppose to work till.. Haha was saying that i am working permanent night shift. if it continues like tt i have no idea how long i can tahan... damn tired though.. the only days i can enjoy is saturday,sunday and public holidays... cant wait for august...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-5674577758471884045?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5674577758471884045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5674577758471884045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/07/am-in-office-right-now-kinda-free.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-6986504865757259080</id><published>2007-07-11T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T16:25:00.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first day of work as usual have nothing much to do... have been rotting the whole morning... today is just not my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i forgot my wallet (was abt to board the bus then i found out.) - so i had to run home to get it&lt;br /&gt;2) the bus take so long to come - afraid that i will be late so i took a cab down &lt;br /&gt;3) i make someone i love sad or rather hurt - i feel sad to see you sad... hopefully you will be alrite soon i wanna cya smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the office look kinda cool... not like what i expected but still not bad. it has the designer feel... thats good enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-6986504865757259080?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6986504865757259080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6986504865757259080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/07/first-day-of-work-as-usual-have-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-3998817401872385997</id><published>2007-07-10T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T02:28:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fun doing things together.pitching the tent.sitting by the beach is just so relaxing. though its just a few hours but its enough. having dinner together. shopping for clothes. laughing at stupids things is just so fun. in totally had a great day though its just doing something so minimal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day its just kinda sad to hear something i dont wanna hear.... though i know i am in the wrong but doing what you like isnt what you are suppose to do?  i am just following what my hearts tells me to do.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-3998817401872385997?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/3998817401872385997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/3998817401872385997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/07/fun-doing-things-together.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-6731357340708749049</id><published>2007-07-07T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T10:25:01.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of work at IMM... pratically have nothing to do just here to rot. how wonderful can it be rite? did ask if i could give today a miss but boss say to come since its the last day. i rather stay at home to slp (coz its like waste of time coming here) kinda tired coz i got home at 330 am last nite so which means i have only 4 hrs of slp. but its worth it... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be starting work on wed... thx god they gave me 2 days to rest before starting work at the new place. of course i will not be rotting at home for those 2 days... =P will be heading down to east coast on mon to chill or shd i say it a camping trip... hahaha yeah camping at east coast park... coolness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-6731357340708749049?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6731357340708749049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/6731357340708749049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-day-of-work-at-imm.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-9186083943528172806</id><published>2007-07-04T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T10:21:27.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel great today when i woke up.... (though i am pretty tired)... it feel as if its my birthday.. i will have this exact same feeling when its my birthday.. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;is it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;becoz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; its a special day??? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am starting my new job on the 11 July (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;).. kinda excited...wonder hows the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pple&lt;/span&gt;, office, environment like.. hopefully its the arty arty kind.. i would to love to work in that kinda environment. heard from him (the guy who interviewed me) that there is a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;balcony&lt;/span&gt; in the office how cool can that be.. i could picture how the office look like (hopefully its what i picture)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-9186083943528172806?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/9186083943528172806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/9186083943528172806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/07/3-july-07-i-feel-great-today-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-5774619673864017569</id><published>2007-06-25T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T23:51:35.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=P New job coming my way, new things / pple in my life. So far life have been great.... Maybe there are still some stuff tt are kinda sucky but life still goes on....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i got another new job at 11 channel media group (didnt expect to get another one so fast) waiting for them to call to see when i am suppose to start work. Suppose to get a call frm them today but did not. Hopefully they did not cheat my feelings if not i die. Its a advertising firm. Postition as a Graphic Designer... According to the job scope this is what i have been longing for. I am kinda happy.... or rather very happy... Though i will have to work till 2-3am but doing something you like is worth it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-5774619673864017569?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5774619673864017569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5774619673864017569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/06/p-new-job-coming-my-way-new-things-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-1445871851313101084</id><published>2007-06-03T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:44:13.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to reality.... Just got back frm Langkawi this evening! Had fun, its damn relaxing (where troubles will be all gone)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQktLL0oI/AAAAAAAAADo/FbjC1ZsNLjI/s1600-h/DSC00143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQktLL0oI/AAAAAAAAADo/FbjC1ZsNLjI/s200/DSC00143.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071845459392975490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from the cable car.. Damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQktLL0pI/AAAAAAAAADw/ottV9bOQh7I/s1600-h/DSC00154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 183px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQktLL0pI/AAAAAAAAADw/ottV9bOQh7I/s200/DSC00154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071845459392975506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQk9LL0qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WIEp8Y9cq0M/s1600-h/DSC00057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQk9LL0qI/AAAAAAAAAD4/WIEp8Y9cq0M/s200/DSC00057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071845463687942818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went  for Island  Hopping.... On the way to one of the island.. The water is kinda clear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQk9LL0rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/02BO-C-2x4o/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQk9LL0rI/AAAAAAAAAEA/02BO-C-2x4o/s200/DSC00094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071845463687942834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View of sunset..  At the lighthouse resturant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are some of the pix(out of 190 photos) Haha Can you imagine I have taken so many photos in just 2 days. Anyway I am kinda lazy to elaborate on the places I went coz I am super tired.. Haha Overall its just fun.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-1445871851313101084?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/1445871851313101084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/1445871851313101084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/06/back-to-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RmLQktLL0oI/AAAAAAAAADo/FbjC1ZsNLjI/s72-c/DSC00143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-8744710274367619208</id><published>2007-05-31T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-31T21:51:32.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just wonder sometimes why someone can be such a coward that you dont face yours problems. so pou pou ma ma... Just get over and done with it rite???? What the heck are you thinking?? Hurting all the pple ard you and causing yrself to feel bad (i have no idea if you ever feel bad at all). If you dun wanna continue this relationship just end it STOP dragging it.... Like what the fuck. If you think you dun wanna end it, then can you please put yr heart and soul or at least put / show your effort that you really want this to turn out rite??? I really cant stand yr attitude already. Like what the fuck do you want?????? Am sad and tired of you.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-8744710274367619208?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/8744710274367619208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/8744710274367619208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-wonder-sometimes-why-someone-can.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-3942878900758778741</id><published>2007-05-18T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:36:30.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my one week break this week... How fast can the time pass man... Its Thursday and I am starting my new job on Monday and another job on like Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the same thing almost everyday. Woke up in the afternoon, watch TV then go out in the evening. Oh btw went to Pulau Ubin today.... My butt is aching like shit now it seems to have split into half or something (someone said to me this b4 "aint yr butt already split into half??" haha) Anyway its becoz of 4hrs of cycling on the island.... That the cause of the aching. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUNLL0iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4NMyBFry5Xk/s1600-h/joden-0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUNLL0iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4NMyBFry5Xk/s320/joden-0097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565865018905122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUdLL0jI/AAAAAAAAADA/J1TasEUpOjQ/s1600-h/joden-0102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUdLL0jI/AAAAAAAAADA/J1TasEUpOjQ/s320/joden-0102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565869313872434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look at how muddy this place is.  Lucky I wore the old shoe... If not my shoe is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUdLL0kI/AAAAAAAAADI/aVFULW47DBI/s1600-h/joden-0103.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUdLL0kI/AAAAAAAAADI/aVFULW47DBI/s320/joden-0103.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565869313872450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Took us so long to find this beach.  And its about to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUtLL0lI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VG8L-Nb1g4A/s1600-h/joden-0106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUtLL0lI/AAAAAAAAADQ/VG8L-Nb1g4A/s320/joden-0106.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565873608839762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"This is what I call FIZZY drinks"&lt;br /&gt;- That is what I said when I took the 1st slip of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBU9LL0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/pwYHrwOFq2Q/s1600-h/joden-0110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBU9LL0mI/AAAAAAAAADY/pwYHrwOFq2Q/s320/joden-0110.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065565877903807074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had seafood lunch at about 3++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyDR9LL0nI/AAAAAAAAADg/IWDTuJaVYG0/s1600-h/joden-0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyDR9LL0nI/AAAAAAAAADg/IWDTuJaVYG0/s320/joden-0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065568025387455090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And the 2 bikers who doesnt wanna show their faces. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After the 4 hrs of cycling I bet we have lost quite alot of fats. But know what we when to had steamboat for dinner. Haha!!&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/6685485-3942878900758778741?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/3942878900758778741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/3942878900758778741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/05/had-my-one-week-break-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkyBUNLL0iI/AAAAAAAAAC4/4NMyBFry5Xk/s72-c/joden-0097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-162622932360787093</id><published>2007-05-10T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T00:15:03.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is the my last day at SGH. Its a mixed feeling... Happy to leave that place and yet sad coz I love my col who are still there. They are just a group of funny pple fun to work and hangout with.... Will definely miss all of you... (the turtles, master splinter, PSP gang)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a farewell party last friday as Lin has to fly to perth. Had a great time together.. Had dinner at Riverside Restaurant.. Then hang out at Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a fake cheque from them... They said I could exchange for a real one. So nice of them huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0IMcFiiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UdJGEaLfuwk/s1600-h/CIMG4477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0IMcFiiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UdJGEaLfuwk/s320/CIMG4477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062947721477196322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fake cheque I got from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0H8cFihI/AAAAAAAAACI/0MT9i8K2xlk/s1600-h/CIMG4469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0H8cFihI/AAAAAAAAACI/0MT9i8K2xlk/s320/CIMG4469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062947717182229010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The lovely pple that I am going to miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0mscFikI/AAAAAAAAACg/3APKiF3r03g/s1600-h/lin.mel.sar.den%28sephia%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0mscFikI/AAAAAAAAACg/3APKiF3r03g/s320/lin.mel.sar.den%28sephia%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062948245463206466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At Zouk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0nMcFilI/AAAAAAAAACo/MlP4_0ZuY1c/s1600-h/IMG_0933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0nMcFilI/AAAAAAAAACo/MlP4_0ZuY1c/s320/IMG_0933.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062948254053141074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today last day at the office. Had a surprise for me. ( lunch in and a video from them - so sweeeet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0nMcFimI/AAAAAAAAACw/XoHrSo4zK-4/s1600-h/joden-0086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0nMcFimI/AAAAAAAAACw/XoHrSo4zK-4/s320/joden-0086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062948254053141090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally this is the cute little thing(the operating theatre chip munk) they got for me and the real cheque. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys man!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-162622932360787093?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/162622932360787093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/162622932360787093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-is-my-last-day-at-sgh.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RkM0IMcFiiI/AAAAAAAAACQ/UdJGEaLfuwk/s72-c/CIMG4477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-4837924052168861034</id><published>2007-04-14T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T22:54:26.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just bored trying to find something to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I have tender my resignation letter? Yeah I have given my resignation letter on Thursday.. Yeah I am leaving that place pretty soon but will miss all my crazy colleques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went Lanjut over the weekends with my fren... Just a 2 days 1 night outing.. Here are some of the photos I have taken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpO4Xf_aI/AAAAAAAAABE/lrqv1HmFRk4/s1600-h/joden-0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 194px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpO4Xf_aI/AAAAAAAAABE/lrqv1HmFRk4/s320/joden-0008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053295223768087970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Breakfast b4 we head down to the resort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_cI/AAAAAAAAABU/AN1q7HeWvJs/s1600-h/joden-0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_cI/AAAAAAAAABU/AN1q7HeWvJs/s320/joden-0014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053295232358022594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDqJIXf_gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IPPcdkaU5DA/s1600-h/joden-0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDqJIXf_gI/AAAAAAAAAB0/IPPcdkaU5DA/s320/joden-0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053296224495468034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how the resort look like...  Just some normal looking chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_dI/AAAAAAAAABc/C5pltwSv-WE/s1600-h/joden-0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_dI/AAAAAAAAABc/C5pltwSv-WE/s320/joden-0019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053295232358022610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Had BBQ buffet for dinner... Yummmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_eI/AAAAAAAAABk/ERRx8_DEHFU/s1600-h/joden-0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 227px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpPYXf_eI/AAAAAAAAABk/ERRx8_DEHFU/s320/joden-0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053295232358022626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If there wasnt clouds we will be able to see the beautiful sunrise... Too bad..&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/6685485-4837924052168861034?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4837924052168861034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4837924052168861034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/04/just-bored-trying-to-find-something-to.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RiDpO4Xf_aI/AAAAAAAAABE/lrqv1HmFRk4/s72-c/joden-0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-580964613552258499</id><published>2007-03-28T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T00:13:08.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how i wish i can dont care abt some stuff but just cant help it. how much i wanna cry sometimes.  how much i miss you. how much i wanna forget you. how much i wanna get over you. how much i dun wanna work. how much i feel like screaming. how much i wanna ignore you. how much i wanna scold you. how i get so piss with you. how much i dislike something. how much i wanna get out of this place. how much i wanna get things over and get it done. how much i wanna be alone sometimes. how much i feel like banging the wall. how much i wanna have my brain washed. how much i wanna study. how much i wanna do something but am scare to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after typing the paragraph above i have no idea what am i typing actually... it doesn't really make sense to me.... like why did i type  and all.... anyway since i have type it i shall just post it... like who cares rite. nobody will reads anyway.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway am on 2 days mc.... becoz of headache as usual. this time round its worst then the previous coz medi doesn't seem to stop the headache cum i feel nausea. had headache for contiuous 2 days. its kinda scary though coz it had nv happen to be b4 like non stop kind. actually went to the doc on friday but the medi doesnt seems to helps so went back to the same doc today. she concluded that it is migraine. ask to try out the new medi she gave me if it still doesnt work then she will have to investigate to see if there is other reason that cause the headache. how bad can it be rite.... hai.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-580964613552258499?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/580964613552258499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/580964613552258499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-i-wish-i-can-dont-care-abt-some.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-1410307810690778762</id><published>2007-03-17T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:10:23.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to catch this show today... To me its damn good though its a sad show but worth watching. You can hear pple blowing their nose in the cinema. Haha!! Yeah I cried... DAMN sad. Shall not tell you guys what is going to happen in the show.. Wanna know go watch it. Read the &lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;synopsis below. Trailers click &lt;a href="http://www.encorefilms.com/fl-heartypaws-trailer.html"&gt;here...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvYaC--tMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKdijbtV_v4/s1600-h/heartypaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvYaC--tMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKdijbtV_v4/s320/heartypaw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042862149760627906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearty Paws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Synopsis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chan is an 11 year old boy who lives alone with his younger sister, SO-I. Though he’s young, he’s tough and hates losing. He loves his younger sister so much that there isn’t a thing that he wouldn’t do for her. For her 6th birthday, he decides to give her a dog that she’s been longing to have. One early morning in winter when the world is still dark, he sneaks into a house of an old couple and steals a newly-born puppy for his sister. So happy with the dog that she wanted so badly, SO-I names it Maeum, literally translated as Heart. Maeum eats a lot and plays cute, exaggerating pain when it’s stung by a bee. The dog and she becomes really tight with each other, and Chan is happy that the dog takes care of her while he’s gone to school. They thought that happiness with the new family member would last forever. However, something unexpected happens one day, and the relationship between Chan and Maeum is in ruins. What on earth happened?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-1410307810690778762?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/1410307810690778762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/1410307810690778762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-catch-this-show-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvYaC--tMI/AAAAAAAAAA4/cKdijbtV_v4/s72-c/heartypaw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-4439664216110900625</id><published>2007-03-17T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T20:00:14.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvXmi--tLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qD7JJ12AEmI/s1600-h/zouk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 84px; height: 84px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvXmi--tLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qD7JJ12AEmI/s320/zouk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042861264997364914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to Zouk with my friends yesterday. You just have to pay $10 and you can drink all u want. Its from 6.30pm to 9.30pm. Haha.!! Some highly subsidised thing from SGH. So since its drink all u want my friend kept ordering and in the end all got drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvXmi--tKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DCOJBgnV9zg/s1600-h/phuture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvXmi--tKI/AAAAAAAAAAo/DCOJBgnV9zg/s320/phuture.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042861264997364898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;White Wine (1 cup)&lt;br /&gt;7 Up Vodka (2 cups)&lt;br /&gt;Orange Vodka (1 cup)&lt;br /&gt;Slush  (1 &amp;amp; a half cups)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I not be drunk right she keeps filling me with alcohol. Haha... The funny thing is we all got drunk by 9.30pm and that is when people start partying.  And we all went "supper" – which is only 9.45pm. Lucky out of five only 3 was drunk. Cant walk str8, puke on the streets... but I was sober. Just that I laugh at everything and starts talking nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my 2 other friends one became super quite (gone home herself cause she couldn’t stand it anymore), the other became very weird. As in she starts talking very loudly actually is more to shouting.  She keeps asking : WHY, HOW, WHERE.... So funny.... She drives everyone in the car crazy.... Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day there was no casualty,  and everyone reached home safely...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-4439664216110900625?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4439664216110900625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/4439664216110900625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/when-to-zouk-with-my-friends-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RfvXmi--tLI/AAAAAAAAAAw/qD7JJ12AEmI/s72-c/zouk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-7922677075467984864</id><published>2007-03-06T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:47:17.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was walking aimlessly on the streets of Orchard yesterday. Happen to passby Cathay so decided to catch a movie as I dun feel like going home that early. Catch DreamGirls, though its kinda long but I think its damn good... Being alone, honestly is very lonely but what to do???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-7922677075467984864?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/7922677075467984864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/7922677075467984864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/was-walking-aimlessly-on-streets-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-5336000167235374516</id><published>2007-03-04T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T20:09:07.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knowing that this might be the last time we have dinner together... the feeling just kinda sucky... everyone seems to be sooo polite / weird.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having him peeling prawns &amp; getting drinks  for us, bringing the bowls to the sink seems so weird. Have not seen him done that... I just had to control my tears and carry on with dinner... Though its just dinner but it has so much mixed feelings. But really thank god that ma ask him back for dinner.... I know he is doing the job.... Thanks You LORD...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-5336000167235374516?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5336000167235374516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/5336000167235374516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/knowing-that-this-might-be-last-time-we.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-7269288907381903743</id><published>2007-03-04T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T15:35:11.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven been blogging for sometime.... many stuffs have happen... My life is just like some channel 8 drama. Yeah it really suxs but what to do... I just have to carry on with my life and leave on with it rite??? No matter how much you tear, or how much your heart aches I still have to bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway thanks for all the msgs that I have receive frm my fren / col ... At least I know that even though times are really bad no matter at home / work /  relationship...... YOU guys are always there to support me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  wouldnt know what the outcome will be like but hopefully it will the best for everyone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-7269288907381903743?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/7269288907381903743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/7269288907381903743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/03/haven-been-blogging-for-sometime.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-2361037017904487908</id><published>2007-01-14T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T02:05:40.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Had to work today... Busy with filling as we are shifting office soon. Suppose to leave office at 12pm but decided to stay to help my friend with filling. So left around 1.20pm (she was still there when I leave, so poor thing)....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Was very hungry so the first thing was to head down to PS to have lunch... Haha... After I filled my stomach went spotlight, dai so to check some stuff for my assignment. Was walking around PS, planning to shop for tees... In the end I couldnt get any, it was either no size or the tee was kinda transluant. Think I was in PS for like 2hrs....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since I was alone I had nothing much more to do so was thinking of catching a movie at cathay... But in the end, I miss the show(lucky I did not get the tix 1st) coz I was busy shopping for a tee.... By the time I realise it pass the show time already - how lame can it be.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Just feel like being alone for the day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-2361037017904487908?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/2361037017904487908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/2361037017904487908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/01/had-to-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-726076261024448554</id><published>2007-01-04T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:54:49.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4th day of New Year and I feel like dying already... Have been feeling kinda weak / tired for the pass few days... Have been dragging myself to work... How I wish I could just lie on the bed... Guess I am falling sick soon. As I tot it wouldnt be that bad my nose bleed for no reason... Like what the heck right. Sian.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-726076261024448554?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/726076261024448554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/726076261024448554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/01/4th-day-of-new-year-and-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-8246620099626194731</id><published>2007-01-03T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T21:50:30.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Spend christmas eve at my granny's place as usual. Hang out with my cousins and stuff. Got quite alot of cool pressie from my friends and relatives these are some of them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RZuzmj-rgII/AAAAAAAAAAM/YON8fJPGyfg/s1600-h/PIC_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_aGvClAEBOjY/RZuzmj-rgII/AAAAAAAAAAM/YON8fJPGyfg/s320/PIC_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5015800085081718914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;new year?? It kinda sucky.... Have no idea if i was feeling emotional or anything.. Come to think its only some stuff that will happen often but just broke down... Like what the heck rite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When back to work today and I was kinda depress / tired or rather weak (like I dont have enough sleep or something) ... The feeling just isnt good. Memories just start flowing back into the mind thank God i was tooo tired to think abt it.... Yeah tts my new year for you hopefully its gonna get better.... Like eveyone says a new year a new start....(...yeah right but I just gotta believe it will) "Stop thinking about the pass and move on cannnn, why are you such a loser"... How i wish i could just go for a brain wash n forget everything that I dun wanna think / remember about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-8246620099626194731?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/8246620099626194731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/8246620099626194731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2007/01/spend-christmas-eve-at-my-grannys-place.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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/_aGvClAEBOjY/RZuzmj-rgII/AAAAAAAAAAM/YON8fJPGyfg/s72-c/PIC_0590.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116583634243888006</id><published>2006-12-11T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T19:27:16.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time really files one month has pass, and sometimes I am still feeling down because of some reasons. "Did I really make the right decision?" I always ask myself that. Everyday I have been trying very hard to forget and get myself occupy with stuff so I don't have to think so much. Luckily I have my new toy [PSP] with me, it keeps me occupy when I have nothing to do / bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing/seeing the same old thing over and over again is very tiring. Sometimes I just feel like giving up but having friends around me make me wanna preserver on. Having them to care about me, me crapping and cracking jokes with them really make my day. Though sometimes is just laughing at something stupid it still make yr day coz at least on that day itself you laugh/smile. =P "A smile a day make your sadness goes away".... Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever experience feeling weird being with a person alone. Not that he/she is a stranger but is someone that you are familiar with. I don't feel like talking to that person at all but sometimes seeing him/her alone makes me feel back. Like will find him/her poor thing. But when you thing of the things he/she did you will just hack care. Have been seeing him/her quite often nowadays. One thing its good but the other I am just not used to it. Its like so weird like why he/she is here how I wish he/she is out or something. I know its bad to think this way but I just can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Just hope that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;One-day things will get better.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wouldn't care about thing or bother so much about it anymore?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All the things wouldn't affect me anymore&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will just take things easy and hack care about any other things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How I wish I were still a kid where I don't have to handle so much things myself. Remember one of my friend said "If life doesn’t suck it wouldn’t be life anymore". Haha... True?? All right guess I shall stop here am I kind of emotional today? Haha... Its ok la huh let me be emotional for a day also wouldn't die. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116583634243888006?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116583634243888006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116583634243888006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/12/time-really-files-one-month-has-pass.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116560158724100733</id><published>2006-12-09T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T02:13:07.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/1600/601007/holiday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/320/564354/holiday.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the premiers of "The Holiday" with my friend.. Its special coz its in Sentosa - Palawan Beach. They have this event called "Movie by the beach"... Watching movie by the beach, under the stars its sooooo cool man. Not a bad experience. Price is around the same just that you have to pay $3 for the admission. Guess it will be out next week. Go catch it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my friend got me this when she is back frm Taiwan... Its mashmallow..Cute looking huh, cant bear to eat it... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/1600/587879/joden-0178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/320/793152/joden-0178.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116560158724100733?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116560158724100733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116560158724100733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/12/went-to-premiers-of-holiday-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116506810798315297</id><published>2006-12-02T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T22:01:48.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring, am in the office now… It’s Saturday and I have to work. Can it be more boring not?? And it’s kinda obvious that I have got nothing to do that is why I can blog during office hours right… Must act busy. Like I am typing lots of stuff (typing in “Microsoft Words”… Haha) but actually I am typing a blog entry. Its already 10am I have like 2 hrs more to go… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired only had like 4 hrs of sleep can… Just feel like slacking at home. Haha… I think I am back to my old self. Lazy to go out rather stay home to rot. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I think its cool to go back to my old self, which mean I am able to let some things go and carry on with my own life. Have to adapt the life without you. Trying my very best and I guess it’s getting better day after day… and hopefully / eventually it will be gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P Ohhhh know what I finally got my PSP (Sharon: you cant irritate me anymore - “Sorry the PSP has run out of stock”)… I bought it?? Nah where got so much cash to spend on that right… I kind of got it for free, because of Singnet. Sign up for the 2-year contract. It was a promotion period, so happen that my contract has ended so mind as well right. Have Internet access cum a free PSP… &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/1600/434822/psp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/320/648885/psp.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I’m loving it&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this month the sick month or what I had just recover from SCF (in case u have no idea what is it SCF = sore throat, cough, flu), and now the flu virus is back again… How sucky can it be huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116506810798315297?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116506810798315297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116506810798315297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/12/boring-am-in-office-now-its-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116481530887392363</id><published>2006-11-29T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:55:59.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lucky me... Having friends treating me this week. 1st it was pizza, then it was cafe cartel.... Thanks man you know who you are... =P  Love ya... Haha love yaa not because u treat me is becoz of u being there for me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been a slacking week for me. Had like nothing to do in the office... Am like bored to death can... So funny my fren was trying to pour hot water into her bottle (poka bottle) and it strink. Its looks damn weird... Haha... And after tt it gave out smoke or rather poisonous gas.. lol (the bottle melted)... Where got pple put boiling water into poka bottle u tell me. I was like laughing non stop.... This is how the bottle look like:::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/1600/641081/joden-0175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/320/393770/joden-0175.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i have seen quite abit of funny stuff lately... Was shopping the other day n I saw the fattest mannequin(guess this is how u spell it). Think its the shirt that makes it look fat... haha... Who will buy the shirt u tell me???? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/1600/621059/joden-0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1380/201/320/459020/joden-0173.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: please ignore the guy behind...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116481530887392363?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116481530887392363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116481530887392363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/11/lucky-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116368369847468807</id><published>2006-11-16T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T21:28:18.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my hair cut on saturday. Its was a $75 worth hair cut. Thats what the voucher says. Its a free thing from citibank. Since its free why not try right.... BUT I look kinda sucky now coz the lady cut till very short. I have to like style my hair everyday. Just not used to neat hair style. Miss my messy hair... Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when for SGH dinner and dance on saturday.... After that went to a pub with my col to have a drink... The atmosphere there is kinda cool. Got live band.. After the whole session, I kinda lost my voice coz we were toking very loudly as we couldnt hear each other (coz of the band). Had a great time with them....  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder anyone could help me out with my laptop. My lappy has got something wrong man. First my microsoft words got problem opening till now it haven been solved. Now i cant open my messenger at all. This really sux man... 1st was able to use the messenger version 5.0 but after i got forced to upgrade it to version 6.1 i wasnt able to open the application at all. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How sad can it be man.... =( =( And i am down with SCF = Sore throat, Cough, Flu.... Haha new term for that huh SCF.... Hate it man coz this cause me to have headache. Was on MC on tuesday then go back to work on wed. Though had a day to rest but the more I sleep the more tired I get. Have not been going out this week coz of that.... Friends have been asking me to rest at home. Haha... Call me a homely gal NOT. Haha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116368369847468807?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116368369847468807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116368369847468807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/11/had-my-hair-cut-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116290105980120576</id><published>2006-11-07T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T20:31:14.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:55%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamtirediamdepressihatemylifei&lt;br /&gt;wannagetoutofthisshitiaminnow&lt;br /&gt;iwannagetoutofsghiwannahavemoney&lt;br /&gt;topayoffmydebtsanddunwannaworkat&lt;br /&gt;sghanymoresofuckingpisswiththemmy&lt;br /&gt;lifeisjustsoscrewedup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116290105980120576?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116290105980120576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116290105980120576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/11/iamtirediamdepressihatemylifei.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116247654294306647</id><published>2006-11-02T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T22:09:02.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhhh I feel like dying can.... Am like a zombie for the past few days didnt get enough sleep coz I couldnt get myself to sleep. Anyone has any idea how to make me slp?? I am super tired but just cant force myself to slp. If I continue to be like that I will die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116247654294306647?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116247654294306647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116247654294306647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/11/ahhhh-i-feel-like-dying-can.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116222424509096530</id><published>2006-10-30T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T00:07:37.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My life is so screwed up.. I was on mc today. Voice sounds weird guess its becoz of cough or something. Next it was because of my assignment which is due on Thursday where I have not started at all. Next is work which I have to drag myself to the office almost everyday. Next was some shitty stuff which I got myself into and I ended it today. But I did not regret making that decision at all from the beginning really. Anyway I was suppose to meet my cousins for dinner then do assignment but I ended up drinking in a pub near paradize centre. Had a whole bottle of hoeggarden to myself. That was the 1st time I finish a bottle. I wasn't drunk but just red as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just having a very bad headache right now. If my mum where to know I went to drink instead of doing my assignment I will get kill by her or something coz I was sick. Just wanna slp well tonite tts why I finish tt bottle of beer. So gonna die tml coz I have to work. See what I have got myself into?? I am so screwed can.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116222424509096530?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116222424509096530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116222424509096530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-life-is-so-screwed-up.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116108597317686794</id><published>2006-10-17T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:52:53.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had to do OT yesterday to finish up my work. The “big boss” says I have to send out all the reports by yesterday. Then the problem is I have to help them do a stupid album for dunno which idiot who is leaving SGH. Have to go around asking them for photos – for those faces that are not in. Waste my time doing that by the time I finish that its already 4:40pm. How am I supposed to finish the report by 5:10pm right. SO have to stay back to finish up the crap. Do until very pek chek. Feel like throwing the report on the table and just leave and never to go back again. Do till 650 I think. Was testing out the office camera so took a few shots of my table. This is how my table look like yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very messy huh but you think I care "NO". Haha! Messy means I am doing work right? Haha!! Oh as for the foots its a radio. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/IMG_0420.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/IMG_0419.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/IMG_0419.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/IMG_0418.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/IMG_0418.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! I skip class on Thursday to go for my secondary school class gathering.  Around 17 of us turn up. Was suppose to meet at 6 but most of us were late. It seems that a lot of people are doing OT. Do OT but no OT pay.. Not fair huh they should pay us. Haha.. Anyway we had steamboat at marina bay. The usual hang out place for gatherings. $12 eat all you want. Haha.. But I think the people there are trying to kill us or something the food there is sooo salty or is it because salt is very cheap?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha these are some of the photos we took that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/DSCF1044.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/DSCF1044.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/DSCF1042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/DSCF1042.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116108597317686794?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116108597317686794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116108597317686794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-had-to-do-ot-yesterday-to-finish-up.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-116015123677311788</id><published>2006-10-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T00:13:56.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess what I made "Oreo Cheese Cake" just now. Have no idea how it taste like. Haha!! Its not ready yet gotta wait for like 3 hrs before it can be eaten. You must be thinking "DENICE MADE CHEESE CAKE"... Yeah I made it all by myself k. Was in the mood to make something. Has nothing to do anyway... Haha!! Guess my 1st gunea pig will be my sis. lol Will make her try it when its ready. Haha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/joden-0136.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/joden-0136.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Doesnt loook good but it may taste good right!! LOL&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-116015123677311788?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116015123677311788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/116015123677311788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/10/guess-what-i-made-oreo-cheese-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115988942230513902</id><published>2006-10-03T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T23:30:23.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went our to my cousin place on Sunday. Its my uncle's birthday. They had a theme for the party. Retro for the adults, as for us we have to be in our school uniform. Had so much fun.. Can you imagine my aunties wore school uniform too!! All of us wore and they were like "lets wear it later"!! Haha!! Damn funny!! Will not show it here as not to embarrass them LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some of the photos we took... It have been like how long since I wore my school uniform!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/DSC00553.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/DSC00553.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/joden-0124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/joden-0124.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/DSC00521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/DSC00521.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/DSC02145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/DSC02145.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115988942230513902?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115988942230513902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115988942230513902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-our-to-my-cousin-place-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115893803466957423</id><published>2006-09-22T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T23:18:27.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol... Just came back from "Hong Kong" on monday night. Its was alright good to go for a holiday to get away from work, school .... Took lots of photos like 300++ for the past 5 days... Its like shopping all day man... Legs ache like anything.. Haha!! Gone back to work and I am still in the holiday mood...  No mood to work at all man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway these are some of the photos I took when I was in Hong Kong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9150282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9150282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;This is the place where i was staying when in Hong Kong&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9140274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9140274.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Streets of Hong Kong&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9140272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9140272.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;lol while having dinner it rain... Tried holding an umbrella while eating your meal??&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9160352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9160352.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Interior of Disney Land train. Cute huh!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9160414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9160414.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chip and Dale&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/P9160435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/P9160435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0185.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0222.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0282.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;View of Hong Kong from the peak&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0302.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0328.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0336.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Hehe!! I get to play with Tiger Woods... Isnt it cool?? lol&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/PIC_0371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/PIC_0371.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt; This is pretty cool, you pay him $4 and you get to play chess with him.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have more pix to post up but kinda lazy. So I shall just stop here.. Shall blog again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115893803466957423?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115893803466957423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115893803466957423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/09/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115418963372774182</id><published>2006-07-30T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:13:53.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wanna share something with you. This is what I saw last week along peace center! It says "ON HOLIDAY 17 - 23/07/06 BUSINESS STARTS 24/07/06" Haha!! I think its sooo cool... Cant imagine that the stalls along the pavement will have something like that. I thought it was a newspaper stall. But its not its a "shoe repair stall" saw that uncle on my way to school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/1600/joden-0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1380/201/320/joden-0035.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115418963372774182?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115418963372774182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115418963372774182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/07/wanna-share-something-with-you.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115305426697616133</id><published>2006-07-16T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:08:17.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess where I went yest?? Haha... Went to the Zoo.. Cool huh how long have yah not been to the Zoo?? Since kindergarden / primary or secondary school?? Its kinda cool going there looking at animals?? Haha.. Did lots of lame things and took lots of lame pictures....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh have you seen a proud looking lizard before?? Look at the pix below&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0006.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It look like its posing for me right!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and do you know something elephant poo can be made into paper, recycled paper!! Its called "elephant dung paper" Look..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0031.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Look at how big the elephant foot is!!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0034.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! I have found a buddy in the zoo? Does it look like me? Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0025-1.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sharon found hers too!! =P&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0026.jpg" border="0" width="200" height="150"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though its a tiring day but I did enjoy myself alot... At the end of the day both of us are soooo tired... Hahaha!! Will go there again when I get my digi cam yeah!! =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115305426697616133?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115305426697616133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115305426697616133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/07/guess-where-i-went-yest-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115279796478489864</id><published>2006-07-13T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T21:59:21.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can you spot the not? Do you think the pic below is taken from chinatown or sentosa??&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0021.jpg" border="0" width="250" height="180"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0020.jpg" border="0" width="250" height="180"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answer is "SENTOSA".... I was like so amused when I see this in sentosa... BTW they are china tourist.. Haha!! They are all carrying an umbrella. Peng say it look like a funeral. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went sentosa yesterday to chill out. There are lots of changes... like this weird statue in the middle of nowhere&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0008.jpg" width="250" height="180"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went cycling, beach.... Some of the pictures we took &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0025.jpg" border="0" width="250" height="180"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this picture is sooo cool!! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and this pic she is trying to imitate my smile but she failed. Hahaha!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/joden-0014.jpg" border="0" width="250" height="200"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115279796478489864?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115279796478489864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115279796478489864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-you-spot-not-do-you-think-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-115254616397093746</id><published>2006-07-10T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T16:13:56.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven blog for a longgg time... =P Have gone missing for a period of time huh!! haha!! Alright shall update on you guys what I have been up to recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven gone sch for like a month as they have to stop the class due to a change of the lecturer which really sux very badly. Have decided to withdraw my advance dip as I think its a waste of time to study in that stupid school. Have to undergo sooo many trouble just to withdraw. Oh by the way I have not really withdraw it yet becoz they are not paying what they are suppose to. AND know what i am suppose to pay for my lappy which is suppose to be FREE... How horrible can this sch be rite?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha alright shall put that aside. Have been stress with work though there isnt sch.. Soooo much work to do. Cant finish my stuff and there is a deadline for it. And the date is drawing near. So the stress level is like thisssssssssssssssssssss high.... Anyway I dun have a choice i cant quit also. If i have the $$ i will just quit this job. What to do poor what. =( Just gotta bear with it till i find another job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw i got a new phone, my old one is kinda sucky already buttons all not working properly. So ren was asking me to change it as it was soooo lousy.. Haha So i got this phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/l_d510_1.jpg" width="150" height="300"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-115254616397093746?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115254616397093746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/115254616397093746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/07/haven-blog-for-longgg-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114778343113449861</id><published>2006-05-16T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:43:51.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today really sucks man.... Having a very bad headache after work &amp; was soo piss with the sister[nurse]. I was sooo tired today eyes are all red and stuff still not enough. She came to me this morning and told me that there are changes to the template again. I was sooo piss .... Must be wondering what am i toking abt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like that i was suppose to do up a template and send it to all the wards to ask the sisters[nurses] to key in the information so i can collate some stuff. She [the sister who piss me] ask me to do it on thursday, i was told to finish it and to send it out on monday. As friday was a public holiday i brought home to do. I was almost done with it and i receive a call saying that there are changes to the template which means i have to redo the whole thing. After that i brought home to do again as i cant finish it and guess what the next day i was told that there was changes to the template again. LIKE HOW am i suppose to finish it rite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why i was sooo piss today as i was about to finish she told me there was a change again and i was suppose to finish it like today. She think i am wonder woman / superman?? Like how many wards are there in SGH man. How sickening can she be. Its obvious that i couldnt finish it today so i just left the office. If she were to scold me tomorrow i am sure to shout back at her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114778343113449861?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114778343113449861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114778343113449861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-really-sucks-man.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114666812868654495</id><published>2006-05-03T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T23:07:18.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got this from an email:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;AUGUST BABY&lt;br /&gt;outgoing personality.takes risks. feeds on attention.no self control. kind hearted. self confident. loud and boisterous. VERY revengeful. easy to get along with and talk to. has an "everything's peachy" attitude. likes talking and singing. loves music. daydreamer. easily distracted. Hates not being trusted. BIG imagination. loves to be loved. hates studying. in need of "that someone". longs for freedom. rebellious when withheld or restricted. lives by "no pain no gain". caring. always a suspect. playful. mysterious. "charming" or "beautiful" to everyone. stubborn. curious. independent. strong willed. a fighter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114666812868654495?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114666812868654495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114666812868654495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/05/got-this-from-email-august-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114657205523467064</id><published>2006-05-02T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T20:16:33.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;The Five Love Languages&lt;/h2&gt;My primary love language is probably&lt;br&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quality Time&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;br&gt;with a secondary love language being&lt;br&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;b&gt;Words of Affirmation&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/big&gt;.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Complete set of results&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Quality Time:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Words of Affirmation:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;7&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Receiving Gifts:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;6&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Acts of Service:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;4&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Physical Touch:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width='20'&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;1&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;h2&gt;Information&lt;/h2&gt; Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages. Sometimes we don't understand our partner's requirements, or even our own. We all have a "love tank" that needs to be filled in order for us to express love to others, but there are different means by which our tank can be filled, and there are different ways that we can express love to others.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/lovelanguages.php' target='_blank'&gt;Take the quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114657205523467064?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114657205523467064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114657205523467064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/05/five-love-languagesmy-primary-love.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114613785959358456</id><published>2006-04-27T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T19:39:09.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;So tired...I am lack of sleep.. =( &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114613785959358456?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114613785959358456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114613785959358456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114596422359210419</id><published>2006-04-25T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T19:27:42.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;CANT WAIT FOR 14th SEPTEMBER..... COUNTING DOWN TO THAT DAT.... =P YEAH......&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114596422359210419?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114596422359210419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114596422359210419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/cant-wait-for-14th-september.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114577548110095638</id><published>2006-04-23T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T15:02:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;NO WORDS TO DESCRIBE HOW I AM FEELING, IT JUST SUX TO THE MAX&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114577548110095638?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114577548110095638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114577548110095638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/no-words-to-describe-how-i-am-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114554983610394431</id><published>2006-04-21T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T00:17:16.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This week is the start of my new module. Its on 3D animation, this is one module that I am looking forward to, and its also the reason why I took up this course. Its like soo tough. Its interesting / fun BUT tough. Hopefully I am able to survive for this module. This time round I guess I will be super tired as class is frm 730-1030. The lecturer can only make it at that time so I will be home super late. Cant imagine when assignment starts it will be worst... This module takes up alot of energy [for me]... Hahahah!! TO really concentrate and no mistake is to be made if not REDO.... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114554983610394431?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114554983610394431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114554983610394431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-week-is-start-of-my-new-module.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114528530501367325</id><published>2006-04-17T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:49:38.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh man I am so bored doing that same old thing everyday. Guess I am really not an admin person. I need a job that has to do something-different everyday maybe not everyday but once awhile. If I continue this job my brain cell will be dead before I get my diploma. Other then assignment I don't have to crack my brain that much. Dying of boredom! I want to change my job. Have job also complain don't have also complain dunno what I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for saturday...Balcony here we come... SDE &amp; SSX the superheros will save the day.... [Hahaha!! so lame so lame sound like some cartoon that i use to watch "mighty mouse"....] Love weekends it means i dont have to work. But sometimes i still gotta work on saturdays... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114528530501367325?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114528530501367325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114528530501367325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/oh-man-i-am-so-bored-doing-that-same.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114520178740235272</id><published>2006-04-16T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T23:36:27.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Something funny happen just now... My sis came into the study room and tell me that she found a cockroach in our room. Ask me to catch but I never dare to kill them eversince I watch this movie long time ago...... SO we decided to ask FIFI [my dog] the roach catcher to do the job but she ignore us... How could she.... We cant find it ma so ask her to do it right she ignore us... But I found it in the end n my sis shouted for my mum n that is where FIFI saw the roach and wanted to catch it BUT too late my mum did the job instead. Hahahah!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114520178740235272?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114520178740235272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114520178740235272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/something-funny-happen-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114457140365418624</id><published>2006-04-09T16:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T16:30:04.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How should I describe yesterday?? Irritated, Fun or .... I don't know... Haha!! Went to Giraffe [a restaurant cum bar at istana].. Guess its just a bad idea to go there huh!! Sorry guys... Wrong decision... Though the atmosphere there is great but.... The journey there was ......[no words to describe] and the food there is kinda expensive. Shall go somewhere nice and cheap next time.... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114457140365418624?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114457140365418624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114457140365418624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-should-i-describe-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114407065549942922</id><published>2006-04-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T21:22:58.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a great experience for me yesterday.... Went for life camp yesterday.. You can say its a volunterring work. We are suppose to mentor this group of kids[with attitude problem] age 11-16. My goodness tell you i almost die can.... Haha!! People in my group are those who have the most attitude.... They dont listen to you at all.... BUT thank GOD josie was with me... Hahaha!!!  Can you imagine I was playing the game by myself and the rest just disappear??? Can die rite.... Was so tiring... But guess what my group won the 2nd prize can. I and josie was kinda shock... Hahaha!!! But they are cute.... A group of kids who always wants your attention... Guess they have their reason to be like that... You will need lots of PATIENCE to be with them... I mean it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after yesterday's "life camp" I am sick today, did not go to work today coz as usual I have a very bad headache... Took another day of mc for tml also.... No harm having another day of mc rite... Hahaha!!! Can have more time to rest or rather more time to do my assignment. Haven touch it for like 3 days already... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114407065549942922?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114407065549942922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114407065549942922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-was-great-experience-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114294011112765425</id><published>2006-03-21T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T19:32:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am damn bored got nothing to do in the office. You must be thinking this girl is slacking again!! Noooo I am not k ... Just that I have already done my part.... And I have already finish what I am suppose to do just waiting for emails and I am busy again I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am typing in some nonsense in because I have to look busy? Haha! Happen to see an article online on "10 ways to look busy in the office"! Haha! It's kinda funny though... Heard from my friend once before.... Find it kind of interesting. So do you guys wanna know how to look busy and you are acting dying of boredom? PS: Please don't send it to your bosses! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ui&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Walk really fast when you are going anywhere as to appear something important is going to happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look pissed off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put up a do not disturb sign when you are browsing the web&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Open up Microsoft Word and write blog entries to post later (Ain't I doing it right now? Hahaha!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Opens up a file, takes a print screens of it and makes it your background. So &lt;li&gt;when you minimizes everything it looks like stuff is happening on your computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stand up from your desk, take two steps away, pause, and slap hand against forehead. Quickly turn back to desk, sit down, open Notepad and start typing frantically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always have an email up and half-written. Doesn't matter to whom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make your table as messy as possible. This shows that you are too busy to pack your table. Book up every minutes of your Outlook calendar with something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have lots of window on your desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ui&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a very bad week for me.... Have been so paranoid / depress because of some stuff dont wanna tok abt it, in case that someone reads it.... It really freak me out man like kena haunt by ghost... Every ring just scares me.... Yeah it has been like that for a week. How scary can that be I almost go crazy and I mean it. But after gointg to the beach twice last wk to calm / relax I feel sooooo much better. Going to the beach is really the best medicine for me. The sound of the sea, the breeze, and the sun. It's a world of my own... Hahaha! It seems like to me.... Sleeping on the beach get some tanning. [This is what i like the most] Yeah finally I get tan maybe abit darker. Haha! How I wish I can go there once a week. Haha!Till then I will blog again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114294011112765425?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114294011112765425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114294011112765425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-damn-bored-got-nothing-to-do-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114208773644089870</id><published>2006-03-11T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T22:35:36.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am DEPRESS.... You know the word D.E.P.R.E.S.S yeah I am in that stage. I wonder who can help me.... Aipeng say she can but who knows.... But after her hitting my head I think so as I was feeling abit giddy after her hitting.. Sooo I just have say to say YES......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't think that I am just crapping away I am REALLY depress.... Till then I will blog again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114208773644089870?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114208773644089870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114208773644089870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-am-depress.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114154914807092362</id><published>2006-03-05T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T16:59:08.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow have been watching a number of movies recently: Brokeback Mountain, Final Destination 3 and Big Mama's House of all shows I prefer mama's house coz its just soo hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm guess my life is in a mess.... Just get sooo frustrated at something.. Don't feel like doing something and I cant help it but being forced to do so. Like whats the point? Just to make pple happy thats all I guess... Life is just so hectic for me... Just wanna play when I have the time to but.... Just feel like giving up sometimes but I know I can't, just have to persevere on...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;You will feel scared sometimes when you have no idea where you will be next time after working sooo hard to get something done. So screwed up. Hai... Guess I am just being optimistic today.. Think I need a day off just a day alone.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114154914807092362?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114154914807092362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114154914807092362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow-have-been-watching-number-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-114144920431309833</id><published>2006-03-04T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T13:45:33.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happen to came across this video funny &lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8uwuLxrv8jY&amp;search=brokeback" target="_blank"&gt;"Brokeback to the Future"&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-114144920431309833?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114144920431309833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/114144920431309833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/03/happen-to-came-across-this-video-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113823710786071773</id><published>2006-01-26T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T08:58:27.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for checkup on monday for the SGH job. Have to pass the test before I can work in the hospital sooo mafan... It took me half a day to finish the whole check up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1 Blood test (and my hand has a blue black after that)&lt;br /&gt;# 2 Chest X-ray&lt;br /&gt;# 3 Urine test&lt;br /&gt;# 4 Some other stupid stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that when to DBS to change the date of my loan coz i realise that they charge interest.... So rather pay it off now then letting the stupid bank earn my $$$... Then spend almost the other half of the day at the library doing my assignment (actually is more to watching movie - as to which screen I wanna put in my trailer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress level in me is getting higher n higher man... Am suppose to do up a storyboard by tomorrow but I havent started yet coz I have no idea how to do it... It really sux man.... Not enough time to do also soooo tiring[dont have enough slp everyday]. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113823710786071773?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113823710786071773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113823710786071773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-for-checkup-on-monday-for-sgh-job.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113746096118377051</id><published>2006-01-17T09:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T09:22:41.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for the interview at SGH yesterday... The interview was.... Just got no words to describe. It really scare the hell out of me man. One of the scariest interview I have ever went to. I have no idea what I was talking throughout the interview tongue tight. One thing abt them is they don't ask questions at all. Where got interviewer don't talk want you tell me. Then like so weird after I talk there is total silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But guess what the agent called me just now to tell me that I got the job... But have no idea what is the pay yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113746096118377051?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113746096118377051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113746096118377051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-for-interview-at-sgh-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113713866582288504</id><published>2006-01-13T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T15:51:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=P I went for an interview at Sentosa this morning... Haha!! Kinda cool though but they are only paying 6 per hr... But it seem cool, though the job title is administrator but the job scope quite alrite. Will be going for another 1 one Monday which is at Singapore general hospital... Same position but location wise sentosa is definitely cooler.... Haha!! But they are paying $1450 and above per mth... Hmmmm dunno which want to choose if I really got the job... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Choose the want that has better pay and the same old environment.&lt;br /&gt;#2 Choose the want that has a different environment but low pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Which will you choose??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113713866582288504?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113713866582288504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113713866582288504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/p-i-went-for-interview-at-sentosa-this.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113681556207505880</id><published>2006-01-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:06:02.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hai... Its just sooo saddening... I am broke in like 1 day after I got my pay... You must be wondering how can it be what did you do with your pay???? You will never understand man. I was kinda shock when I draw $30 out that day... Just sooo depressing... I only spend less then $50 and I am broke... No words to describe.... =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113681556207505880?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113681556207505880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113681556207505880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113673007381287961</id><published>2006-01-08T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T22:21:13.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When for an interview on Saturday.... Its a sales job selling nike bags [at 1st I thought was just that] but after the interview they have counters for nike and Marie Claire bags. Some tai tai bag I guess so sian lah. Have to start looking for job already man.. My contract for Science Centre end this month. Desperate for job... Hahaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda depress lah coz I got a diploma and I am doing like sales not say sales not good just that u know dunno how to say lah... The lady who interview me ask me that also so irritating she say sumtink like ohhh u got diploma still wanna look for sales ar. Aren't you wasting yr parent $ for studying the diploma.... When I say no I am paying it for myself then she keep quite. Sickening woman....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I went shopping after that interview...Yup alone... Went shopping alone for the 1st time I shop frm I think 4++ to 730... Haha!! In the end I spend like $50... Bought &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Honey vcd&lt;br /&gt;#2 Twins cd&lt;br /&gt;#3 Book&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113673007381287961?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113673007381287961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113673007381287961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/when-for-interview-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113644986516181675</id><published>2006-01-05T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T16:32:46.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn* So boring as usual.. Think I need to do something different about myself already.. Doing the same thing almost everyday. Need to get a new job pretty. Was thinking actually working in Sentosa isn't that bad though transport there abit more mafan but I think its kinda cool coz I can get take this opportunity to get tan too. =P Have send in my application.. For some of the positions wonder if I would get the job. Haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113644986516181675?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113644986516181675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113644986516181675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/yawn-so-boring-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113634437500229433</id><published>2006-01-04T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T11:12:55.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had my 1st lesson of year 2006 yesterday it was the 1st lesson of the 4th module. Am suppose to find / do research on which movie I wanna do on.... Coz doing trailer means I have to know the movie very well [I might need to watch it over n over again]. So I gotta find a show that I like... Gonna look for the soundtrack of the movie too... VCD cum soundtrack... Gotta buy again??? =( Thought of it last night when I was on my way home these are the movies that I had thought of :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 Honey&lt;br /&gt;#2 Princess Diary&lt;br /&gt;#3 I am Sam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think most probably I will choose Honey... =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113634437500229433?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113634437500229433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113634437500229433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2006/01/had-my-1st-lesson-of-year-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113592811266572838</id><published>2005-12-30T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T15:38:27.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow finally handed up my assignment 2 weeks of sleepless night finally I am able to get a good rest [hopefully] tonight, am super sleepy now. Can just dose off even if I am in the toilet. Haha!! That tired man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 days wherever I go I will just take a nap.. I can just sleep throughout the journey no matter where I go. And know what I miss my stop when I was on my way to work yesterday. The moment I board the bus I fell asleep. Thank God I woke up on time man I was one bus stop away from the stop that I was suppose to alight can you imagine I were to go all the way to Bukit Merah interchange can forget about going to work already. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm bad day man.. Wonder what my face is allergic to. Its kinda itchy when I woke up today.. And got 2 terrible mosquito bites on my hand.... Where did all those come from man.. So sickening it just like to bite me and not any other people... So weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time really files man... In 2 days time its 2006 already .... Am starting my 4th module already isn't fast?? Yeah this module sound kinda interesting we are suppose to do up a trailer of any film we like at the end of the module.. Interesting man.. What movie should I do man... SOoooo many movies out there.... Haha! Cant wait for this module to start sound cool.. Oh and because of this I need to get my comp repair because the software that are needed for this module I-suck [Haha only dawn know what this is ar] doesn't supports it.. SO dumb dumb... Alright guess I need to go back to work already. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113592811266572838?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113592811266572838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113592811266572838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/wow-finally-handed-up-my-assignment-2.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113565670688968222</id><published>2005-12-27T12:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T12:23:10.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gonna have my webbie's presentation today. Finally finish it last night was doing it the whole day no tv but work work and more work. Am very tired can dose off any mintue. Hopefully the presentation goes smoothly. Here is a view of my home page:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/home_page.jpg" alt="eToyShop" width="300" height="189"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Its my personal toy shop. Its called eToyShop[deToyShop]. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113565670688968222?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113565670688968222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113565670688968222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/gonna-have-my-webbies-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113551970379919102</id><published>2005-12-25T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T22:08:53.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE&lt;/b&gt;!!!!! Did you guys enjoy your Christmas?? I spend my Christmas with my family!! When for service yesterday twice. When for the service at 3 then after that join the others at 530. When over to my granny's place after service to celebrate Christmas. As usual we exchange presents. Haven met up with my cousins for such a  long... Had a great time together... Went to orchard guess what it was chaotic.. pple are spraying "snow" [spray can form] at each other... Its just crazy.. Not a good idea to go our to orchard during Christmas... Stayed over at their place yesterday.. Haha!!! I bought alcoholic drink and after drink 3/4 of the bottle I was like a tomato as usual....BUT I WAS NOT DRUNK... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;23 DEC 05&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated mei's birthday had a very very very late celebration.. =P Both [peng &amp; mei] have to work till quite late therefore it became a supper instead of dinner. Had a great dinner though. Bought pizza, cake and brought them to this place called "little-tikes the ship" to have our supper.... Haha!! Nobody will know where this place is except the 3 of us... =P Cool and romantic place huh! Anyway just one word to describe this day "GREAT".....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113551970379919102?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113551970379919102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113551970379919102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas-everyone-did-you-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113532990777651764</id><published>2005-12-23T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T17:25:08.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am getting super bored here.. So tired cant make myself stay awake since morning. Haven had enough sleep again..[guess this is why my head is spinning since I woke up]But still go to work coz gotta attend a meeting with the vendor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta finish up my assignment by Tuesday, which is my presentation day. And I still got quite a lot to do.. Got to burn lots of mid night oil again. Have been feeling quite lost these days I have no idea why. Guess is because have been staying up late then wake up almost everyday with my head spinning???[that is why I don't know what I am doing??]Haha! No one can help me I guess!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is coming 1 more to Christmas.. This year Christmas gonna be sooo different. Pple that you are with last year wouldn't be celebrating with you this year. Everything is just so different. The only thing that never change is to go over to granny's place on Christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 days more to 2006&lt;br /&gt;3 more days to presentation&lt;br /&gt;1 more day to Christmas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113532990777651764?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113532990777651764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113532990777651764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-am-getting-super-bored-here.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113518402477832565</id><published>2005-12-22T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T01:02:55.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look what I have got for my Christmas this year??? My very 1st pressie!!! A MINI COOPER!!! Hahaha!!! I finally got my dream car. I have a mini cooper you know a mini cooper... Have got my license plate too. Haha!! Registered it from the DC company.... Took a few pictures of my new toy.. Cool man.. THANKS PENG.... =P Love it..... Though it look as if you are buying a present for a kid. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/minifront.jpg" width="220" height="140"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/minidooropen.jpg" width="220" height="140"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/miniside.jpg"  width="220" height="140"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/miniback.jpg"  width="220" height="140"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113518402477832565?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113518402477832565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113518402477832565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/look-what-i-have-got-for-my-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113504697622050527</id><published>2005-12-20T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T10:49:36.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Miss those time when I was a kid, the older you get the more responsibility you will have. The innocent little fellow who don't have to think about anything but just play, eat and sleep... Just so small and tiny everywhere you go will only see the legs of the adults bumming into things[cant walk properly]..... Riding in scooter, running round china town, having free yahult almost everyday.... =P Just miss those days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113504697622050527?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113504697622050527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113504697622050527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/miss-those-time-when-i-was-kid-older.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113498590705064612</id><published>2005-12-19T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T17:51:47.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am feeling super irritated now... Can just slam the stupid radio on the floor... Its playing tt "bu pa bu pa by guo mei mei" again. What kind of song is this man really don't understand why pple will like it, its a song tt will spoil yr day man. Isn't song suppose to soothe yr mind n not make yr day bad????? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai whatever it is, it just sucks. Wonder sometimes is being nice a wrong thing? Yes it does help someone but you will get hurt in the end too.. Like what for right make yr life miserable only.. You help them doesn't mean they will help you when you need their help. They only care about themselves themselves and themselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I always say this but in the end I still help.. Pple only come to you when they need you when they don't need you they will forget all about you or maybe dun even remember you exist.. Like WTF right.... Its sooooo fake....I wouldn't say no more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ps: am just saying how I feel at this point of time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113498590705064612?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113498590705064612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113498590705064612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/am-feeling-super-irritated-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-113496460576297371</id><published>2005-12-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:27:48.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven been blogging for a period of time n I guess this place is kind of deserted already.. Got nothing much to do though so changed my blog skin.... Simple though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are wondering what have I been up to recently there you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;26 Nov 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this particular day it was my last day with the NYPians... Coz I will be transferred to the adult's grp... Feeling kind of sad though but what to do you just gonna move on.. Had affirmation this is the 1st time where I had so many pple affirming me at the same time. There was a total of 6 pple who was transferring but not to the same place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3 Dec 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 1st time that I stay at home on a Saturday coz by service is now on sun... Feel kind of weird like what am I rotting at home on sat? Was alone at home doing nothing but just watch TV the whole day how bored can it get man. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;4 Dec 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 1st time to the adult service..Couldn't get myself to get up coz not used to waking up so early to go to church cum its a sun. Anyway I manage to get dress n go to church. But I can tell you tt I was still in my dreamland when I am on my way there. Hmmmm get to meet my new cg members. Quite a big grp though n my cg name is kind of long which I still dun remember it. It NG5A..... I think so I really dun remember... The service was different frm the teriary service. But anyway just gotta get used to it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;6 Dec 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet this crazy Caucasian lady who scare the shit out of me n my fren. We were happily walking to bugis mrt station after class then came this lady who was looking at us the she "meow".... [at this point of time my fren looked at her].... Then we continue walking then we heard "I lost my family, I am a Christ follower I am gonna follow u" [that is when her voice gets louder - guess she is walking closer to us] The only think we can do is to walk faster n my fren was calling my name the whole while.... Crazy woman... hahaha!! We were laughing n walking at a super fast speed we dun even dare to look back to c if she was still following us... Thank God she stop.... I wonder what will happen to us if she follow will she pull a parang out of her bag??? .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;17 Dec 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my mum's bday got her a soo kee bracelet... Kinda ex though... Haha... But its my mama so its ok lah.. Once in awhile. Went malaysia with her n my sis.. went over to shop for shoes, clothe....Most importantly christmas present? Haha!! In the end I got a pair of converse cavas which cost me only $30 n a polo tee.. Didnt get much stuff though.... It was so tiring.... So many pple ard.. But I got to spend a day with my family so its worth it... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;19 Dec 05&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is mei's bday..If you happen to read this article... Just wanna sing u a bday song here. This is how it goes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HUIMEI&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-113496460576297371?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113496460576297371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/113496460576297371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/12/haven-been-blogging-for-period-of-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112909055923329508</id><published>2005-10-12T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T12:15:59.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what shd i blog? what shd i blog? Haha! Guess where am I? I am at my hideout place in ssc with lovable and nice rachel [she wrote this i will nv write tt if u know me well] She is my new fren from ssc... Not in tt toliet storeroom anymore.... Haha! Yeah we are like hiding in this room.... So we can do our things slowly and stuff...... It looks like a 1 room flat without a toilet haha.... with 2 tvs, a few tables, and a few chairs.... But then we gave tt up n sat on the floor instead..... hahaha!!! How i wish there is a bed here..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going for my interview later... As usual everybody stared at me for dunno wat....Eh btw i didnt wear formal k.....just u know u know....Have been quite stress with my assignment recently......Coz i have no clue wat to do for my assignment.... gotta design a logo cum name card cum letter head cum folder for myself.... SIANnnnnnnnnn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONNA DIEeeeeeeee........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112909055923329508?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112909055923329508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112909055923329508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-shd-i-blog-what-shd-i-blog-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112611385375593313</id><published>2005-09-08T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T01:25:28.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have been busy recently with my assignment, school,work..... Kinda stress nowadays though have to hand in my draft for my assignment.... Had my presentation on Tuesday was super nervous coz I was not really confident with my work..... But it turn out ok.... Still gotta work on it though.... Anyway this is my art piece that I presented.... Care to give me comments on it yah... Need comments to improve on my work.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/mini_cooper4thlayout.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" height="155" width="242"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112611385375593313?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112611385375593313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112611385375593313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/09/have-been-busy-recently-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112550317281920048</id><published>2005-08-31T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T23:46:12.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Not Ready 4 Goodbye &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sittin' here starin' at the wall&lt;br /&gt;Another lonely tear falls&lt;br /&gt;I'm tryin' to write you this song&lt;br /&gt;But I can hardly see the page at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;When I look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And I don't see me anymore&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and you're all I'm living for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, tell me that you still believe&lt;br /&gt;That you still love me&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you&lt;br /&gt;If you take your love away from me&lt;br /&gt;You know I would die&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not ready for goodbye (Oh...oh...oh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please pick up the phone&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm crazy, I got it all wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what I'm gonna do&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to live without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the first song&lt;br /&gt;My heart ever heard&lt;br /&gt;And baby, I-I believed every word&lt;br /&gt;You are my heart, my soul, my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, tell me that you still believe {Still believe}&lt;br /&gt;That you still love me {That you still love me, baby}&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you {The way I love you}&lt;br /&gt;If you take your love away from me {Away from me}&lt;br /&gt;You know I would die {I would die}&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not ready for goodbye {Goodbye}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every breath that I take, every beat of my heart&lt;br /&gt;You know it's all for you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna hold you, I wanna love you&lt;br /&gt;Forever and always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, tell me that you still believe {Tell me}&lt;br /&gt;That you still love me {That you still love me, baby}&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you {The way I love you}&lt;br /&gt;If you take your love away from me {Oh...oh...oh...}&lt;br /&gt;You know I would die {Oh...}&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not ready for {Goodbye}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, tell me that you still believe (Tell me)&lt;br /&gt;That you still love me (That you still love me)&lt;br /&gt;The way I love you {The way I love you}&lt;br /&gt;If you take your love away from me (If you take your love away)&lt;br /&gt;I know I would die (I know I would die)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm not ready for goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112550317281920048?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112550317281920048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112550317281920048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/not-ready-4-goodbye-sittin-here-starin.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112477248275424537</id><published>2005-08-23T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:56:22.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;PINKY.ST&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pinky-street.com" target="_blank"  border="no"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/05-08-16_01-4000.jpg" width="220" height="260"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt; Haha!! Happen to see this online they are called "Pinky St" [click the picture to go to the website]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112477248275424537?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112477248275424537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112477248275424537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/pinky.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112476979547524000</id><published>2005-08-23T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T21:54:25.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;UGLYDOLL&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uglydolls.com" target="_blank" border="no"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/uglydolls.gif" width="260" height="223"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! Just wanna share this with ya think its kinda cute.... =P [click the picture to go to the website]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112476979547524000?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112476979547524000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112476979547524000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/uglydoll-hahaha-just-wanna-share-this.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112472431263644232</id><published>2005-08-22T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:27:09.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cute Little Fellows&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="15" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/MadL01.jpg" width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/MadL_Dominion.jpg"width="100" height="150"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112472431263644232?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112472431263644232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112472431263644232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/cute-little-fellows.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112472365307284815</id><published>2005-08-22T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T23:28:58.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I thinking too much or just being too sensitive? How I wish I could be the "me" when I was in secondary school! Everything also don't know + cannot feel! Just hate this gut feeling I have always making my mood just change like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It isn't nice to feel left out, it isn't nice to feel sad, it isn't nice to be alone, it isn't nice to act as if you don't care about&lt;br /&gt;something, it isn't nice to be at a place which makes you feel stress [though sometimes it good to stress yourself], it isn't nice to feel that you are taken advantage of, the more you expect the more disappointed you get, do they feel the same as you, hate it when someone say and doesn't do what they say.....................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks!!! [will be alright in a few days]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being with my family is the BEST!! Worries will be gone... All the laughter we have at home though sometimes is just crap or even just slacking watching TV is just as fun as any other things.... You guys really make my day!!! Though I wouldn't be home that often because of some reasons like school, work. You guys are always in my HEART! LOVE YOU LOTS........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112472365307284815?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112472365307284815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112472365307284815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/am-i-thinking-too-much-or-just-being.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112425477383432199</id><published>2005-08-17T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T18:59:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Have you done these 50 things before???&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1 Have you tried leafs before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 2 Have you thought of dying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 3 Have you thought of injuring yourself so that you don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;to school / work the next day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 4 Have you thought of "What if this car is going to bang me down"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 5 Have you been bored till you feel like banging your head to the wall??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 6 Have you tried a burger which taste disgusting [because you left&lt;br /&gt;it there for so long that it turn so cold and you don't have a oven to&lt;br /&gt;heat it up]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 7 Have you tried eating alone for more then 1 mth++?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 8 Have you been so tired that you don't even have the time to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 9 Have you live your life to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 10 Have you ever owe your "sleep" debts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 11 Have you seen a dragon fruit tree before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 12 Have you ever felt that you are so helpless sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 13 Have you tried to forget something but it just seems to be in your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 14 Have you been in a terrible situation that you have no idea what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 15 Have you dreamt that when you wake up you are a millionaire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 16 Have you tired talking to a person and he/she ignore you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 17 Have you been hurt emotionally before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 18 Have you done something and it turn out bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 19 Have you tried something different in your life before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 20 Have you ever thought of giving up on something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 21 Have you ever feel lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 22 Have you been to somewhere and you got lost?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 23 Have you ever ran home so fast because you need to use the toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 24 Have you ever miss someone so badly that you feel like crying&lt;br /&gt;sometimes? [because the person is no longer there for you]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 25 Have you ever listen to a song and makes you remind of someone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 26 Have you tasted something horrible that even you wouldn't want to&lt;br /&gt;eat something that looks like it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 27 Have you eaten wasabi before? [only wasabi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 28 Have you eaten apple with kaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 29 Have you been knock down by a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 30 Have you ever tried to do something to the fullest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 31 Have you been on the newspaper because of some project?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 32 Have you ever receive love seeds for birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 33 Have you ever been so poor that you only have 20 cents in your wallet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 34 Have you tired jumping off the bus because the driver just close&lt;br /&gt;the door where you haven alighted at all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 35 Have you got your legs slam by car doors?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 36 Have you ever wonder why are you doing the thing you do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 37 Have you wonder why do people quarrel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 38 Have you wonder why guys like to have mistress where they already&lt;br /&gt;have a wife / girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 39 Have you ever wonder why God give you testings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 40 Have you tried doing a lot for a particular person but he/she&lt;br /&gt;doesn't appreciate it at all and find you irritating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 41 Have you experience a dog burping in front of you? [yeah and that is Fifi]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 42 Have you ever wonder why God created us to have emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 43 Have you told anyone that you don't wanna lose him/her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 44 Have you cry to sleep before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 45 Have you injure yourself before? [like banging into the cupboard,&lt;br /&gt;kicking your bed in the morning]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 46 Have you tired explaining to someone and he/she doesn't believe&lt;br /&gt;you at all? [that why i don't usually explain because they don't&lt;br /&gt;understand you and its a waste of my salver]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 47 Have you ever swim using a volley ball before? [i think is more&lt;br /&gt;to float then swim]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 48 Have you tried break dancing before? [manage to do "Freeze"]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 49 Have you been to an outing where you think you don't belong there&lt;br /&gt;at all? [something like not your cup of tea]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 50 Have you make a joke out of yourself before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you guys done at all these in your life before? Just bored so just type in some nonsense.... But most or rather of the thing i wrote here kinda happen to me or ever thought of it before. Anyway guess i shall stop... Not much brain juice left. Have been thinking of all the "Have you"... Hahaha!! Ciaos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click&lt;a href="http://www.foxy-productions.com/HaveYouEver.html" target="_blank"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt; [Hope you enjoy this song "Have You Ever" - Brandy] =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112425477383432199?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112425477383432199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112425477383432199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/have-you-done-these-50-things-before-1.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112372119096819520</id><published>2005-08-11T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:57:27.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY dEn!!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! How dotsified can I get wishing myself Happy Birthday.... Anyway I am already like that why not a birthday song too.... Haha!! Here it goes den.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY to "U"&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY to "U"&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY to DEN&lt;br /&gt;HaPpY bIrThDaY toooooooo "U"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lameness is in the air................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112372119096819520?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112372119096819520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112372119096819520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/happy-birthday-den-haha-how-dotsified.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112323258047847167</id><published>2005-08-05T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T14:11:02.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Having a terrible heachache now.... Feeling as though I am going to faint.... Sooooooo bored at work today guess what have I been doing?? Playing games and reading stupid article the entire day can.... How I wish I could leave this place asap I will get bored to death one day man.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh am going for FOP(Festival of Praise) with Diane cum Delia cum her friends.... Heard it was good.... Going for the 1st day.... Hehe... It from 5-7 Aug!!! Anyway what else can I say....Oh national day is cuming which means my birthday is coming tooo.... Oh man getting one year older again.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I am kinda pack next week man.... Other then Monday and Tuesday the rest of the days I am pack with stuff..... Think thats all I got to say nothing much..... Will update soon.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112323258047847167?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112323258047847167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112323258047847167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/having-terrible-heachache-now.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112286288299569906</id><published>2005-08-01T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:23:57.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo just came back from camp yesterday.... Am feeling super tried now... Anyway the camp was alright.. It make me think through stuff that had been keep in my heart for sometime and I think I have got an answer to it... Hopefully that is what Jesus wants me to do.. Anyway after camp yesterday we (NYP5) went to have dinner at Tampines (YM called it temp - pines) Haha!! Had a great time of fellowship... Lots of funny things happen too... Hehe... Like this want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the toilet when I was washing my hand)&lt;br /&gt;Fel: think they should put a kid sign outside door.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why?&lt;br /&gt;(Then I look in the cubicle and burst out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Me: y is the toilet bowl sooo small (those are for kids btw)&lt;br /&gt;Fel: lucky my butt small can sit.....&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we left the toilet... after that Shuling also wanna go to the toilet so we were teasing Fel n stuff while waiting for her, we tot will Shuling do the same thing as Fel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(When she cum out)&lt;br /&gt;Shu: hey why the toilet sooo weird the toilet bowl soooo small how to use....&lt;br /&gt;(All of us just burst out laughing)&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!! This is NYP5 for yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went Changi airport to have a farewell for Fel n Siyin....&lt;br /&gt;It's was kinda dramatic though... We were crying hugging each other and stuff.... Look as if someone is gonna leave Singapore to study... (pple where looking at us) But the thing is after crying all of us are going to take the train home together... Hahaha!! Oh and the funniest thing is we are at the arrival hall... Cant act like someone is really leaving Singapore.... At first all of us was crying when i said that all of them just burst out laughing. Hahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112286288299569906?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112286288299569906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112286288299569906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/08/woo-just-came-back-from-camp-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112262512856462250</id><published>2005-07-29T16:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T16:45:56.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok this is going to be a long post... Oh I am officially graduated from NYP it was graduation yesterday but know what I never go.... Hahaha... You know me lah huh I dun like to wear formal + we must wear blazer I dun have it and I dun wanna spend $ buying that stupid "jacket".... Anyway I went back to CPF to have lunch with my colleagues.... Still prefer working in CPF though... Haha! I was Santa yesterday go there just to pass them all the gift that we (me + Hong + nanny) bought for them I feel sooo malu when I am giving them the pressie have no idea why... After that when to meet Hz, Xin and Xan for shopping... Haha!! Bought a t-shirt though... Hahaha!! I bought something for myself.... Hahaha! COOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm am super bored now... not that I dun have anything to do but just too lazy to do... Hahaha... Kinda stress also lah guess it because I am giving myself tooo much pressure?? My sup ask me to design a website (they wanna change a new look for their intranet) for them... Am suppose to design a few then he will pick from there I guess.... I wanna do a good job and yet I cant think of any ideas.... Afraid that I will not able to do the job well.... Coz I don't think I am that good... Sometime I ask myself "u don't draw that well.... blah blah blah you can do very well in your diploma you are taking now??" I really really wanna do well for this course.... Kinda care about the opinion the lecturer gives though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I have started school have been going for classes but this is not the officially want yet because this is only flash courses (its a free course).... Learn lots of things though it very very tiring to work and study at the same time but I enjoy it... =P Going for class today again.... Will be doing up a website doing flash I think... Cool huh... Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since school started I am really pack (I only have limited time for myself, friends and family).... I only get to have dinner with my mum, sis like only on Monday then the rest of the days I dun really see them coz by the time I reach home they are already asleep (To: Delia Chua aka bird tong chia - now you know why when I reach home I crap with you non-stop Hahaha!! [Crap once in awhile at office no one to crap with Hahaha!!]). As for my dad I only see him on the bed sleeping...Hahaha!! Can I have an extra day??? (I wish) Gotta work every day Monday - Thursday (830-600), Friday (830-530) then I am only free like on Monday and Sunday (officially free day)... Coz Tuesday and Thursday I got school... Sometimes Friday also got school.... Yup sooo kinda pack.... Am just pack pack pack pack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112262512856462250?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112262512856462250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112262512856462250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-this-is-going-to-be-long-post.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112141060793965132</id><published>2005-07-15T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T17:12:21.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ohhh man I am super bored.... Now I believe such thing as when you are super bored you will get a terrible headache.... Though it is a stupid reason for having a headache....But I just have to believe it.... Hahaha!! I am back to my attachment life man... Hahaha!! Slacking in the office almost everyday...I rather be busy... I find that I am not that tired when I have a lot of things to do... It true coz I am not so tired when I was working in CPF but when I am here [Science Center] I feel so exhausted every single day... Can fall asleep anywhere anytime.... Not joking.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAHOO!!! Going home soon its 510.... 20 mins more... Hmmm going to meet my friends later[piglet n Sharon nanny]....Hahaha!!! Its look as if I haven since them for a looong time but actually its only a week... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112141060793965132?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112141060793965132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112141060793965132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/07/ohhh-man-i-am-super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-112109360977741796</id><published>2005-07-11T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T22:53:29.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok ok I am finally blogging again... All ask me to update rite here I am... =) Hmmm... Lets me think of what shd I blog abt... Oh yest I went to my aunt place coz was her 50th birthday...Help my cousin with the cooking... After sooo long I cook again think the last time I cook was for my mom's birthday... Anyway my aunt bought voka and my cousins make me drink one cup it taste like cough medicine lah... Totally *yuck* dun ever try the raspberry want.... Not nice at all... Hahaha!! Guess what happen after that?? Think for abt 15mins later I turn red... Not only the face even my hands n legs are all red.... Haha... Dawn call me tomato...Haha... Look as if I just got a tan..... After tt I felt super sleepy I think it more like a sleeping pills then alcohol.... &lt;br /&gt;Guess where am I???Am at the office you muz be wondering at CPF can use comp and blog??Haha!!Not working at CPF already...Coz I got another temp job at science center as a web builder... It something similar to what I am doing during my attachment....Kinda bored.... I miss those times I have in CPF.... Can at least talk to my friends though am doing the same thing everyday...Now I am like alone in the office ok with another guy in the office. Guess which part of science center is the office located??? Hahaha!!! Just beside the toilet man...It look like a store room frm the outside....SO weird huh??? Tts what I think so... When the lady bring me to the office this morning I was thinking y is she bringing me to the toilet.... Hahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh know what this morning I reach at abt 820am and I cant go into the center as I don't have a pass and science center is close on Monday so I have no idea where to head.... Kinda frm the security say I cant go in then a lady who pass by say she will help me look for the person-in-charge but know what after 15-20mins she is still not out yet... I look like an idiot waiting outside lah... In the end I called my agency to ask for help..... Hahaha!!! So malu....After awhile the person-in-charge called me... So I went up guess what she tell me?? Was walking pass just now I thought tt person sitting there was you... I was thinking then y nv ask me to go in make me wait till soooo long.... SO nice of her.... Hahahaha!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so this is what happen today.... The 1st day of work at science center... SOOOO fun.... * With a "" * =b&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-112109360977741796?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112109360977741796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/112109360977741796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok-ok-i-am-finally-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111591496795377838</id><published>2005-05-13T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:22:56.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH.... I am finally done with my new template.... Kinda bored this few days so decide to make a template for myself... Hehehe!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111591496795377838?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111591496795377838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111591496795377838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111556618018914447</id><published>2005-05-08T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T01:11:05.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY"&lt;/strong&gt; to all the mum in the world.... =p So what have u got for yr mums this mother's day? I was kinda broke so decided to make something for her instead... Though it doesn't cost much but its the thought tt count lah huh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Guess what is this man??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/flower.bmp"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Haha!! Its a pot of flowers frm me n my sis to my mum!!! COOL? NO money to buy so gave fake ones... Haha!!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y165/joden/boardy.bmp"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Is this cool?? Hehe.... Its our master piece....&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOTE:&lt;/strong&gt; Hey mum thx you for all the things you have done for us.... Really blessed to have u as a mum.... LOVE YA LOTS....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111556618018914447?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111556618018914447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111556618018914447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-mothers-day-to-all-mum-in-world.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111470730374056384</id><published>2005-04-29T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:55:03.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEAH CAMP is cuming..... Will be away for 3 days.... Remember to miss me yeah!!! Haha!! It will be frm Saturday till Monday.... Yuppie.... Kinda excited for the camp actually cant wait for Saturday man.... One more day hmmm actually is tml coz its 1.00am already... =) WoooHooo.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111470730374056384?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111470730374056384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111470730374056384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/yeah-camp-is-cuming.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111428182276653323</id><published>2005-04-24T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:46:34.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5140/640/esp.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' class='phostImg' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/170/5140/320/esp.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Hahaha!! This is where me and ap was.... A very cool place which I love it alot.... =P&amp;nbsp;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111428182276653323?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111428182276653323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111428182276653323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahaha-this-is-where-me-and-ap-was.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111428069772536158</id><published>2005-04-24T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T02:24:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dun have the mood to tok now actually am just tired of stuffs..... What should I do? I dunno, just got sooo many things to decide and the one thing I dun really like is "deciding".......Hmmmm but what to do this is life u gotta decide which path to go whether u chose the right path anot its all up to u.... But u gotta ask papa for directions tooo coz he knows which is best for us as he his a plan for everyone of us....So I guess I just gotta let him guide me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm today I dun wanna tok abt it anyway yest[Friday] me, Penelope, Priscilla and Moran went to job agency to look for job.... We went to a total of 4 agency... Haha!! Kiasu?? Just wanna get a job and not rot at home lah.. Hopefully I will be able to get a job soon... With a reasonable pay [which I am able to pay for my school fee] cum a job I like.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh after that went to meet AP for dinner.... We had a great chat.... Wow it have been so long since we tok.... COOL.... Just love it... Oh and we went to this romantic place rite?? Scenery so nice cum soo windy cum got free show also... Hahaha!!After tt we went for ice cream hunting coz we got the craving for ice cream after dinner....Had a great time with ya... Missing ya already.... =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111428069772536158?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111428069772536158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111428069772536158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/dun-have-mood-to-tok-now-actually-am.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111393228960210078</id><published>2005-04-20T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T01:40:23.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmmm wondering if its a plan from papa tt I should go to "MIS" to study digital media.. Becoz I was suppose to just go to "Raffles Design Institute" to have a look at that school and ask some questions which I had in mind..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it goes: I was suppose to meet Pris at the control station... And there is this something tt ask me to get a copy of "today" guess it might be "didi" so as I was flipping the newspaper I saw an advertisement on "MIS" they offer something tt "Raffles Design Institute" offer and its like soooo much cheaper.....So I decided to just pop by as it was a street away frm "Raffles Design Institute"... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I tot of popping by the center to get a brochure on what the course its like....As I was taking the brochure this guy came along he start explaining on the course cum how good the trainer is and stuff....Said something like the trainer has this n that award..... Blah Blah Blah![me and Pris was like kinda bored already haha!!]after tt the trainer did show us his work and it was kinda good.... Think we spend like an hour or so in the center man.... Haha!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo am really considering if I should go to this school as it provide part time cum I only have classes on Tuesday and Thursday.... Yeah so it really benefit as I can work like full time to pay for my fees.... Yup.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after tt we[Pris and I] went to catch "pacifier" its not tt fantastic like some of my fren say lah it was ok for me only... Not tt funny though... Hehe!! Oh guess what after tt we went to meet up with Penelope and Brenda...Haha... Had a great dinner cum chat....Updating each other n stuff... And we are planning to go to this job agency on Friday together to see if we can get a job from there... Yuppie think tts all abt it....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111393228960210078?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111393228960210078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111393228960210078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmmmm-wondering-if-its-plan-from-papa.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111254270622860937</id><published>2005-04-03T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T23:39:15.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;GUITAR LESSON&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hehe!! My 1st guitar lesson with Jo today!! Am very proud of myself at the end of the lesson coz I was able to remember all the chords she taught and the strumming.... Hehe!! But still got to practice more though!! I wanna learn at least a song by the end of the mth!! Hehe!! I will be sooo happy if I am able to do so lah huh!! Jo 2nd of may rite?? Haha!! Oh and char I will try to learn tt song for ya!! "Stairways of heaven" rite?? Sound difficult but I will try to learn it just for u huh!! Hahaha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111254270622860937?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111254270622860937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111254270622860937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/guitar-lessonhehe-my-1st-guitar-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111246385288212886</id><published>2005-04-03T01:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:50:03.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://thenice.mypicgallery.com/the-niece/nyp-5-02_large.jpg" width="400" height="300" /&gt;&lt;br&gt;** My CG members ---&gt; THEY RAWKS **&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOVE YA LOTS!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111246385288212886?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111246385288212886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111246385288212886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/they-rawks-love-ya-lots.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111246283465797341</id><published>2005-04-03T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T01:28:37.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally had the time to blog..... Was very busy with my project and stuff for the pass few weeks..... Now I am kinda relieve already.. Project presentation, 2 tests done now left with 3 papers[exam]... Really thx god tt my presentation turn out pretty well.. Lots of things happen this week &lt;strong&gt;BUT GOD IS GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;!!! He really answered my prayer!!! LOVE YA SOOOO MUCH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have been studying for my test which on wed n fri[which had already pass] it was do_able... Then had care grp n stuff.... Really treasure the time I have with them [really]!!! =P I dunno how long I still can spend my time with them[hmmm sound as if I am going to die or something]hahaha!! Guess I gotta transfer to the adult service real soon but dunno when [I gonna start alllll over again].... =( time is running out huh!! The only way I can stay in youth is to further my studies.... But I dun have the $ to study[really wanna study but.... The situation doesn't allow me to do soooo]!! I think I should work instead dun wanna add anymore burden to my parent.... If I were to study guess the only way is to earn the $ myself!! Hopefully I could find a job tt is something I like...... Just gotta depends on him now....To guide me n show me the way....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my exams are round the corner 6,7 and 14th of April.... And know what I haven started yet!! WONDERFUL huh!! Just dun have the mood to lah!! But I got no choice got to do well to glorify papa's name!! =P YEAH!!!! Gotta start studying like tml already if not I won't have the time to study............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111246283465797341?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111246283465797341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111246283465797341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/04/finally-had-time-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-111081962473246825</id><published>2005-03-15T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T01:00:24.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey I am back blogging!! Haven had the time to blog though have been quite busy lately.... Busy with church stuff cum projects(killer) cum meeting up with friends.... See dun say I bu gou peng you k!!! I so busy but still take some time out to go out with you guys.... *YAWN* Am very tired [haven got enough slp ever since last week i guess] cum my whole body is aching again..... Guess its becoz of stress... Lucky I have the medi for muscle relaxing... If not I will die lah!!! How to survivor for long like tt!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess tts all I wanna say.... Wanna go n slp already... *YAWN* [Got to wake up early tml for lesson tml]...... CIAOZzzzzzzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-111081962473246825?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111081962473246825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/111081962473246825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey-i-am-back-blogging-haven-had-time.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110982447880973438</id><published>2005-03-03T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T12:45:41.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHUCKS SITUATION HERE IS DAMN BAD!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the lab now!!! Having break though am suppose to do my project stuff but I just dun have the mood to do!! Still got quite alot to do though!!! Then home also cannot do and already trying to see if I can do it at home!! I am putting myself in risk!! [got the presentation next wed] &lt;strong&gt;REALLY!!! &lt;/strong&gt;I have got an assignment due next week and I haven even started on it yet!! Sure die!! Actually I dun plan to do already coz I really have no idea where to start I dun understand this module at all lah!!!! Hmmm ok this is stupid but I am thinking if I fail I will still be in nyp then I dun have to transfer...... Haixxxx.... In one hand I wanna graduate and get over with java then on the other hand I wanna stay in nyp...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIE-ED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die die&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-110982447880973438?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110982447880973438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110982447880973438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/03/shucks-situation-here-is-damn-bad-in.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110931283101141930</id><published>2005-02-25T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:28:01.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DEPRESSION / BOREDOM IS IN THE AIR!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Guess I am going into depression very very soon......... I am very tired of the things I am going through........ I wanna take a break!! Trying to str8ten things out myself but after soooo long I am still the same!! What the....... Am very frustrated with myself sometimes..... Always ask myself y am I like tt??? Cant I just take it easy and forget abt everything???? How I wish I could do tt!! I would be a person without sadness / worries....... Guess this is y I am created to be who I am....... God would never create someone who is perfect coz if someone is so perfect he/she will be proud or rather depend on themselves rather then the lord....... Am I right??? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOoooooo UNLUCKY!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Am suppose to do my assignment now but I couldnt find a single comp to do my assignment...... The comp I am using now doesnt have the software for me to do my assignment so with no choice I just have to hand in the program that is not working....&lt;strong&gt; DAMN&lt;/strong&gt; ...... soooo sad lah..... Actually thought I could make the program work..... But now I cant even do...... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;=( Haix.......&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-110931283101141930?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110931283101141930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110931283101141930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/02/depression-boredom-is-in-air-guess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110853263020464167</id><published>2005-02-16T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T13:43:50.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey!! Isn't this froggy cute?? Guess what this is the pressie frm my tutor for improvement [presentation]...... Its really a blessing frm papa!! This shows by trusting / have faith / leaving everything to him is right.... I tot I didn't do well for the presentation as I was tooo nervous.... Until I am loss of words [I know what I wanna say but it just cant come out frm my mouth] BUT........ =b Though its just a small gift but it really encourage me!! =b It really brighten my day yest!!! Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 94px; HEIGHT: 115px" height="117" src="http://thenice.mypicgallery.com/the-niece/froggy_large.jpg" width="88" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its a HP holder!!!&lt;/strong&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/6685485-110853263020464167?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110853263020464167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110853263020464167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-hey-isnt-this-froggy-cute-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110814072690482694</id><published>2005-02-12T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T00:52:06.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time files its almost the end of the week!! Hows yr ang pao $ collection?? Haha!! Mine was ok!! hmmm I realize this year's new year is just like some normal day meaning dun have the new year mood at all..... Not like when I was young, always look forward for new year..... But its good though coz can get together as a family......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm next week gonna be stress week again coz my holidays are over.... Yup this week is suppose to be my 1 week holi..... So not worth it, its suppose to be next week but the school change it to dis week instead!!! Am back to tt school n tt same old course.... Wonder if I am able to complete the course... Coz for 1 module I didn't complete the assignment I hand in already!!&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/6685485-110814072690482694?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110814072690482694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110814072690482694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-yeartime-files-its.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110723735205813469</id><published>2005-02-01T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T14:00:26.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hey really thank god for all the friends I have..... Without u guys around encouraging me I wouldn't go that far!! I would have gave up alot of things long...... BUT the most important fren I have is "GOD"!!! Coz he is there 24/7!!! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend is someone we turn towhen our spirits need a lift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend is someone we treasurefor our friendship is a gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A friend is someone who fills our liveswith beauty, joy, and grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And makes the whole world we live in a better and happier place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends are God's way of taking care of us.&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/6685485-110723735205813469?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110723735205813469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110723735205813469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/02/hey-really-thank-god-for-all-friends-i.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110718675746460833</id><published>2005-01-31T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T23:52:37.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys!!! I am back again..... 2005 isn't a really good year for me!! So many things happen!! All at once somemore why do things have to happen all at once and not one at a time?? I am really very tired of all these things can I take a break?? I wish I could but guess its just another testing frm papa!!! Coz everything happen for a reason, you will see the main purpose of it when you leave it all to papa??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai.... Anyway I have found a course I wanna do after I graduate!! That is like so cool!! Its  "Advance diploma in multimedia design" but know what its damn ex sia!! I got to pay $37,000 [payable in 7 installment] for a 2 yr full time course..... Die where to get the $$$$!!! Am suppose to do my assignment but my comp sux!!! It keep jamming up the comp!!! I am like soooo frustrated coz I was restarting the comp frm like 9+ to 10.... Hai.... Tink I will just do it in school tml!!! Its sux lah feel like throwing the comp away got sooo many viruses...... Another saddening / tiring day has pass!!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-110718675746460833?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110718675746460833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110718675746460833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey-guys-i-am-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110710090392045156</id><published>2005-01-31T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T00:09:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 15 Years Old&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  15  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/"&gt;What Age Do You Act?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-110710090392045156?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110710090392045156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110710090392045156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-are-15-years-old-15-under-12-you.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6685485.post-110710026490101386</id><published>2005-01-30T23:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T00:03:27.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Cool huh!!! Check out what type of personality u guys have. I got a B+ so not tt bad!!! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=200 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have A Type B+ Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;font color="#0000CC" size="+6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  B+  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a pro at going with the flow&lt;br /&gt;You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer&lt;br /&gt;A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.&lt;br /&gt;Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done&lt;br /&gt;You're passionate - just selective about your passions&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/typeaquiz/"&gt;Do You Have a Type A Personality?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6685485-110710026490101386?l=the-niece.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110710026490101386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6685485/posts/default/110710026490101386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-niece.blogspot.com/2005/01/cool-huh-check-out-what-type-of.html' title=''/><author><name>dars</name><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></entry></feed>
