<?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-7221649573776945183</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:52:31.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~clandestine affairs ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-1107004530121847268</id><published>2009-05-11T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:33:19.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~never regret the things that once made you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SggnzTeQGxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ba-bvSftCFI/s1600-h/imaginary_friend___by_m0thyyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334557520974322450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SggnzTeQGxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ba-bvSftCFI/s320/imaginary_friend___by_m0thyyku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm feeling so shagged everyday after school. I think it's fairly normal. Haha. Due to homework, tutorials and several ICAs coming up, i felt that i don't even have the slightest time to blog about my daily life. Jeez. I could see cobwebs forming at my blog already. Lol. Well, we'll see how things go in the days to come. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-1107004530121847268?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1107004530121847268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-regret-things-that-once-made-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1107004530121847268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1107004530121847268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/never-regret-things-that-once-made-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SggnzTeQGxI/AAAAAAAAAMw/Ba-bvSftCFI/s72-c/imaginary_friend___by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-3091975891674309369</id><published>2009-05-03T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T00:26:40.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~i wished monday would come faster. haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sf27ZJHEEkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qhbuwwCAoqg/s1600-h/I_hate_u__by_purplerainistaken.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331623574493205058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sf27ZJHEEkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qhbuwwCAoqg/s320/I_hate_u__by_purplerainistaken.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an interesting day. My mum turned 39 on this date. We went to Pizza Hut for her birthday treat. My brother was footing the bill, of course. It turned out that i was also included in the treat for my upcoming birthday. Probably, because he will have a shortage of money in the days to come. Nevermind. I still appreciate his efforts to make his little sister happpy. Haha. Yupx. We ate quite a lot. There were also some pictures taken. Look out for it as i'll be posting it up soon. My dad actually disappeared for awhile and came back with a cake. How thoughtful of him. The most amusing thing was that while mum was cutting the cake, a 'Happy Birthday' song was played in the background. Such a coincidence, right ? Lol. The people dining next to us were like grinning and looking at our table. So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We taxi-ed to Geylang after that to purchase some stuff. I was like perspiring. The place was stuffy and the weather wasn't helping either. We quickly made our way to Singapore Expo an hour later. My mum and brother wanted to have a look at the Harvey Norman Warehouse Sale. I think my brother wanted to get a printer at a low cost. Well, he bought what he wanted and i ended up buying a printer for myself too @ $28. So cheap eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother went to work by MRT while we made our way to the taxi stand. My family dropped me off at Compass Point so that i could have some shopping time alone. I also had to buy food for them and a loaf of bread too. I strolled to the interchange, activated my tertiary ez-link card, purchased concession also and finally, queued up at the 372 lane. I enjoyed myself while waiting for the freaking late bus. There were a group of guys playing music. I was very fascinated by their talents. One of the guys was like smiling at me. He's so cute too. (Don't be jealous, hubbie!) He even waved to me when i board the bus. Dang! I was like grinning to myself. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later when i reached home, my uncle and his family came by. I just have a feeling my underwear was exposed when they arrived at the door. Hehe. They came by not with empty hands. They brought along some yummy food. I just love eating with a whole lot of them. At around 9pm, i went to the only bookstore here to photocopy some documents. While waiting for the things to be done, i actually conversed with a Chinese man (in his late 50s?) in Mandarin. He thought i was married. For goodness sake, do i look married to you? Haha. He was amazed that i could speak a bit of Chinese. What's more surprising that he said he wanted to 'reserve' me for his son. Future marriage, get it? Lol. I was like laughing off his statement lor. Uncle, you're so random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can clearly see that i met a few interesting people. They really brightened up my day today. However, Bf is still the one that made me last throughout the whole day. The thoughts of him made me so pre-occupied at times. I just felt that time past by even faster. When i got to hear his voice on the phone today, the feeling was like a sudden desire to see him. Too bad i have to wait till tomorrow. Hehe. I can't wait to see him. I'm so exhausted now. Gotta have my beauty sleep already. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-3091975891674309369?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3091975891674309369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wished-monday-would-come-faster.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3091975891674309369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3091975891674309369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-wished-monday-would-come-faster.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sf27ZJHEEkI/AAAAAAAAAMo/qhbuwwCAoqg/s72-c/I_hate_u__by_purplerainistaken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-581788865220218759</id><published>2009-05-02T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:30:43.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~enjoying every moment that we spent together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxGzwSRVYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/c6_3fOX2wbI/s1600-h/I_LOVE_you_by_FurtiveLungs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331213913848632706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxGzwSRVYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/c6_3fOX2wbI/s320/I_LOVE_you_by_FurtiveLungs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my post for today. I didn't want to wake up today. But i had no choice. Bad start in the morning. I don't feel like elaborating here. It's so not worth it. I was pretty much exhausted after work. I worked full eight hours today. Imagine me standing up for the rest of the time. My legs felt like breaking at some point of time. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked forward to the time i punched-out today because i knew that he'll be there to accompany me home. Unfortunately, i called up my mum and found out that she wanted to go to the nearby park. Little did i know that they wanted to feed the fishes there. I was like sulking. I knew that i didn't have the chance to spent some quality time with him today. Being very smart, i invited him along to join us. He willingly agreed and i suddenly felt so ecstatic. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually reached the park and i introduced him to my mum. Nothing much here. I decided to leave them there and head back to 7-Eleven with him. We sneaked away quietly. When they were not in sight, i felt much better being alone with him. Sighs... I wanted to tell him something badly just now but it looks like i'm going to have to wait till monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm super glad that he was with me today. Even though we were there merely to watch the fishes (and also turtles) eat, i find it a very significant moment in my life. I hope he felt the same way too. Just his mere presence made me feel so, so happy! Haha. It's not a wonder why i fell for him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-581788865220218759?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/581788865220218759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/enjoying-every-moment-that-we-spent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/581788865220218759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/581788865220218759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/enjoying-every-moment-that-we-spent.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxGzwSRVYI/AAAAAAAAAMg/c6_3fOX2wbI/s72-c/I_LOVE_you_by_FurtiveLungs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-4908546754927107959</id><published>2009-05-02T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T21:11:55.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~whispering sweet nothings in my ear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxD8v98ZbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L6bb13F5BJ0/s1600-h/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331210769847313842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxD8v98ZbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L6bb13F5BJ0/s320/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Re-cap for Friday)&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at nearly 10am today which is like very rare for me. I was probably tired after talking to Bf until two in the morning. I told him that i wanted to wake up at six so that i can give him a morning call. Due to my natural instinct to go to the toilet, i actually woke up from my deep slumber. I looked at my hp and saw that it was only 6:02am. After relieving myself, i went straight to bed because i was feeling super sleepy. I didn't even called him up. Haha. Sorry, dear... Anyway, i was glad that he could wake up on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing much to do at home. I really should have gone to work today. The boredom was practically killing me. I mostly spent the afternoon surfing the internet aimlessly. I got dressed after that to make my way to Tampines One, the new shopping mall in town. The place was kinda crowded. Maybe, it's because today is a public holiday. Duh! I wasn't entirely enjoying myself. My little sister was a pain in the ass. She purposely stepped on my foot repeatedly and there i was containing my anger. Part of me just felt like slapping her. My mood was spoilt thanks to my stupid brother. Furthermore, things changed from bad to worse. I couldn't find my necklace. It was freakingly frustating. I gave up searching for it in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually, i felt way much, much better after hearing Bf's voice. Kinda soothe my heart. Hehe. What more can i say? He's my 'husband' after all. I'm still wondering when's my wedding date. He's keeping that crucial information from me. It's so not fair. Oh well. I don't mind. I just love surprises. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like i'm going to blog twice today. This particular post should have been posted last night. But i was clearly distracted by his voice that i just have to stop typing there and then. This shows how much he affects me in his small, little ways. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-4908546754927107959?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4908546754927107959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/whispering-sweet-nothings-in-my-ear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4908546754927107959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4908546754927107959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/whispering-sweet-nothings-in-my-ear.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfxD8v98ZbI/AAAAAAAAAMY/L6bb13F5BJ0/s72-c/A_Love_for_the_Arts_by_Delacorr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-6649759031400666738</id><published>2009-04-30T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T22:42:33.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~peek-a-boo! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sfm4NEsimtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iX2uwpN3Fzs/s1600-h/Smile_by_kaukaumooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330494168708061906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sfm4NEsimtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iX2uwpN3Fzs/s320/Smile_by_kaukaumooo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes my post for today. Let's re-cap the important events that happened this whole week. Well... I've been going to school with bf nearly everyday. He actually accompanied me to school even though i had classes as early as 8am. We met during lunch break too. I just felt that i can't enough of him these days.Back to the stories for today. Bf was unfortunately late today. He couldn't wake up. I knew that he's very exhausted. What's with studies, dance and auditions. I'm not mad at him, really. Haha. I had a tutorial at a computer laboratory at Block B. It was actually quite fun. We only had to create databases. I found it pretty simple. We were released like half an hour early. Bf was already waiting outside. I don't know what's wrong with me but i suggested to him that we go to the library in search of this particular person. He said he'll be there. So, off we strolled hand in hand to the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guessed that he was in the north wing at level 5 because that's where engineering students usually go to. I had to sms-ed him to know his whereabouts. While waiting, me and bf were looking at a few of the notice boards. I was practically leaning on his shoulder, facing the opposite side. Somehow, it looked more liked a hug from a distance. That was when i saw him going down the stairs. The look on his face was priceless, really. Talk about good timing. Hehe! He actually saw it with his very own eyes. I'm thankful because he saved me from all the explanations that he needed to hear. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at Gloria Jean's Cafe after that, eating Pocky. I wasn't feeling so hungry. That's why. I was like talking to bf about random stuff. Some of the things he mentioned made me so delighted. Haha. I went to McD with Adda while bf rushed to his lesson. The lecture on business statistics wasn't so bad after all. I didn't feel sleepy. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch-ed again at McD. Me and Adda ended up having Filet meals. Bf too. Haha. Ramzan was also there too. He sat a few tables away from us. Somehow, i just felt that something was actually wrong with him. I'm so not going to elaborate that here. Anyway, Adda left soon after. So, it was me, bf and yk. I was like sulking because i had to do the design again. I did what i was told and i managed to finish it at around 6.30pm. Bf went off already for STAGEARTS auditions. Yk also left due to volleyball audition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dragged myself to the 86 bus-stop and guess who i saw. It was Ramzan again with a girl. I don't know her obviously. Haha. One look at her is enough to see her character. She smoked. (I don't have anything against smokers. I'm just stating a fact here.) God only knows whether he smoked too. I'm not so pleased with the way she talked either. It doesn't sound so ladylike at all. Quite often i'll hear her muttering some not-so-nice words. No examples here. Well, they looked like a couple to me. Don't worry. I'm not affected. No harm done. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... I'm so missing him right now. I'm still not sure whether i'm working or not tomorrow. I personally don't feel like working. Too tired, i guess. I think i'm done here. Bye, peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-6649759031400666738?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6649759031400666738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo-haha-here-goes-my-post-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6649759031400666738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6649759031400666738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/peek-boo-haha-here-goes-my-post-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sfm4NEsimtI/AAAAAAAAAMI/iX2uwpN3Fzs/s72-c/Smile_by_kaukaumooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-1509107731911357569</id><published>2009-04-26T00:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:25:06.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~till death do us apart? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfM9euE6UZI/AAAAAAAAALg/oE_Yvs5-_QA/s1600-h/Love_by_yavorancho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328670382083428754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfM9euE6UZI/AAAAAAAAALg/oE_Yvs5-_QA/s320/Love_by_yavorancho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does a part of me feels this way? I don't understand. Am i being ignorant? Yes. No. Maybe..? I hope things turn out well. Jeez... The song i'm listening to right now is so not helping. ~Because tonight will be the night that i will fall for you all over again... Dang. I'm so missing him right now. Husband sent me home just now. The sun was shining so brightly. Husband was feeling warm while i was feeling hot. Lol. We mostly fooled around at the void deck. I also brought my cat down . She ran away, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After i had my shower, i made my way to Woodlands with brother. I dozed off for the whole journey. That is so me. Sleepyhead! I was glad to be there at my aunt's house. I got to see my little cousins. I missed them so much. It's been a long time since i last saw them. They were like a whole bunch of noisy kids, screaming their heads off wherever they go. I didn't eat much today. I didn't feel like touching all those carbohydrates. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here i am blogging at past midnight. Husband is here to accompany me thru the night. Somehow, i just felt angry at 'brother'. Since husband came into the picture, i just don't understand him at times. I don't want us to drift apart. I felt as if he don't care for me anymore. We don't even play around at work. I just missed those happy moments. Maybe he has changed... I don't know, really...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-1509107731911357569?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1509107731911357569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/till-death-do-us-apart-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1509107731911357569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1509107731911357569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/till-death-do-us-apart-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfM9euE6UZI/AAAAAAAAALg/oE_Yvs5-_QA/s72-c/Love_by_yavorancho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-2168894607676254806</id><published>2009-04-24T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T22:30:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~am i in love..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfHHxWuAWUI/AAAAAAAAALY/S83V0k8WJNI/s1600-h/___The_Lovers____by_Pluton92.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328259484882065730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfHHxWuAWUI/AAAAAAAAALY/S83V0k8WJNI/s320/___The_Lovers____by_Pluton92.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've noticed something actually. Since school started, i've been hanging out with bf. Yesterday, i was allowed to enter the room where the STAGEARTS people were putting on their make-up. I sat next to bf and i met someone new named Jack. He's very cute because he has big eyes. Haha. Anyway, bf can't talk much while someone did his make-up. He looked freakingly fair due to 3 coats of foundation. I believe he's fair enough already. He was done after putting on bronzer and lip balm. I told him that he looked like a girl. Haha. I can't help it really. Well, it was fun having to meet the people there. Crazy bunch of people eh? Bf  sent me to my tutorial after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a 2-hour break which i spent watching him perform. Ouh. I forgot to mention that Jack actually managed to recruit me in their team. Lol. Well, i'm not sure really. Do i really need to join STAGEARTS just to be near him? Let me ponder it for a while... I think NOT. Haha. Us is anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended after my lecture on BUSINESS STATISTICS. Quite boring i must say. I survived because i was looking forward to meeting him. Waited for him at sports hall. He was busy washing off the make-up, i assumed. We headed for a not-so-private spot and talked for awhile. I told him about some stuff and now, we have a mission to complete. Yay! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything written above happened yesterday. What about today? Hmmm. Let's see. I didn't expect bf to still be in school. He informed me that he's going off at 1pm and yet he's still there. Nevermind... I was delighted to see him, of course. After walking him to the atrium, i headed back to north canteen where i saw Jack. Jack was like asking: "Where's your husband?". I was like: "Huh? What husband?". I have no idea that he was refering to bf. Haha. We're already married eh? No more bf. My husband already. Lol.  What a day! Anyway, TGIF! I'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i have to work tomorrow. Only short hours which i don't mind. I'm not so sure if i'm gonna see 'brother'. I hope he'll be there tomorrow. I miss him like a lot. Haha. Well, i'll update frequently. Depends on whether i'm free or not. Till here then. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-2168894607676254806?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2168894607676254806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-i-in-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2168894607676254806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2168894607676254806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-i-in-love.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SfHHxWuAWUI/AAAAAAAAALY/S83V0k8WJNI/s72-c/___The_Lovers____by_Pluton92.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-3184055535292176478</id><published>2009-04-19T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T21:50:28.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~it's going to rain tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SesnCtBYLyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qePkokrD-dM/s1600-h/LOve_book_by_hannah_dream.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326393911694339874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SesnCtBYLyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qePkokrD-dM/s320/LOve_book_by_hannah_dream.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life's been pretty busy lately. Orientation, FHC assessment and also not forgetting my store's Grand Opening. Everything's so hectic that i screwed up all my meal times. That's the reason why i kept falling sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll elaborate more soon, alright? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-3184055535292176478?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3184055535292176478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-going-to-rain-tonight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3184055535292176478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3184055535292176478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-going-to-rain-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SesnCtBYLyI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qePkokrD-dM/s72-c/LOve_book_by_hannah_dream.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-5319997691906005742</id><published>2009-04-14T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T09:00:45.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~right here, right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeSmq36Ke1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kJ_OM0DbHac/s1600-h/cupcakes_by_heavyeyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324563914951392082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeSmq36Ke1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kJ_OM0DbHac/s320/cupcakes_by_heavyeyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum woke me up early in the morning because i asked her to. I just wanted to join her doing her morning walk out of the blue. We went to the new park near SKSC. It was actually a long walk but it was worthwhile. I got to see up close the expressway just beside the park. I could see cars, lorries zooming past. It was fascinating. There wasn't much people in the park except for some occasional joggers passsing by. Me and my mum were like taking pictures of some random flowers. Haha. Ouh. And we saw this thorny fruits growing on a tree. Durian, perhaps? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were walking across the road at the bridge, we managed to take a peek at the reservoir below. Guess what? We saw a few jellyfishes swimming in a group. Yea. We also heard someone screaming his head off. We didn't see who was it was. It was very loud. Maybe he did that out of frustation, who knows. Freaky eh? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long and tiring walk, i convinced my mum to pop in at McD for our breakfast. As i entered my store, i immediately saw Jaslyn and a few RMs. They were having yet another meeting, of course. Siew Choo was delighted to see me and i don't know why. We already saw each other the whole day yesterday. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise that Kak Hafizah was in an advertisement for McD. I was kinda surprised to see her face when i glanced at the TV. She looked very pretty. Hehe. Not to forget, i saw Yi Hao walking here and there. I'm wondering whether he cut his hair or not. Lol. He looked different to me. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My whole family went to CP after that. Dad bought a new phone. A Nokia E63 to be exact. Well... I did nothing much in the afternoon. Cleaned out my room only. I ended having a nap afterwards. Didn't know i would be that tired. Haha. Skipped dinner again. It's really becoming a habit. Can't help it, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. I better continue doing my stuff. Bye, peeps! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-5319997691906005742?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5319997691906005742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-here-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5319997691906005742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5319997691906005742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/right-here-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeSmq36Ke1I/AAAAAAAAALA/kJ_OM0DbHac/s72-c/cupcakes_by_heavyeyes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-2505004848044720353</id><published>2009-04-13T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T23:19:46.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~the little things in life that makes you smile...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeNRo2l4X0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/P53NhzYfqzE/s1600-h/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324188946773073730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeNRo2l4X0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/P53NhzYfqzE/s320/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. I'm off from work this whole week thanks to mummie. I had two meetings today. One is on service crew and the other one is about drive-thru. Well, it's pretty much the same thing that i've learnt in service class a month ago. Ouh. Zhi Hao dropped by after gym. We sat down and talk about school. Nothing much, really. He wanted me to sent him halfway to the bus-stop. I just followed his request. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the meetings, i still had another date with mummie regarding our food hygiene course assessment which is on this coming Saturday. It will be held at RVM which is like the last place on Earth that i want to be. Sighs... I will be assessed at 11am. I'm so freaking nervous. Me, pk and eugene were tested on our knowledge just now. We tried our best to answer questions asked by mummie. Those two are super hilarious. They gave nonsensical answers to some of the questions. Me and mummie were like laughing our heads off. They were saying that we washed our utensils with sanitiser!! Lol. We were also tested on the correct procedures to prepare Milo. Overall, we really had a good time learning more stuff today. We still had time to sit down and chat with siew choo and mummie at the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here then... Bye!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-2505004848044720353?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2505004848044720353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-things-in-life-that-makes-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2505004848044720353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2505004848044720353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-things-in-life-that-makes-you.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SeNRo2l4X0I/AAAAAAAAAK4/P53NhzYfqzE/s72-c/The_Bright_Side_of_Life_by_Marinshe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-4655256822247760485</id><published>2009-04-10T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T23:36:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~we're gazing at the same moon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd9i4B4sSrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1-hk9EiwBMA/s1600-h/Prater_by_dupna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323081999293631154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd9i4B4sSrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1-hk9EiwBMA/s320/Prater_by_dupna.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining lately. I've still got tons of photo to upload. Maybe, i'll just put in a slideshow. Too lazy. Haha. Note to myself: E-mail the new pictures to Rayza. Well, i've got good news. Rayza's staying in Singapore after all. She's going to be enrolled in ITE College East. But... There's a possibility that she will be resigning or transferring store. Haiz. I don't know. I feel so undivided. Part of me felt like stopping work altogether. Am i feeling that stressed out? Aargh. Who knows...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life ain't so smooth either. Like the saying goes: "Life is like a rollercoaster... Enjoy the ride while you can." Lol. I knew i was going to breakdown someday. I didn't expect it to happen while i was with siew choo. At least, she could relate what i was feeling at that time. I wanted to talk to yi hao but decided not to in the end. I just didn't want to burden him. Or anyone else... Sighs. Thanks for being there for me, siew choo. I truly appreciate it... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-4655256822247760485?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4655256822247760485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-gazing-at-same-moon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4655256822247760485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4655256822247760485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/were-gazing-at-same-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd9i4B4sSrI/AAAAAAAAAKo/1-hk9EiwBMA/s72-c/Prater_by_dupna.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-8421065337620702831</id><published>2009-04-10T00:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T00:35:14.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~i love siew choo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd4jMeUhe3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/W9vwholLMMQ/s1600-h/wild_sunset__by_m0thyyku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322730506803051378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd4jMeUhe3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/W9vwholLMMQ/s320/wild_sunset__by_m0thyyku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me just post a picture that would summarised my whole day today. Cool eh? A picture which is worth more than a thousand words ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-8421065337620702831?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8421065337620702831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-siew-choo-let-me-just-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8421065337620702831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8421065337620702831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-siew-choo-let-me-just-post.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sd4jMeUhe3I/AAAAAAAAAKY/W9vwholLMMQ/s72-c/wild_sunset__by_m0thyyku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-6199748543751125456</id><published>2009-04-08T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T21:51:30.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdyn8DOSn9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/53YpoNci0QI/s1600-h/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322313509744320466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdyn8DOSn9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/53YpoNci0QI/s320/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhene got an attachment to our store for today. I heard Roy was supposed to come in but he didn't appear. I don't know what happened. Seeing the way he did his work was quite amusing. He wasn't familiar with our store and he looked like he wanna die just now. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the managers had a management meeting today with ah ma. I felt kinda happy when i saw brother. Maybe, i just missed him too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raymond appeared while i was digesting more notes. His presence there seemed to arouse suspicions from other people nowadays. Tsk! Tsk! They're just thinking too much. Haha. Mummie's gonna test us (me, pk &amp;amp; eugene) on FHC on this coming monday. I still can't believe that the assessment will be held on our Grand Opening. Shucks. Speaking of bad timing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz. Frankly speaking, i've got nothing much to blog about my day except for these two guys who kept bugging me and they're really getting on my nerves too. Gosh, i miss rayza so, so much. I'll blog again tomorrow. I promised...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-6199748543751125456?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6199748543751125456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhene-got-attachment-to-our-store-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6199748543751125456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6199748543751125456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/rhene-got-attachment-to-our-store-for.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdyn8DOSn9I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/53YpoNci0QI/s72-c/Love__by_darkbutterfly6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-2130359160336079805</id><published>2009-04-07T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T00:06:33.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdt5s8mZZfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HfRlAlgvyIY/s1600-h/Sceptic_by_darkcalypso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321981197756753394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdt5s8mZZfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HfRlAlgvyIY/s320/Sceptic_by_darkcalypso.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be like you, cat .... Life is so unpredictable sometimes ...&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/7221649573776945183-2130359160336079805?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2130359160336079805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanna-be-like-you-cat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2130359160336079805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2130359160336079805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanna-be-like-you-cat.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdt5s8mZZfI/AAAAAAAAAKI/HfRlAlgvyIY/s72-c/Sceptic_by_darkcalypso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-6895837958958882398</id><published>2009-04-06T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T00:04:01.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdohg8oPkOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MvrJ8LVoE4k/s1600-h/Life_is_what_you_make_it____by_Marinshe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321602759606112482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdohg8oPkOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MvrJ8LVoE4k/s320/Life_is_what_you_make_it____by_Marinshe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long while since i last touched my blog. i've been busy studying. not for school but for McD. i'm gonna be verified soon . so , i need to prepare myself now . trust me , there's still a lot of stuff i don't know ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to my store early just to read more SOCs . the sun was actually shining when i was heading to work . as soon as i stepped inside McD , it rained cats and dogs . i was relieved , of course . i took out both the breakfast and regular SOC files . i was about to start reading when mummie called for me . i helped her to file all the loose sheets of paper . while doing that , i got myself a complete stack of SOC .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i was wearing my hoodie jacket , i was feeling extremely cold . instinctively, i bought a cup of hot milo to warm myself up . there i was sipping my drink when suddenly i got a message . i was so surprised to see raymond standing out there . he was hiding from mummie . haha . in the end , he ended up sitting with me until i punch-ed in for work .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was a bit shitty . i tried my very best to pretend nothing had happened . it worked miraculously . raymond was already there when knocked off work . he actually sent me home . i really appreciate it , dear . i could tell that he's really shagged after a long day . love him lots . :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-6895837958958882398?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6895837958958882398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-while-since-i-last.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6895837958958882398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6895837958958882398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-while-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sdohg8oPkOI/AAAAAAAAAKA/MvrJ8LVoE4k/s72-c/Life_is_what_you_make_it____by_Marinshe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-6389800713337274414</id><published>2009-03-29T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:45:09.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i miss raymond so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;haha .&lt;br /&gt;i wanna hug from you...&lt;br /&gt;the teletubbies had a reunion today at work.&lt;br /&gt;only &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was missing.&lt;br /&gt;it's official.&lt;br /&gt;i truly &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HATE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; weekends.&lt;br /&gt;mummie always put me in the 'jail'.&lt;br /&gt;it's like so freaking boring there.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore , the room's &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;the sun is like shining directly.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm perspiring there.&lt;br /&gt;well , at least i'm delighted with the fact that lay tin wasn't in store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; nagging. nil . nada. zilch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thunderstorm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;somone sang&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; out of tune&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. that's why.&lt;br /&gt;just kidding ...&lt;br /&gt;people from the swimming pool came rushing in .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hungry ! hungry ! hungry !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-6389800713337274414?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6389800713337274414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/dang-i-miss-raymond-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6389800713337274414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/6389800713337274414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/dang-i-miss-raymond-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-1860170288245357833</id><published>2009-03-25T21:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:32:21.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;~maybe i'm invisble to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;firstly, it's because &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he was supposed to come to work later in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;(he's working M4.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but...he came in earlier around 9am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;just so that i can get to work with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm so touched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;told me he wanna play with drive-thru.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, he got his opportunity .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i got to run mds instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we didn't have much orders coming in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;therefore, both of us took this chance to re-organise the containers for DT and MDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were actually satisfied with the outcome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so neat and tidy. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i forgot to mention something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really cannot deny the fact that he's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wished he worked here more often.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm so gonna miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;plus, i can get&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; free hugs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from him &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anytime&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got at least two hugs today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think it would last me throughout the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zhi hao came by too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he was playing badminton with the other managers from several stores at the sports hall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they invited me to join them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i declined politely saying i would rather sit at the sidelines and look pretty&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lol. besides, i just ate my so-called 'early dinner'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mummie, ricky and ray played like a pro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was kinda stuffy up there. no ventilations?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;zhi hao sat beside me and watched them play too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kinda talked bad about these &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two PHSS kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that, zhi hao headed back to the cc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;rhene to cpp.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i went home, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna sms raymond. bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED B'DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO YI HAO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-1860170288245357833?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-107970684354870018</id><published>2009-03-22T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:37:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ricky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; worked at our store today.&lt;br /&gt;he came in late. haha.&lt;br /&gt;overslept, i think.&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ecstatic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to him.&lt;br /&gt;i truly wasn't in the mood to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sighs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought another pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sunny yellow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; ones.&lt;br /&gt;to cheer up my moody self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more day to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to see &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;although we're working at different times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~brother , you're so clueless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so disappointed in you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-107970684354870018?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/heres-song-for-all-people-out-there.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-5017013556584839586</id><published>2009-03-18T23:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:35:58.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;came to store early again yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;had to sent the same guy to the bank and clinic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;troublesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;furthermore, i had to work at 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;rushed here . rushed there .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ended work super late also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like exhausted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;looking at the bright side, i met a new FM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he's &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;raymond&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; from SKRV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;somehow, working with him seemed so similar to me working with yi hao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;they're both...&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;wonder what will happen if they tag team?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;overspeed = overheat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha. said so by raymond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;to summarise, he's fun to work with. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;seriously, my whole body is aching now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i've got some cuts on my hands too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sheesh. i gotta be more careful...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;wishing DAVID a HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-5017013556584839586?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5017013556584839586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/1137pm-came-to-store-early-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5017013556584839586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5017013556584839586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/1137pm-came-to-store-early-again.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-3208175974606824669</id><published>2009-03-17T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:34:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;sighs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i should be &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; at this point of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but... i'm still awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm supposed to accompany this guy to the bank in the morning today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mummie asked him to come at 9am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i waited and waited for him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;he didn't turned up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;waste my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's my off day, for goodness sake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;then, shirley called to inform me that i have to meet up with this guy yet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;*curses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haiz... whatever .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's 17 march .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;someone i know turned &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; today. haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY TO HARBINDER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-3208175974606824669?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3208175974606824669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/sighs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3208175974606824669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3208175974606824669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-851617424189115450</id><published>2009-03-13T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:34:30.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i've been feeling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;listless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lately.&lt;br /&gt;part of it is due to work .&lt;br /&gt;and the rest... nevermind. let's leave it at that .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apologise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for neglecting my dear blog .&lt;br /&gt;i'm just not up to it .&lt;br /&gt;till here then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go...&lt;br /&gt;here's a quick shoutout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED B'DAY TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;3 MAR - DARLIYANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;4 MAR - YONG DA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;5 MAR - WANNI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;6 MAR - HAZIRAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;7 MAR - BENJAMIN LOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;10 MAR - JESSICA &amp;amp; WILSON CHEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;11 MAR - IFFAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;12 MAR - WILSON ANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;TODAY - SANDRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-851617424189115450?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/851617424189115450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-feeling-listless-lately.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/851617424189115450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/851617424189115450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-been-feeling-listless-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-8799828368989396994</id><published>2009-03-05T00:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:33:10.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i went for my &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;medical check-up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; on tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; which i'm free in the morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the queue wasn't so bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my height and weight were measured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i actually grew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3cm taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so happy!! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but kor kor said i'm still &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;nevermind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;working at mcd made me lose a bit of weight too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i thought i was supposed to gain weight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it's the opposite. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;my new target weight: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;42kg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;the waiting time for consulting the doctor was about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.5 hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;imagine that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i was like cursing outside because i was already so hungry and it's almost 11am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;about nicholas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;well... what can i say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks for making me feel this way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i just updated my savings account book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;calculated my expenditures for last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it amounted to nearly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$450&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;that's quite a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;too much shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, i think. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;till here then. gotta catch up on my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beauty sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-8799828368989396994?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8799828368989396994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-for-my-medical-check-up-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8799828368989396994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8799828368989396994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-for-my-medical-check-up-on.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-338997276404130286</id><published>2009-03-01T23:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:32:28.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; of a new month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;time sure flies when you're having fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i'm gonna start school soon too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;...on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;20 april 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;woke up &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;freaking early&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to punch in at 6am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;there was a lot of runners warming up outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;doing stretches and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;drive-thru had to be closed for the big event due to the road closure outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i helped out in the main store as a runner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;very sian le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;orders taken &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not accurate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;several refunds had to be done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;everything all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck-ed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;felt like giving up, man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;working at drive-thru is getting more boring day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;"mummie!! put me in kitchen!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i wanna do initiator or assembler... chaser also can... hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i had fun because i got to play in the kitchen today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i work for love for about an hour only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;mummie was very &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;concerned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. told me to go home and rest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;visited the newly opened 7-11 next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gigantic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! (well, not really. haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bought some milk. i need calcium.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so, i can be &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;as tall as brother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and he won't call me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'shortie'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anymore. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~people often come and go in your life. the feeling of it is as if they're leaving us forever. some of the attachment crew would be returning back to their store soon. a few of them left us today after weeks of attachment here: auntie faridah and kak sharifah. saturday was jessie's last day. i'll miss them greatly. it's my pleasure to work with you all. the moments we spent together will always be treasured in my heart. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-338997276404130286?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/338997276404130286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-beginning-of-new-month.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/338997276404130286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/338997276404130286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-beginning-of-new-month.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-321276348075183212</id><published>2009-02-28T22:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:31:04.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;before i start posting, let me display some &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pictures for your viewing pleasure . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalAjBEIwuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-mY3Spxat0I/s1600-h/Camera359.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307844606158226146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalAjBEIwuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-mY3Spxat0I/s320/Camera359.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;come and visit me here eh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307842953761395634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_C1aCE7I/AAAAAAAAAHU/XBl2Ffh7pmg/s320/Camera347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;what's left of breakfast with my mum at McD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307856141639198066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalLCeFHpXI/AAAAAAAAAIc/XWP2s56DBaE/s320/Camera360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rayza..?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the camera's here... haha .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalAiVseplI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0aZ9ewzB0-Q/s1600-h/Camera361.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307844594516272722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalAiVseplI/AAAAAAAAAIE/0aZ9ewzB0-Q/s320/Camera361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; high-5!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-Ut7YUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lRkpzrn8XG8/s1600-h/Camera363.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843975778623810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-Ut7YUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/lRkpzrn8XG8/s320/Camera363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-TOVMnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TDvvH3cTga8/s1600-h/Camera364.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843975377662578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-TOVMnI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TDvvH3cTga8/s320/Camera364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-eFf9WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ry8DdR39_0M/s1600-h/Camera366.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843978293409122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-eFf9WI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Ry8DdR39_0M/s320/Camera366.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; posing with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;RONALD&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-JoKHNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/a2LHfgk1sG4/s1600-h/Camera367.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843972801633490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_-JoKHNI/AAAAAAAAAHk/a2LHfgk1sG4/s320/Camera367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;~STAR: &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kak kamsiyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from amkp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_9wFVtyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/N5erlKXsowI/s1600-h/Camera368.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307843965944706850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/Sak_9wFVtyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/N5erlKXsowI/s320/Camera368.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; ~kak yati &amp;amp; kak sharifah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;yi hao's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my brother last friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;very tough decision. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but it's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;if dear brother bully me, i'll just search for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mummie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;too bad lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;no mood to blog about my day today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;catch me on another day, alright ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY TO PING HUI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-321276348075183212?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/321276348075183212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-i-start-posting-let-me-display.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/321276348075183212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/321276348075183212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-i-start-posting-let-me-display.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SalAjBEIwuI/AAAAAAAAAIU/-mY3Spxat0I/s72-c/Camera359.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-2110393886176589984</id><published>2009-02-26T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:30:27.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i had a class on &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;customer service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; at 9am today.&lt;br /&gt;and i've really got no idea where the venue is.&lt;br /&gt;dialled mummie (regina) for&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;help&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; because i was totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;roamed around the hougang estate aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;i knew i was somewhere near.&lt;br /&gt;so, i walked and walked and walked...&lt;br /&gt;at last, i found that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stupid rc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the others were seated inside already.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, i wasn't the only one who's late.&lt;br /&gt;even worse, kak ayu didn't turn up due to whatever reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the focus today was on&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fast and friendly service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't expect more. haha.&lt;br /&gt;there are 4 parts to it:&lt;br /&gt;-welcome&lt;br /&gt;-connect&lt;br /&gt;-deliver&lt;br /&gt;-farewell&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ricky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was there too.&lt;br /&gt;and michelle mostly did all the talking.&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe i cut my finger.&lt;br /&gt;dang. i'm so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class ended at around 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;bus-ed to cpp with dyla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zhi hao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; was working at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;i can see that he's glad to see me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*smiles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i couldn't stop laughing over the fact that i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ran away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from shirley thru the back door. i actually peeked and saw her at the counter. i was fortunate that she didn't enter the store. even, zhi hao was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shoo-ing me out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. wait. first and foremost. i would like to thank those &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kind-hearted souls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; that covered up my presence. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; guys. and zhi hao... what's with the farewell handshake ? lmao . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-2110393886176589984?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2110393886176589984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-class-on-customer-service-at-9am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2110393886176589984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/2110393886176589984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-class-on-customer-service-at-9am.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-4884453842859843026</id><published>2009-02-24T18:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:29:45.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKrvrNkBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V8nE7b5X7BA/s1600-h/Camera349.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307638853472274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKrvrNkBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V8nE7b5X7BA/s320/Camera349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJ49Vm4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-84n0eIP2a4/s1600-h/Camera351.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307057229863810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJ49Vm4I/AAAAAAAAAG8/-84n0eIP2a4/s320/Camera351.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; views from the sky park @ Vivocity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJ31EDwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SHCT2LHsE-Y/s1600-h/Camera352.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307056926723842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJ31EDwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/SHCT2LHsE-Y/s320/Camera352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; i've been on board this ship before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJjME1mI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cXa_seBemlo/s1600-h/Camera354.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307051386099298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJjME1mI/AAAAAAAAAGs/cXa_seBemlo/s320/Camera354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; gazing at the water fountains...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJTkbenI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ySTjQZBdudU/s1600-h/Camera355.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307047193279090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJTkbenI/AAAAAAAAAGk/ySTjQZBdudU/s320/Camera355.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; ~my lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJRl_PqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SR-dTzMILH8/s1600-h/Camera356.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306307046662946466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKJRl_PqI/AAAAAAAAAGc/SR-dTzMILH8/s320/Camera356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; inas with nur fitri anisah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPJ1R0maLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t4T-HNyczyI/s1600-h/Camera357.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306306703126849714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPJ1R0maLI/AAAAAAAAAGU/t4T-HNyczyI/s320/Camera357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; she's only 5 years old. basically, her dad chose my name as her name (without the 'h' in front). that's why she is anisah. many said that she really looked like me when i was a kid. look closely and you'll see that she has my eyes. aww... she's so cute. :)&lt;/span&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/7221649573776945183-4884453842859843026?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4884453842859843026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/views-from-sky-park-vivocity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4884453842859843026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4884453842859843026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/views-from-sky-park-vivocity.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SaPKrvrNkBI/AAAAAAAAAHM/V8nE7b5X7BA/s72-c/Camera349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-7635120307194801675</id><published>2009-02-22T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:29:31.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i had a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;dreamed that i got &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stabbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; by the same guy.&lt;br /&gt;i jolted awake. looked at the clock.&lt;br /&gt;it was nearly one...&lt;br /&gt;forced myself to sleep . woke up again at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;curses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't as much drive-thru customers compared to last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;can slack a bit. haha.&lt;br /&gt;it was raining &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cats and dogs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i needed to go home immediately.&lt;br /&gt;so, i took out my hp and &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;book-ed a cab&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my managers were like: "you live so near and yet you call a cab? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so rich ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;they were hilarious. and i just laughed it off.&lt;br /&gt;such &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;people . :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-7635120307194801675?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7635120307194801675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-nightmare-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/7635120307194801675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/7635120307194801675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-had-nightmare-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-3342342149197360228</id><published>2009-02-21T19:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:29:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;here's the scoop for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i woke up &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so, i decided to go have breakfast with my mum at McD before starting work.&lt;br /&gt;met up with my mum who already went jogging in the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;early hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;punch-ed in at 9.30am sharp after that.&lt;br /&gt;it was then that i realised there was a group of RMs (i think. haha.) present in our store.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps, they're having a meeting. who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ricky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from skrv took some pictures of us at work.&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda funny. lol.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. let me share something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;don't laugh, ouh-kaes?&lt;br /&gt;i think ricky's...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he looked exactly like my schoolmate, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;royston&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;didn't see much of YH. he didn't poke me much either.&lt;br /&gt;that's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;relief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home, i noticed that i left my cap in store.&lt;br /&gt;must be my unlucky day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train-ed and bus-ed to NUH after work.&lt;br /&gt;felt so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;visited Abang Khairul.&lt;br /&gt;he just regained consciousness after &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 days of lights out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he looked better to me.&lt;br /&gt;be strong, alright? i'll pray that you'll get well soon.&lt;br /&gt;went home after eating out.&lt;br /&gt;i felt &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so giddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;i must be feeling too upset about this afternoon incident.&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't say much about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was having the&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;blues&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;wasn't in the mood to work.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was concerned about me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks, guys. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, really.&lt;br /&gt;i was back to my cheerful self at around noon.&lt;br /&gt;haha . :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i walked home &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;didn't realised that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;some strange guy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was trailing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a malay guy with brownish-blond hair to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's as if he knows me and yet i don't recognise him at all.&lt;br /&gt;and the weird thing was he wasn't following behind me discreetly.&lt;br /&gt;he just walked like nobody cared.&lt;br /&gt;arrived at my block.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;but, i decided to mill around for a while at the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want him to know where i live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;true enough, he was searching around for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;somehow, he appeared at a pillar behind me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and i was daring enough to approach him and asked why he's following me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;he just shrugged his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;i was like: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'DAMN IT!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain was telling me to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;so, i flee from him to the nearby blocks.&lt;br /&gt;we kinda played &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hide-and-seek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. lmao.&lt;br /&gt;i felt so afraid and called yi hao on my hp.&lt;br /&gt;i ran &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here and there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; trying to escape from him.&lt;br /&gt;trust me, it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super exhausting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"running a marathon".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to reach home safely with beads of perspire on my forehead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY B'DAY TO GUO WEI!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-3342342149197360228?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3342342149197360228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-scoop-for-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3342342149197360228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/3342342149197360228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-scoop-for-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-7442910397302984601</id><published>2009-02-19T19:48:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:27:44.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;clumps of white clouds filled the light blue sky as i strolled to work today.&lt;br /&gt;my observation: the clouds looked exactly like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cotton candy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i was &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jaded&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;i was in no hurry to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;felt very&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;cranky&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the morning due to lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;the fresh air didn't help either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, our store was lacking of crew.&lt;br /&gt;some crew were &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. and i know one of them.&lt;br /&gt;it's none other than &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mr eugene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. haha.&lt;br /&gt;most of us had to multi-task.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i had to run DT alone for a short while in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;it was...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;manageable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and someone actually placed a large order to feed at least &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;75 guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;everything had to be prepared @ 11am.&lt;br /&gt;everyone received a complete meal set including a dessert.&lt;br /&gt;i was given the job to draw drinks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;i already counted the cups in advance.&lt;br /&gt;so, my job would be &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;easier and faster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;kept scooping ice and pressing the COKE button repeatedly until i was done.&lt;br /&gt;the kichen crew had to prepare the burgers: mcchicken, filet, double cheese + 6pc nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;kak syarifah had to do fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;and all of us helped out to do the hot fudge sundaes.&lt;br /&gt;i was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to the machine because it kept &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'farting' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ice-cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine preparing all the food and laying them out for the guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whew. what a job!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eventually, we succeed even though there were only a few of us.&lt;br /&gt;thank god there wasn't any drive-thru customers at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;siew choo and pk had to clean up the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aftermath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing much to do.&lt;br /&gt;so, i stood by the fries station.&lt;br /&gt;saw &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lay tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; having a word with siew choo.&lt;br /&gt;a moment later, i could hear lay tin's voice somewhere in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;she was on the phone talking loudly to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my 2nd mummie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hope she's alright.&lt;br /&gt;then, siew choo suddenly appeared beside me like a ghost.&lt;br /&gt;with her face &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i could tell that she's holding back her tears.&lt;br /&gt;poor girl... i pity her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have my break until i ended work today.&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't hungry anyway. so, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;who cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;i was about to exit from the front counter and i saw &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zhi hao&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;eugene&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;sat down with them while zhi hao ate his apple pie.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that zhi hao &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;complained&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that his apple pie had already past the holding time.&lt;br /&gt;he received a &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; one, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so petty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i walked home with them afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brand new day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything's fine.&lt;br /&gt;not to forget. i have to brace myself for the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from YH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i swear i won't spill any of my secrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED B'DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO ISFAIZ!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-7442910397302984601?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7442910397302984601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/clumps-of-white-clouds-filled-light.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/7442910397302984601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/7442910397302984601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/clumps-of-white-clouds-filled-light.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-4513041098905119004</id><published>2009-02-17T06:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:27:21.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;*here's some pictures taken on &lt;strong&gt;V-DAY&lt;/strong&gt;. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303616362842450882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo6-3Qsa8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8OW-wkBwPg4/s320/Camera292.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;vanilla milkshake and orea mcflurry, anyone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619666212569378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo9_JRgQSI/AAAAAAAAABc/bIu9K5dUkc8/s320/Camera293.jpg" border="0" /&gt; my 'date' for V-DAY 2009. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303617976012553330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo8cwyavHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/zKHz40Ma84A/s320/Camera294.jpg" border="0" /&gt; ~rayza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo9cnCcQrI/AAAAAAAAABE/UgWZGeriMSA/s1600-h/Camera295.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619072907035314" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo9cnCcQrI/AAAAAAAAABE/UgWZGeriMSA/s320/Camera295.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo9cik3kSI/AAAAAAAAABM/T-Yu9tC_Vzg/s1600-h/Camera301.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303619071709253922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo9cik3kSI/AAAAAAAAABM/T-Yu9tC_Vzg/s320/Camera301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(top) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo93xy6i2I/AAAAAAAAABU/oH23yxPIlCI/s1600-h/Camera293.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;♥-shaped kite!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bottom) kites everywhere. it's a bit small for the human eyes to see. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;random pix-------------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpEwLr7KvI/AAAAAAAAACs/P-Ds17x8rB8/s1600-h/Camera304.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303627105743612658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpEwLr7KvI/AAAAAAAAACs/P-Ds17x8rB8/s320/Camera304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpEwHgJQbI/AAAAAAAAACk/2_2o3a53Wp8/s1600-h/Camera303.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303627104620462514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpEwHgJQbI/AAAAAAAAACk/2_2o3a53Wp8/s320/Camera303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpQhHQ07EI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v8CKp3ir_8A/s1600-h/Camera306.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303640040997710914" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpQhHQ07EI/AAAAAAAAAE0/v8CKp3ir_8A/s320/Camera306.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo_-gOgesI/AAAAAAAAABs/1nX520kH_o8/s1600-h/Camera304.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo_-gOgesI/AAAAAAAAABs/1nX520kH_o8/s1600-h/Camera304.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303635875830587586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpMuqzmYMI/AAAAAAAAADc/0zE-kKjdn3s/s320/Camera309.jpg" border="0" /&gt; having a good laugh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjZAN4KI/AAAAAAAAADk/9huMp8eBYgA/s1600-h/Camera310.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303636781584736418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjZAN4KI/AAAAAAAAADk/9huMp8eBYgA/s320/Camera310.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjm0lORI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ud7IUMvx9FA/s1600-h/Camera311.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303636785294031122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjm0lORI/AAAAAAAAADs/Ud7IUMvx9FA/s320/Camera311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; more pix..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjsvat7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/lCSSDsA7oLk/s1600-h/Camera312.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303636786882983858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpNjsvat7I/AAAAAAAAAD0/lCSSDsA7oLk/s320/Camera312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpOCeneu0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ik8opw9jAH0/s1600-h/Camera313.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303637315667540802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpOCeneu0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/ik8opw9jAH0/s320/Camera313.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; haha. aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpWzGti9vI/AAAAAAAAAFk/P9nt87wiGo0/s1600-h/Camera315.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303646947157145330" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpWzGti9vI/AAAAAAAAAFk/P9nt87wiGo0/s320/Camera315.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPeZcwxfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/THnoH88Ipxo/s1600-h/Camera317.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638894828373490" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPeZcwxfI/AAAAAAAAAEU/THnoH88Ipxo/s320/Camera317.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pictures of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pictures of me .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPenLWiRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fF7gCKFE2N0/s1600-h/Camera319.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638898513447186" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPenLWiRI/AAAAAAAAAEc/fF7gCKFE2N0/s320/Camera319.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPewsqDiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LO5JEl4MfCY/s1600-h/Camera320.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303638901069057570" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpPewsqDiI/AAAAAAAAAEk/LO5JEl4MfCY/s320/Camera320.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpR2rK4c9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/tG4rQCq74RM/s1600-h/Camera325.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641510925333458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpR2rK4c9I/AAAAAAAAAE8/tG4rQCq74RM/s320/Camera325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpR2hlTRII/AAAAAAAAAFE/Kf1YgjMRpn8/s1600-h/Camera329.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641508351788162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpR2hlTRII/AAAAAAAAAFE/Kf1YgjMRpn8/s320/Camera329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;taken @ cpp's toilet. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641852800109170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpSKkwLinI/AAAAAAAAAFM/NOBHjiXetQA/s320/Camera333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303641852466706210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZpSKjgsNyI/AAAAAAAAAFU/P2cVzF0sOuc/s320/Camera334.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;more ear studs for me. hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-4513041098905119004?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4513041098905119004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-some-pictures-taken-on-v-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4513041098905119004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/4513041098905119004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/heres-some-pictures-taken-on-v-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SZo6-3Qsa8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/8OW-wkBwPg4/s72-c/Camera292.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-135628660541530526</id><published>2009-02-16T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:28:27.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;ouh-kaes.&lt;br /&gt;it's been&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; two days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since the last post on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super busy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; over the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;busy working, of course. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's re-cap what happened on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;v-day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;came to store early because i bought a surprise gift for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to work at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; RM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ordered me to punch in&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;immediately&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. what to do... report to work lor.&lt;br /&gt;it was our 1st weekend.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect a whole bunch of customers to dine here.&lt;br /&gt;drive-thru wasn't so bad compared to the main store.&lt;br /&gt;non-stop customer rush from morning till afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;i got my break when there's less customers.&lt;br /&gt;ate my meal in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;i had some extra time to lay out the chocolates in the crew lounge.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't forget about my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dear managers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bought a box for them too. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cheers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i was allowed to go home.&lt;br /&gt;went on an impromptu &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"date"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with rayza (she's a girl. haha.).&lt;br /&gt;at least it's better than having no date at all. lol.&lt;br /&gt;bought some sweet treats at McD and sat at the field across it.&lt;br /&gt;we were so engrossed in&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;kite-watching&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we saw this lovely heart-shaped kite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;it was so &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. ♥&lt;br /&gt;after that, we walked to cp to meet my mum.&lt;br /&gt;bought a few pairs of cute ear studs there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;cost me about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it was worth it.&lt;br /&gt;then, home sweet home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~end of story.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED B'DAY TO HUIYI !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-135628660541530526?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/135628660541530526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/ouk-kaes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/135628660541530526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/135628660541530526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/ouk-kaes.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-1014408588966534744</id><published>2009-02-16T12:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:26:42.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;~post for SUNDAY, FEBRUARY 15, 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;more and more customers came.&lt;br /&gt;bad news: we're &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; crew.&lt;br /&gt;quite a few of us had to work OT including &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;went for a quick break before punching in again.&lt;br /&gt;at least there wasn't much customers when night falls.&lt;br /&gt;got to spend some quality time with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;by then, i was so shagged.&lt;br /&gt;punch-ed out @ around 11+.&lt;br /&gt;regina and yi hao wanted to sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;and i actually had to wait for them to finish their tasks first.&lt;br /&gt;i waited till i fell asleep at the lobby. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zzz. zzz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i remembered a customer playfully whispered to me at a distance to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sheesh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; can't you see that i'm tired? sighs...&lt;br /&gt;well... we flagged a taxi and off we go home. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;~post for MONDAY, FEBRUARY 16, 2009 (today)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swimming pool was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;closed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on every monday.&lt;br /&gt;expected only a few customers.&lt;br /&gt;can't stop yawning during work.&lt;br /&gt;felt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super, super tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; just because of OT yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;what a boring day... nothing much to blog anyway.&lt;br /&gt;bye people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-1014408588966534744?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1014408588966534744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-for-sunday-february-15-2009-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1014408588966534744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1014408588966534744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-for-sunday-february-15-2009-today.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-5552550657885942331</id><published>2009-02-13T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:25:09.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;today wasn't such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;boring day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after all.&lt;br /&gt;got tickled by YH countless times.&lt;br /&gt;he had his fair share of tickles too.&lt;br /&gt;haha... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet revenge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sharon came to work at our store today.&lt;br /&gt;very surprised to see her. gave a her a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"wo xiang ni, sharon!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened just now.&lt;br /&gt;sharon disturbed me when shirley was teaching me on how to tie balloons.&lt;br /&gt;said something about a handsome guy dining in.&lt;br /&gt;i was actually distracted. that is &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;and shirley was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;very pissed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at me.&lt;br /&gt;i'm truly sorry, dear. didn't mean to ignore you just now.&lt;br /&gt;very, very sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling guilty , i made lots of balloons.&lt;br /&gt;there was a whole colourful bunch of it.&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing to do. so, i went to the lobby and hunted for kids.&lt;br /&gt;they really loved my balloons. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... tomorrow is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;valentine's day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i've got &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; date. very sad, right?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;sharon suggested that i go out with her.&lt;br /&gt;i was like: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"no freaking way!! i'll die!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i know she has a motorcycle and i'm not so sure if she rides it fast.&lt;br /&gt;but... oh well. since both of us got no dates.&lt;br /&gt;why not?&lt;br /&gt;let's go ride somewhere and see the sunset... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-5552550657885942331?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5552550657885942331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-wasnt-such-boring-day-after-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5552550657885942331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/5552550657885942331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-wasnt-such-boring-day-after-all.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-8587535907020478104</id><published>2009-02-12T22:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:26:15.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;well... this is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever blog.&lt;br /&gt;so, please bear with me . haha .&lt;br /&gt;i'm still getting used to all this html stuff.&lt;br /&gt;not so clear on editing my own blog. haha .&lt;br /&gt;nevermind. let's skip this part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work ended at 11+ last night. it was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;we had to clean up the brand new store.&lt;br /&gt;my job - clean the glass windows.&lt;br /&gt;just imagine a &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; person like me wiping the tall windows.&lt;br /&gt;interesting eh?&lt;br /&gt;bad news: our store has a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of glass panels.&lt;br /&gt;good news is... i made 2 new friends; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;'mr ladder'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'mrs stool'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i know.&lt;br /&gt;ouh! and i forgot to mention something important.&lt;br /&gt;my store opened yesterday @ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.38pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; exactly.&lt;br /&gt;i was the one who served the 1st customer.&lt;br /&gt;felt so proud. lol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;several&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; big bossses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were around. so, i felt a bit scared for some reasons.&lt;br /&gt;had to do drive-thru at night.&lt;br /&gt;i had to serve&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; jeslyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (our store's BC).&lt;br /&gt;her order: 6pc nuggets meal with jasmine green tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; start in the morning today.&lt;br /&gt;it's so not my day...&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna talk about it. full-stop.&lt;br /&gt;i had to do drive-thru again today.&lt;br /&gt;sat there in the booth with p.k. as he's still under training.&lt;br /&gt;shared some silly stories about &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. lol.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh-kaes. i gotta get back to my HTML tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;wait. i almost forgot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY B'DAY TO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUR ASTIANA AND ISKANDAR!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-8587535907020478104?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8587535907020478104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8587535907020478104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/8587535907020478104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/well.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7221649573776945183.post-1060295297396653529</id><published>2009-02-11T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T23:23:20.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;hanie . ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7221649573776945183-1060295297396653529?l=livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1060295297396653529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/hanie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1060295297396653529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7221649573776945183/posts/default/1060295297396653529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://livinginabittersweetworld.blogspot.com/2009/02/hanie.html' title=''/><author><name>hanie♥</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17634788791424003893</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ryclvl7J1cY/SbOSZW0LySI/AAAAAAAAAIo/cnfWmVewwLA/S220/Camera487.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
