<?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-20686584</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:38:23.068+08:00</updated><category term='complains'/><category term='cheer'/><category term='rules'/><category term='Plans'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='hurt'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='zouk'/><category term='events'/><category term='BAOC'/><category term='miss'/><category term='school'/><category term='photos'/><category term='presentation'/><category term='time'/><category term='home'/><category term='pure hatred'/><category term='smile'/><category term='Ikea'/><category term='thoughts'/><category term='tears'/><category 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/&gt;Till then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8706691166331509797?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8706691166331509797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8706691166331509797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8706691166331509797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8706691166331509797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/04/moved.html' title='Moved'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5413906155284085964</id><published>2009-04-11T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T00:17:05.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink</title><content type='html'>Your eyes reflect the color Pink.&lt;br /&gt;You are a person who wears their heart on their sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;You are full of emotion and have a tendency to be very open with people.&lt;br /&gt;You adore the simple things in life and refer them as "gifts".&lt;br /&gt;You have an aura around you that radiates how loving and caring you are.&lt;br /&gt;You spend most of your time trying to make others happy.&lt;br /&gt;You also try to focus on yourself as well.&lt;br /&gt;You are also very supportive and sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;Because you are so emotional you have a tendency to also be very depressed and can be devastated by a loss.&lt;br /&gt;You can also be moody and angry at times when people disagree with you.&lt;br /&gt;In all you are Emotional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last sentence I don't really agree.  Perhaps at times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5413906155284085964?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5413906155284085964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5413906155284085964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5413906155284085964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5413906155284085964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/04/pink.html' title='Pink'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4655345968377342076</id><published>2009-04-01T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:25:48.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She can't wait to get it over and done! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can then finally have sometimes for herself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the people she cares&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For the people she dearly loves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's counting down quietly in her heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling to herself. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4655345968377342076?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4655345968377342076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4655345968377342076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4655345968377342076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4655345968377342076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-cant-wait-to-get-it-over-and-done.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8422353481578926906</id><published>2009-03-31T11:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T12:00:04.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Self-centered&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Self-absorbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You only care more about yourself and not others around you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You don't even know sometimes what you say actually hurt others&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; put yourself first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THINK FOR OTHERS TOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOUR NOT THE ONLY LIVING PERSON IN THE UNIVERSE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FREAKING GET OUT OF YOUR SELF-INDULGENT BUBBLE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; your attitude at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You think it's only important to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THINK AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's equally important to me as well!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS NOT LIKE I WANT TO BE SICK NOW RIGHT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wish for you out of my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You ALWAYS ALWAYS, without fail piss me off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I got 2 words for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SCREW YOU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8422353481578926906?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3883821448700240157</id><published>2009-03-28T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T11:50:57.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='miss'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tears'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hurt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Random Post</title><content type='html'>I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeppie!&lt;br /&gt;You should be on the flight soon I think.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I never remember wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;Your coming home tomorrow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I missed you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3883821448700240157?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3883821448700240157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3883821448700240157' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3883821448700240157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3883821448700240157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/random-post.html' title='Random Post'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7331003865913364580</id><published>2009-03-27T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T10:16:54.624+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fever'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm officially sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down with fever, cough and flu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! Three in a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ning was super cute. Ytd I asked if we were meeting in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said,"No its next Friday. And Pam you HAVE to rest. Your in school 24/7 and your sick. Still think of meeting tml!. TSK TSK! GO REST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doc in the morning. Though of going to school after getting my prescription.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad was nagging at me asking me to go home instead. At that time, he didn't know I had fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I smsed lyn telling her I wont be going to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole body feels rigid and hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept the whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I've been having weird dreams &amp;amp; thoughts lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sigh. I have to stop all this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Its driving me insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why the constant popping up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Impossible is in my dictionary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Day 6 after your gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 more day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/20686584-7331003865913364580?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7331003865913364580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7331003865913364580' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7331003865913364580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7331003865913364580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3014907631172159911</id><published>2009-03-26T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:51:48.067+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BAOC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>Dance</title><content type='html'>Went to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt the Gee Dance by Girls' Generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! It's actually a dance from a Korean song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzjCfn9j79g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzjCfn9j79g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're doing the first 1.20 mins. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute dance actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its one of the performance we have to do for BAOC. Yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I learnt it less then a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of them we fascinated by the way I shake my hips. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to dance sports I guess. Isolation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for formation after the dance practise with BA Society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I over exhausted myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole body feels like its on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, took a quick shower and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5th day since you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Counting down: 3 more days&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/20686584-3014907631172159911?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3014907631172159911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3014907631172159911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3014907631172159911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3014907631172159911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/dance.html' title='Dance'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2780283988331402952</id><published>2009-03-25T12:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T09:52:53.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen</title><content type='html'>Okay. People. I'm going to be removing my tag board really soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you your want to leave a message or a tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do so at the comments sections on each post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4th day of departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why am I counting?&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/20686584-2780283988331402952?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2780283988331402952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2780283988331402952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2780283988331402952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2780283988331402952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/listen.html' title='Listen'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4878676643983679783</id><published>2009-03-24T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:26:08.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='performance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='selection'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm in dilemma now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;15 May's 21st B'day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;15 May's D&amp;amp;D Performance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Both important to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How to chose?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14th April is selection?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To go for it or not to go for it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time will tell all tales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3rd day of your departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Having fun?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4878676643983679783?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4878676643983679783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4878676643983679783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4878676643983679783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4878676643983679783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-in-dilemma-now.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7158524326738821206</id><published>2009-03-23T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T12:24:03.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wardrobes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ikea'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I PASSED EVALUATION ON 2ND ATTEMPT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First attempt, I failed by freaking 1%. 90% passing mark. I got 89% !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ikea to look for boxes. haha!! In the end, I side track a lot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS FASCINATED MY THE WARDROBES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And John was having the time of his life laughing at me going crazy over that. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2rd day since you left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7158524326738821206?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7158524326738821206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7158524326738821206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7158524326738821206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7158524326738821206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-passed-evaluation-on-2nd-attempt.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1210507067404897450</id><published>2009-03-22T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:34:13.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zouk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cheer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Help out</title><content type='html'>Slept freaking late ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the phone for a while with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chased you off in a way. hahah. Morning flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 545.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Switched off alarm &amp;amp; fell back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up in shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jumped out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was outside Zouk (carpark area) at 7A.M. (DARN EARLY LAH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed goodie bags and ensure everything is in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said bye to you wishing you a pleasant flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competitors (cheerleaders) Came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMP STARTS LIKE REALLY LATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN THEY SAY THEY WERE SUPPOSE TO START AT 1400. DRAG UNTIL 1430 -1445.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's not really a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a list of complains to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A few cartons of water, a&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; GROUP&lt;/span&gt; of cheerleaders share &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 BOTTLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And like how do you expect them to share. when cheer leading is a sport to dehydrate yourself. They expect cheerleaders and people to buy water from zouk at $3 each. They come here for comp and not to spent money right! Ya lah zouk is their sponsors but they (organisers) should also find other water suppliers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The organisers who organised this event, has to really plan ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My friend's friend came. He is actually in Magnum Force. People who don't know what is that, it is actually a cheer leading group in NP. Okay, that's not the problem. The problem is he was in clutches and Faith actually asked one of the organiser if she could get him a sit. The organisers just said no. Seats are only for VIPs. LIKE SERIOUSLY RULES CAN BE BENT AT TIMES RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it lah. haha! the complain. I left early to meet parents &amp;amp; kor for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smsed that your safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showered, crashed and slept immediately.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-1210507067404897450?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1210507067404897450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=1210507067404897450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1210507067404897450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1210507067404897450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-out.html' title='Help out'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1459640896739338050</id><published>2009-03-21T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:00:57.442+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mahjong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ambassadors'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><title type='text'>Phototshoot</title><content type='html'>I went to school for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ambassadorial photo shoot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; This time &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Group 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is in charge! Yeppie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I told Sam that I could make it but I changed my mine because I couldn't find anyone going. I was kinda desperately asking people online if they were going, somehow those I asked where not going! I smsed Sam again that I couldn't make it. LOL. Until Dian, she said she is going, Azizah is going too! AND I WAS LIKE WHAT!? I just smsed SAM!!!!!! like a few seconds ago! hahah!! I was telling Dian if only she replied me on msn earlier. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, like I said I went to school for the shoot.  It was actually for the banners and pictures that are going to be placed up during Ambassador registrations for freshman and yr 2s.  (:&lt;br /&gt;I reached school at 0948, smsed Dian and Azizah asking if they were in school and Dian say she is in clementi because she just received Sam's sms saying that the entire thing starts at 12 instead of 10, Azizah said that it starts at 12 and she is still at home. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was literally O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIAN WAS SO SWEET! (: She say she'll come find me in school. HHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sadly her story was rather funny and sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought she was late so she cab to school.  She told the uncle," Ngee Ann Poly. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"  hahah! But her HP has problems actually.  So when she was in the cab, she received Sam's sms about the change in time, she was like OH MY, and she told the driver that she would alight at clementi instead.  Uncle was okay okay no problem.  However, he stopped at the bus stop opposite NP, turned and ask Dian if she wanted to U-turn.  She gave him the HUH, uncle I want to go clementi not NP.  hahah! So he say haiyo, okay okay! then he drove to clementi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS WHERE I COME IN! hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She received my msg in the mids of traveling to clementi.  BUT she never tell the uncle back to NP. hahahah Later the uncle just kick her out of the cab halfway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she basically cabbed back to school after reaching clementi and she was 2 hour early. =.= We went to the field for the photoshoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE LIKE THE COOKIES!  BAKED UNDER THE SUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah! but after that it started to pour really heavily.  LUCKILY we finish the shoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for mom to come because she say she can drop off me and kor to De Kor's place.&lt;br /&gt;MAHJONG!!! WEEEEE~~~~ (:  It's actually another family gathering lah. haah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skip the mahjong part.  Overall I won $1.90.  hhaha! better then nothing okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping Yve tml for cheerleading. hahha 100% sai kan warriors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You  leaving tml!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Argh!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna miss you! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-1459640896739338050?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1459640896739338050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=1459640896739338050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1459640896739338050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1459640896739338050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/phototshoot.html' title='Phototshoot'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8899067015747355229</id><published>2009-03-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:58:53.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance Comp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmm! Dancesports Comp has officially ended ytd! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tiring but a fulfilling one!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The principal was there to support us &amp;amp; you know what, he is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahah!!! Because&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NGEE ANN RULED THE DANCE FLOOR!!&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In the finals at least 4 to 5 couples are from NP!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everytime we were all going to for our finals,  we were like, OH its your again! hahah! Let's go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ytd was a day filled with excitement.  I can still feel the butterflies in my tummy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Everything ended to quickly, before you know it, it's price presentation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Brandon and I join 6 events&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tertiary Grade E (Cha Cha)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tertiary Grade E (Rumba)*&lt;br /&gt;Tertiary Grade E (Jive)*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SGDF Grade E "open" (Cha Cha)*&lt;br /&gt;SGDF Grade E "open" (Rumba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grade D (Cha Cha &amp;amp; Rumba)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Out of these 6 we gt into 4 events, THE FINALS!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Once in the finals, it a confirmation to get a cert!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway the whole events was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T.I.R.I.N.G&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heat after heat,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Round after round,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In &amp;amp; Out, In &amp;amp; Out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dance a total of more then &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;20 rounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aching Legs,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sore Feet,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fruitful outcomes. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In short, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;NPDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is the best! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8899067015747355229?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8899067015747355229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8899067015747355229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8899067015747355229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8899067015747355229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/dance-comp.html' title='Dance Comp'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4606471004770534547</id><published>2009-03-09T09:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T09:08:03.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is the start of training.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sign. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May I last this training. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My patience &amp;amp; awaiting is wearing thin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4606471004770534547?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4606471004770534547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4606471004770534547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4606471004770534547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4606471004770534547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-start-of-training.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3661338799643128206</id><published>2009-03-06T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T10:12:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My March Vacation has been &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;burned&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by activities....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3661338799643128206?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3661338799643128206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3661338799643128206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3661338799643128206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3661338799643128206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-march-vacation-has-been-burned-by.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-529232730949656826</id><published>2009-03-04T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:59:23.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality</title><content type='html'>Palm reading is actually scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually everything is fine until I heard one part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing that, I felt so dejected &amp;amp; broken hearted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally feel that it's a fact that things may happen this way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I cannot accept reality.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-529232730949656826?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/529232730949656826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=529232730949656826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/529232730949656826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/529232730949656826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/reality.html' title='Reality'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4261809095538313263</id><published>2009-03-04T20:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T20:56:01.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd camp for March has ended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAMP camp. I had fun and met new people from my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although only 9 people turned up, we're still bonded as 1 group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sometimes I find my parents annoying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what's going on with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can suddenly be okay with a person, in a blink of a second, I can find that person a pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irregardless whether the person is my parents a not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. What's happening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4261809095538313263?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4261809095538313263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4261809095538313263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4261809095538313263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4261809095538313263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/2nd-camp-for-march-has-ended-bamp-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3408305915413358851</id><published>2009-03-01T17:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T18:43:13.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembrance</title><content type='html'>Okay! Exams have officially ended on the 27 Feb but I couldn't update yet because I had to come home quickly write messages for the year 3: Nikki, Jon Chia, Jess, Ira, Raymond and Jocelyn. Apparently I had problems writing because I had no idea what to write for them. It's so sad that it's their final and they are leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw I just woke up. And I can't really process what I'm writing now because I'm still a little stone and I'm crying while writing this. So I'm kinda gonna try let it be short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days 2 nights &lt;em&gt;Ambassadorial Retreat Camp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A time whereby all of us reflect on ourselves on why did we join ambassadors.&lt;br /&gt;A time whereby a new president of Ambassador is elected/voted/selected.&lt;br /&gt;A time whereby each AL be came their group's Leaders.&lt;br /&gt;A time whereby new ALs are selected from potential year 1.&lt;br /&gt;A time whereby year 3s have graduated.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the new excos of 09/10 was form today on this current date, 1 March 09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which all groups have their individual meeting with their Ex-Leader, New leader &amp;amp; ALs.&lt;br /&gt;Sarah Nat. You are one of the gem in Apache and we'll never forget you. Sincerely, I wish I've know you a a little more when you were still with us. Now you are the new AL of the Ninjas. You will be missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions went crazy when Sarah hug each and everyone of us individually. Almost everyone of us were in tears. Initially I was able to control myself but the moment she stood up and hug us all individually, I couldn't take it anymore. It's the feeling of something is being forcefully removed from you. It came to our new Leaders &amp;amp; ALs to give their speech. Sam, Ning &amp;amp; Faith just to let you know we will always be supporting you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were kinda suppose to talk individually but there was not enough time. So it was OTOT. I was fine during that time Deb &amp;amp; I went to take our envelopes. I went to find Sam after that. Congratulate her. But the moment I started hugging her, I started to cry again. I was telling her that I'll support her all the way &amp;amp; it's sometimes not that I don't want to talk to her but I just don't know how to approach her. She was telling me she had the same problems too. And we say we'll work things out. After that I couldn't stop crying. I went to look for Dian &amp;amp; Azizah and started hugging them so that I can stop crying. But the moment I did. I just couldn't stop tearing. Anizah and Stella where there too. When they hugged me, I started to cry even more. Okay so I managed to control my emotions for just a while before Jon came. He was standing behind me and Azizah asking what we were doing. He saw me crying and I told him to stay away or I'll just start crying again. The moment he put his arms around my neck and pat my head, I started to cry again. I seriously felt like a water bucket today. He wanted to take a picture so I went along trying to control my tears. He placed his arms around my neck and when Anizah just counted 1... I couldn't take it anymore. I stared Crying again. I couldn't hold back my tears. But finally I think I managed to take a picture. Oh my, super unglam. I just couldn't stop crying. I went to look for Faith and tell her that she will be a great AL just believe in yourself. I cried the moment I hugged her. I approached Ning and told her that she will be a good AL &amp;amp; I cried the moment I hugged her again. The moment I approached Nikki, I started crying again although I know that I will be still seeing her again. And what you told me, I'll keep it in my heart. Looked for Jon, gave him a hug. He ask me to stop crying again. I said no more tears to cry. I told him when he does go to Australia, remember to keep in contact and don't forget me. I went around hugging people, talking to them. I was rather reluctant to leave but I left together with Deb @ ard 215. Yve drove, so on the way, Yve dropped us off at the atrium. Thanks Yve. And my dad picked both of us there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never felt so emotional in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I truly regret not knowing some of the people.&lt;br /&gt;I can somehow understand now why seniors say treasure it while you still have it.&lt;br /&gt;It's a time of goodbyes and Hellos.&lt;br /&gt;Its a moment worth the remembrance.&lt;br /&gt;Ambassadors have made a great difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ambassadors, thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3408305915413358851?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3408305915413358851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3408305915413358851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3408305915413358851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3408305915413358851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-exams-have-officially-ended-on-27.html' title='Remembrance'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5333199969778153682</id><published>2009-02-23T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:44:42.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>War</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES!!&lt;/span&gt;", SHE YELLS AT THE TOP OF HER LUNGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Your going down!", she screams again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of war has begun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now she's halfway through the battle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;short gun-ners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sharp shooters&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;machine gun-ners&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tankers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of&lt;strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;fighter pilots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Armed with an army of &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snipers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;she has just won her second day of war!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more days to go she screams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Marching off to face her new rival.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5333199969778153682?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5333199969778153682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5333199969778153682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5333199969778153682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5333199969778153682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/02/war.html' title='War'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5189150243086103869</id><published>2009-01-18T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:44:25.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If only</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;If only I know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know what you want.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know what you are thinking.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know I am always there for you.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know your real emotions.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know I am the one you're looking for.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know what I want.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know what my true feelings are.&lt;br /&gt;If only I know where I should have stepped in &amp;amp; draw the line.&lt;br /&gt;If only at times life doesn't make a mockery out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't feel so exhausted and lack of air.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be all confused and lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I have you here with me, holding me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me with care in your eyes that everything is going to be alright.&lt;br /&gt;I would have drifted away from my thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5189150243086103869?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5189150243086103869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5189150243086103869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5189150243086103869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5189150243086103869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/if-only.html' title='If only'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6498225007215333417</id><published>2009-01-18T14:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:12:00.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion Dinner Cum Gathering</title><content type='html'>Chinese New Year is like 2 weeks away. &lt;br /&gt;This year's CNY apparently is FREAKING early!&lt;br /&gt;So many things to do, so little time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had 3 wishes,&lt;br /&gt;I will wish for time to slow down,&lt;br /&gt;wish to remember all fun times together,&lt;br /&gt;wish for everything to go smoothly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CATS presentation is this coming Wed&lt;br /&gt;BCOMM OP2 is TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;ITB, MIEC is week 16!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are arriving.&lt;br /&gt;Cousin is migrating to Australia.&lt;br /&gt;Papa Kenny, Kor Kor Jon are leaving NP; awaiting to go to the army,&lt;br /&gt;Will hardly see them again especially Jon when he goes overseas to pursue his dream. &lt;br /&gt;Have to register for driving.&lt;br /&gt;And I need you here. (To random person because I have no idea who I need)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd's reunion dinner was at my granny's place.  After lao-ing YuSheng and eating abit. &lt;br /&gt;I had to leave early to go to Sean Chi's place for a grp 3 gathering. &lt;br /&gt;haha! YES FINALLY RIGHT!? I realised. &lt;br /&gt;I brought awfully chocolate as dessert. haha!&lt;br /&gt;PLUS ICE CREAM TOO!&lt;br /&gt;My dad fetched me there.&lt;br /&gt;So when I arrived, &lt;br /&gt;Sly, Jocelyn, Nik, Azizah, Brandon, Shirley, Faith, Sean, Jon &amp;amp; Mark were there. &lt;br /&gt;Mark was thrown into the water when I arrived. &lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw I was not spared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THEY WERE PERSISTENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I struggled like CRAZY as if I was saving my life. &lt;br /&gt;1st attempt I managed to free myself.&lt;br /&gt;I was kicking super crazily like riding bicycle like tat ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Brandon had problems catching my legs!! &lt;br /&gt;The 2nd attempt they were smarter. =="&lt;br /&gt;Jon held down my legs.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was faith who was behind me. &lt;br /&gt;Same old same old. I struggled. &lt;br /&gt;Screaming that I will go down later because I have a lot of things on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They were brutal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Force me to remove my stuff and MAKE SURE I NEVER RUN AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;So yea.&lt;br /&gt;I had to remove bangle's from both hands, my ear rings, my belt and handphone from my pocket. &lt;br /&gt;SEE THE NUMBER OF STUFF I HAD TO REMOVE!&lt;br /&gt;like i said they were PERSISTENT!&lt;br /&gt;After that I cannot really remember how they managed to throw me into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;But yea bottom line, i did get wet at the end of the day!&lt;br /&gt;THE FUNNIEST THING WAS MARK!!!&lt;br /&gt;He was like PAM stop struggling, my arms are tired!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jon was panting and was tired.  He was like your darn hard to be drag into the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Brandon he went into the pool with his dry pants!==" ahahah comical! &lt;br /&gt;So yea the entire party ended like 11. &lt;br /&gt;Dropped Azizah, Sly and Shirley at redhill mrt station before going back to my granny's place.  They were still gambling man!&lt;br /&gt;I played 2 rounds of mahjong.  haha!!&lt;br /&gt;i took over my auntie and i was an amature @ using the chips.&lt;br /&gt;when the game ended i lost 7 i think. &lt;br /&gt;then i was suppose to pay my uncle. &lt;br /&gt;so he was like ohh u have to pass me 7. &lt;br /&gt;I TELL YOU IT WAS SO EMBARRASSING!!&lt;br /&gt;I pass him 7 dollars of chips!!!! hahah!!!&lt;br /&gt;where in actual fact i had to give him 7 dollars CASH! =="&lt;br /&gt;my brother and my uncle were laughing at me lah!!!&lt;br /&gt;then i was like huh... its real money ar. okok!! haah!!!&lt;br /&gt;so yea by the time I reached home was 1 plus close 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All geared up to crash the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said good nights &amp;amp; Hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I went drifted soundly to sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6498225007215333417?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6498225007215333417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6498225007215333417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6498225007215333417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6498225007215333417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/reunion-dinner-cum-gathering.html' title='Reunion Dinner Cum Gathering'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5620490811383502415</id><published>2009-01-16T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:52:11.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there with you (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;You walked with me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Footprints in the sand, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And helped me understand, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where I'm going, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You walked with me, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I was all alone, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With so much unknown, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Along the way, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I heard you say, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I promise you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm always there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When your heart is filled with sorrow, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And despair, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll carry you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you need a friend &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find my footprints in the sand. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SXCe7e6torI/AAAAAAAAARk/MGw4X49Me3I/s1600-h/footprints_in_sand_wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291904306909127346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SXCe7e6torI/AAAAAAAAARk/MGw4X49Me3I/s320/footprints_in_sand_wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5620490811383502415?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5620490811383502415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5620490811383502415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5620490811383502415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5620490811383502415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/ill-be-there-with-you.html' title='I&apos;ll be there with you (:'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SXCe7e6torI/AAAAAAAAARk/MGw4X49Me3I/s72-c/footprints_in_sand_wallpaper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6953932815767874221</id><published>2009-01-14T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T18:52:28.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yes CATS assignment is like 90% done!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We're left with compilation of our final report. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OHHH I have to do my self-reflection in a creative manner! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED MY CREATIVE JUICES TO FLOW SOON!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Weeeeee~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can't wait until it is over! Woot! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is around the corner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This means that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FINALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ARE COMING TOO!!! :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARGH~~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SAVE ME~ Sigh. o.O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But on a brighter side, 7 WEEKS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;7 LONGGGGGGGGGG WEEKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;of break is arriving! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gonna &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;PAMPER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MYSELF &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;LIKE CRAZY&lt;/span&gt; MAN!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT ARGH, I'M GONNA BE A YEAR 2. Sounds old. ==" sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But apparently I don't look like my age, it's quite depressing actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, I'm gonna register for driving soon man! HAHA!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Drive to school and then home. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKAY!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;~~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TO MY&lt;em&gt; GOD -BROTHER&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;JON CHIA &lt;/em&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FOR PASSING HIS DRIVING! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(See I spell your name correctly this time okay! ==")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This also means that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU HAVE TO DRIVE ME AROUND&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WAHAHHAH!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6953932815767874221?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6953932815767874221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6953932815767874221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6953932815767874221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6953932815767874221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/random-facts.html' title='Random Facts'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2473729057170070041</id><published>2009-01-13T09:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T09:55:35.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Guess where am I now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Are you&lt;/span&gt; guessing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Come on I know you can tell where I am! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still can't guess? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Alright&lt;/span&gt; I shall tell you where I am now. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM IN &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FFA&lt;/span&gt; LECTURE! AND I'M DYING OF BOREDOM BECAUSE THE LESSON IS RATHER DRY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sigh...&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/20686584-2473729057170070041?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2473729057170070041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2473729057170070041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2473729057170070041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2473729057170070041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/guess-where-am-i-now.html' title='Guess! (:'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-58952575661254877</id><published>2009-01-12T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:44:11.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been 2 days since Open House ended. A lot of things happen throughout the 3 days. For me I personally feel that I have gain more confidence especially speaking in front of large crowds. Although my first attempt was horrendous, the next few tries I feel myself improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway I was posted to CB a.k.a. Chartered Bus; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emcee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; This means that schools that did not register with Ngee Ann's CT a.k.a. Customised tour, I will be emceeing to them for a total of 1 minute and showing them the video. anyway my speech is like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Hi Everyone! I'm Pamela, a year 1 Accountancy student from the school of Business and Accountancy also known as Sch of BA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;First and foremost, a warm welcome to Ngee Ann Polytechnic! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;A video has been specially made for you guys, yes specially for you guys only, to let your have a inside feel of how poly life is like. Please sit back, relax ans enjoy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;(Video Screening)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Yup! So as mention above, don't miss out our special program @ the atruim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Also don't miss out a few of our highlights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;1. Course Counselling @ level 1, which is just above&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;2. Don't forget to grab ur goodie bags @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:outspace@72"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;outspace@72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;3. Catch our wonderful CCA fiesta held and the atruim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;4. Last but not least, hop on to our facility tour buses for a campus tour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Once again, I'm Pamela, your emcee for today. Enjoy your day in NP! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Please proceed out using the front exit door and our ushers will usher you up to the CC where from there is free and easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yea basically that is my speech. haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was sad for the year 3 seniors as it is their last Open house. At the last hour, seniors were giving their goodbye speech. The room was filled with laughter, regrets, remorse, last words, tears &amp;amp; emotions. Some were crying, haha I was at my brim of crying too but I held back my tears. And when everything ended I went for dinner with Dian, Sherlyn and Jon Chia. I was practically stoning lah while eating my food. I'm so exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well anyway when I reached home, I felt lost for a moment. I realised he was around no more. Because for pass 3 days. You went home together with me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the pass 3 days all sorts of funny things happened - Crazy Nights; Stupid situations; Retarded actions; Unpleasant smelling things, napping on my lap while me playing with your hair. hahah!!! Things that I normally don't experience at home with family. So when I went home after dinner. I realised that chances of it happening again is rather slim. It was then, I realised you weren't there anymore. I miss your presence here. I told that, I have no idea why but every time once you leave, I will always wish you had never and when you did, I miss you badly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I feel rather attached to you as a sister. You leaving either later or now, it will still be the same as some part of me is missing. hahaha! sorry that I make it so depressing!! But I want to say now. LOL! Just in case I never have a chance to say in the future if you really do go overseas and stuff like that and me seeing you again is like finding a needle in a haystack. HAHAHAH!!! like seriously I don't want to make it sound so depressing but I don't want to every regrate not saying when your gone. I felt that I should grab hold of any opportunities now an let you know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWtkXQLqc3I/AAAAAAAAARU/LeyFDtxBEwA/s1600-h/1708531994_f77f937174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290432537920435058" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWtkXQLqc3I/AAAAAAAAARU/LeyFDtxBEwA/s320/1708531994_f77f937174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Silence &amp;amp; awaiting)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-58952575661254877?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/58952575661254877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=58952575661254877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/58952575661254877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/58952575661254877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-been-2-days-since-open-house-ended.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWtkXQLqc3I/AAAAAAAAARU/LeyFDtxBEwA/s72-c/1708531994_f77f937174.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8285195192434303552</id><published>2009-01-07T09:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T09:09:56.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrenaline rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NGEE ANN OPEN HOUSE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;STARTS TOMORROW LASTING 3 DAYS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'M FEELING BUTTERFLIES IN MY TUMMY. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARGH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1 Day Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;24 Hours Away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1440 Minutes Away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86,400 Seconds Away&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ADRENALINE RUSH!!!!&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/20686584-8285195192434303552?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8285195192434303552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8285195192434303552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8285195192434303552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8285195192434303552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/adrenaline-rush.html' title='Adrenaline rush'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6693775370244107159</id><published>2009-01-05T23:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:22:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIEW MAI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I CALLED &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SZERUI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A.K.A. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ELYSHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SIEW&lt;/span&gt; MAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIwrtP2b1I/AAAAAAAAARE/dIvqMUO75Zg/s1600-h/IMG_1118.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287842439924969298" style="WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 191px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIwrtP2b1I/AAAAAAAAARE/dIvqMUO75Zg/s200/IMG_1118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIxP9IATII/AAAAAAAAARM/VlBM-e7BGwU/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287843062662319234" style="WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIxP9IATII/AAAAAAAAARM/VlBM-e7BGwU/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIwUa7-iDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/y4LHwpoLWq4/s1600-h/chicken%2520%26%2520shrimp%2520siew%2520mai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287842039872784434" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIwUa7-iDI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/y4LHwpoLWq4/s200/chicken%2520%26%2520shrimp%2520siew%2520mai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BY MISTAKE @ &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ECP&lt;/span&gt; GATHERING ON THE &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 JANUARY 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;HAHAHAHAH&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;CATALYST&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;TOTALLY WENT WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; MAN!!!!!!!&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/20686584-6693775370244107159?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6693775370244107159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6693775370244107159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6693775370244107159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6693775370244107159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-called-my-friend-siew-mai-by-mistake.html' title='SIEW MAI!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWIwrtP2b1I/AAAAAAAAARE/dIvqMUO75Zg/s72-c/IMG_1118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8972227499871875364</id><published>2009-01-05T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:38:44.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm currently sitting in Canteen 1 waiting for time to pass until 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open House is 3 days away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the Adrenaline rush now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Faites vous vous souvenez de moi&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Do you remember me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je me suis assis sur votre genou &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I sat upon your knee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je vous ai écrit &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(I wrote to you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Avec les fantaisies d'enfance &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(With childhood fantasies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bien, je suis tout développé maintenant&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (Well, I'm all grown up now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Et ayez toujours besoin de l'aide d'une manière ou d'une autre&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (And still need help somehow)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Je ne suis pas un enfant&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (I'm not a child)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mais mon coeur peut toujours rêver &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(But my heart still can dream)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comme les enfants nous avons cru &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(As children we believed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La vue grandest pour voir &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(The grandest sight to see)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Était quelque chose de joli &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Was something lovely)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Emballé au-dessous de notre arbre &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Wrapped beneath our tree)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bien le ciel sait seulement &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Well heaven only knows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ces paquets et révérences &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(That packages and bows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainsi voici mon désir de toute une vie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(So here's my lifelong wish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma liste développée de Noël &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My grown up christmas list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juste pour être son, même s'il est depuis un jour.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ainsi voici mon désir de toute une vie &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(So here's my lifelong wish)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ma liste développée de Noël &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(My grown up christmas list)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8972227499871875364?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8972227499871875364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8972227499871875364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8972227499871875364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8972227499871875364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-currently-sitting-in-canteen-1.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3262755791856556984</id><published>2009-01-04T22:16:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T23:18:26.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECP Gathering</title><content type='html'>I went to east coast park for a gathering. Seconday school. Kinda miss the old group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The crazy us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The manipulative us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The always slack from time to time but work our ass for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tend to get in r/s within our grp us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! those were the days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIOX3_SRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/disuXrAgx1M/s1600-h/IMG_3806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287446111785535762" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIOX3_SRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/disuXrAgx1M/s200/IMG_3806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything started off slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIO6308fI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wR3NPd1IFFw/s1600-h/IMG_3811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287446121180099058" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIO6308fI/AAAAAAAAAN8/wR3NPd1IFFw/s200/IMG_3811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls being the usual let the guys do the work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIPJPz2lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/xqjR16QQ1iY/s1600-h/IMG_3815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287446125038787154" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIPJPz2lI/AAAAAAAAAOE/xqjR16QQ1iY/s200/IMG_3815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ben, Nat, Rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDKU8ts7II/AAAAAAAAAO0/VBCN1lBzD9M/s1600-h/IMG_3834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287448423776971906" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDKU8ts7II/AAAAAAAAAO0/VBCN1lBzD9M/s200/IMG_3834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDK77rEhsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/jLkPkhYHaag/s1600-h/IMG_1115.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287449093512398530" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDK77rEhsI/AAAAAAAAAO8/jLkPkhYHaag/s200/IMG_1115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat, Me, Rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDLesqYGxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AuRVCwX9_AU/s1600-h/IMG_3930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287449690778376978" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDLesqYGxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/AuRVCwX9_AU/s200/IMG_3930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM8zzfFXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cso5pRV9HIA/s1600-h/IMG_3924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287451307603334514" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM8zzfFXI/AAAAAAAAAPk/cso5pRV9HIA/s200/IMG_3924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM9XbZJ3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/JHA24OubI0k/s1600-h/IMG_3916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287451317165959026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM9XbZJ3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/JHA24OubI0k/s200/IMG_3916.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Girls as usual waits for food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDMMmV4D6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/sL-pQ6kQQvI/s1600-h/IMG_3843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287450479355760546" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDMMmV4D6I/AAAAAAAAAPc/sL-pQ6kQQvI/s200/IMG_3843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat being unglam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDMMYRzW9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/cDuMi3C8ZLc/s1600-h/IMG_3846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287450475580578770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDMMYRzW9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/cDuMi3C8ZLc/s200/IMG_3846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDLeVOLAMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ieUgmcb6Wr8/s1600-h/IMG_3864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287449684486062274" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDLeVOLAMI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ieUgmcb6Wr8/s200/IMG_3864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM-OOFbQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vOzQM3CFLFI/s1600-h/IMG_3970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287451331874090242" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDM-OOFbQI/AAAAAAAAAP0/vOzQM3CFLFI/s200/IMG_3970.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John carrying me. ahah! Couple gone wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPQmdwzzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Vg47HaS-LW4/s1600-h/IMG_4011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287453846643199794" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPQmdwzzI/AAAAAAAAAP8/Vg47HaS-LW4/s200/IMG_4011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFOzDz7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/U43YG1WwA7w/s1600-h/IMG_4004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454750823141298" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFOzDz7I/AAAAAAAAAQU/U43YG1WwA7w/s200/IMG_4004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFcyJAmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/x8MOySQpy0Y/s1600-h/IMG_4006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454754577384034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFcyJAmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/x8MOySQpy0Y/s200/IMG_4006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me, John, Rui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPQ-HOxbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Pe2OHQgidos/s1600-h/IMG_3952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287453852991145394" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPQ-HOxbI/AAAAAAAAAQE/Pe2OHQgidos/s200/IMG_3952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDRbxQ-_jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zkdoN6P9YR8/s1600-h/IMG_4012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287456237544209970" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDRbxQ-_jI/AAAAAAAAAQs/zkdoN6P9YR8/s200/IMG_4012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPRJjA9CI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GDbdCB2axNk/s1600-h/IMG_4023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287453856060470306" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDPRJjA9CI/AAAAAAAAAQM/GDbdCB2axNk/s200/IMG_4023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these shots! Credit to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFn4KFtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/h7XUapyjPLw/s1600-h/IMG_4035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287454757555410642" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDQFn4KFtI/AAAAAAAAAQk/h7XUapyjPLw/s200/IMG_4035.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDRcQ7knOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D9qripGwKUM/s1600-h/IMG_4069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287456246044335330" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDRcQ7knOI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/D9qripGwKUM/s200/IMG_4069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rui, Jordan, Rene, Yh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So basically i shot most of the pics. shot a total of 200 plus close 300. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should organise one more soon!!! (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3262755791856556984?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3262755791856556984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3262755791856556984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3262755791856556984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3262755791856556984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/ecp-gathering.html' title='ECP Gathering'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SWDIOX3_SRI/AAAAAAAAAN0/disuXrAgx1M/s72-c/IMG_3806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6775819626442290908</id><published>2009-01-04T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:14:51.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAVE A BLASTING 2009 EVERYONE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Issues that have to be done this year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be focus on task at hand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Save up for digital cam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have sufficient time for myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have sufficient time for my dance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have sufficient air to breath&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;LASTLY&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My New Year Resolution for myself is &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;TO HAVE TOTAL CONTROL OF MY FEELINGS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;DON'T LET MY HEART RULE OVER ME&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH I FEEL LIKE CRYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW DEPRESS I'M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH HATRED I'M FEELING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH LONGING I WANT FOR HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH FAILURE I'M FACING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH ATTACHED FEELINGS I HAVE HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH ATTENTION I WANT FROM HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER HOW MUCH I DEMAND FROM HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;NO MATTER WHAT FANTASIES I'M LIVING IN, WAKE UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Be my old self. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Pam find back the old you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Find back the STRONG, INDEPENDENT, DISCIPLINE, BUBBLY &amp;amp; OUTGOING Pam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Find back the old Pam when she used to be able to hide her emotions from time to time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is my New Year Resolution for myself this 2009.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6775819626442290908?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6775819626442290908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6775819626442290908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6775819626442290908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6775819626442290908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-781234834629146149</id><published>2008-12-14T09:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:29:01.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Few things to update and say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so glad that Common test is finally over.  I am able to get my rest.  The past week was horrendious! I had little sleep and was at my brim.  I still remember. on 10 Dec, even at 1 am in the morning was still studying for MIEC (Mircoeconomics) paper.  I was about to tear.  So exhausted yet I cannot sleep.  Literally, you can feel yourself reaching your ends already but you still know that deep inside you, you have to continue.  Finally at 130, I really can't take it. I went to bed.  MIEC paper was so tricky! I went in with hope of doing well. I came out with low moral instead.  Sigh.   Okay since its already done, I should'nt pounder over it. Decided to concentrate on ITB.  At first was alright when it closer to 11 pm. I was so tired and I CANNOT SLEEP! I was telling him that I cannot take it anymore! I want to cry but I so tired that I cant seem to cry! How ironic it can be! I badly needed a hug for comfort. Just to be held for a moment. After awhile, he had headache and have needed to sleep.  Told me to hang on, last paper already! And I can do it! When he sees me tml, he'll give me BIG hug! and asked me to smile for him. So sweet! Even being I tired and stressed out, I can feel that fuzzy feeling tinggling inside of me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd I had a pre xmas party with my aunites and uncles! Omgosh, all my cousins are TALL! I feel so small! My sec one cousin and pri 6 cousin are 170 plus; Im only 156! LOL See the difference in gap.  So surprised! Well anyway, hahaha Im still happing being who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-781234834629146149?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/781234834629146149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=781234834629146149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/781234834629146149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/781234834629146149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/12/few-things-to-update-and-say.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4192886216152713516</id><published>2008-12-05T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:48:39.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish for time to stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish to spent one full day with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish for you to take my hand &amp;amp; lead the way.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish for your soft voice whisper swiftly into my ear.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish for you to break the walls &amp;amp; enter my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish for you to draw me near &amp;amp; hold me tight like there's no tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have one wish, I wish Iam yours, truely yours.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOWEVER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only I have THIS one wish, I wish I have never met you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We started off as strangers then soon became friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're the first one I think of when I wake up and last one I think of before I go to sleep &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love you so much I wish you never had to leave. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;EVERYTHING, our topics, dumb jokes awkward moments &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and all the laughter just makes me fall in love with you more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you give me butterflies when you say the sweetest things. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but when you act like the one I didn't fall in love with... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it makes me wonder are you the one.&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/20686584-4192886216152713516?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4192886216152713516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4192886216152713516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4192886216152713516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4192886216152713516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-only-i-have-one-wish-i-wish-for-time.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7745835384607484217</id><published>2008-11-30T00:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:11:45.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old School</title><content type='html'>MUGGING SEASON HAS STARTED OFFICALLY TODAY&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOO OLD SCHOOL =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;aime. tu me manques &amp;amp; je t'aime is what she dearly wants to says to him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7745835384607484217?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7745835384607484217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7745835384607484217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7745835384607484217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7745835384607484217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/old-school.html' title='Old School'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5002394224882175826</id><published>2008-11-28T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:31:11.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts about pad &amp; tampons? Read</title><content type='html'>If you are a woman and use pads, but especially if you use tampons, read this inform other woman.  For the men who are reading this, please tell it to your friends, significant others, sisters, mothers, daughters, etc.) Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the labels of the sanitary pads or tampons that you are going to buy the next time and see whether you spot any of the familiar signs stated in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder so many women in the world suffer from cervical cancer and womb tumors. Have you heard that tampon makers include asbestos in tampons? Why would they do this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because asbestos makes you bleed more, if you bleed more, you're going to need to use more. Why isn't this against the law since asbestos is so dangerous? Because the powers that be, in all their wisdom (not), did not consider tampons as being ingested, and, therefore, didn't consider them illegal or dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This month's Essence magazine has small article about this and they mention two manufacturers of a cotton tampon alternative. The companies are: Organic Essentials @1-800) 765-6491 and Terra Femme @(800)755-0212.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman getting her Ph.D. at University of Colorado at Boulder sent the following: 'I am writing this because women are not being informed about the dangers of something most of us use: tampons. I am taking a class this month and I have been learning a lot about biology and women, including much about feminine hygiene. Recently we have learned that tampons are actually dangerous (for other reasons than TSS). I'll tell you this - after learning about this in our class, most of the females wound up feeling angry and upset with the tampon industry, and I for one, am going to do something about it To start, I want to inform everyone I can, and email is the fastest way that I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HERE IS THE SCOOP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tampons contain two things that are potentially harmful: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Rayon&lt;/span&gt; (for absorbency), and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dioxin&lt;/span&gt; (a chemical used in bleaching the products). The tampon industry is convinced that we, as women, need bleached white products in order to view the product as pure and clean. The problem here is that the dioxin, which is produced in this bleaching process, can lead to very harmful problems for a woman. Dioxin is potentially carcinogenic cancer-associated)and is toxic to the immune and reproductive systems. It has also been linked to endometriosis and lower sperm counts for men. For both sexes, it breaks down the immune system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last September, the Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) reported that there really is no set 'acceptable' level of exposure to dioxin given that it is cumulative and slow to disintegrate. The real danger comes from repeated contact Karen Couppert 'Pulling the Plug on the Tampon Industry'). I'd say using about 4-5 tampons a day, five days a month, for 38 menstruating years is 'repeated contact', wouldn't you? Rayon contributes to the danger of tampons and dioxin because it is a highly absorbent substance. Therefore, when fibers from the tampons are left behind in the vagina (as usually occurs), it creates a breeding ground for the dioxin. It also stays in a lot longer than it would with just cotton tampons. This is also the reason why TSS (toxic shock syndrome) occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ARE THE ALTERNATIVES?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using feminine hygiene products that aren't bleached and that are all cotton. Other feminine hygiene products(pads/napkins) contain dioxin as well, but they are not nearly as dangerous since they are not in direct contact with the vagina. The pads/napkins need to stop being bleached, but, obviously, tampons are the most dangerous.So, what can you do if you can't give up using tampons? Use tampons that are made from 100% cotton, and that are UNBLEACHED. Unfortunately, there are very few companies that make these safe tampons. They are usually only found in health food stores.Countries all over the w orld ( Sweden , Germany , British Columbia , etc.) have demanded a switch to this safer tampon, while the U.S. has decided to keep us in the dark about it. In 1989, activists in England mounted a campaign against chlorine bleaching. Six weeks and 50,000 letters later, the makers of sanitary products switched to oxygen bleaching (one of the green methods available) (MS magazine, May/June 1995).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT TO DO NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell people. Everyone. Inform them. We are being manipulated by this industry and the government, let's do something about it! Please write to the companies: Tampax(Tambrands), Playtex, O.B., Kotex. Call the 800 numbers listed on the boxes. Let them know that we demand a safe product ALL COTTON UNBLEACHED TAMPONS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FOR THOSE OF US WHO USE SANITARY NAPKINS/PADS:IF u ever wondered what were the ingredients that made popular brands so 'free and light and carefree', well here's the bit:The material that makes the pad so paper THIN, is cellulose gel. YEap, it's not even cotton!!!!!!DO NOT wear the same pad for more than 3 hours of a maximum!!! After this duration, the genital area is prone to bacterial action and may result in cervical cancer or other complications!!!!!!!!!!REMEMBER! NEVER NEVER NEVER WEAR THE SAME PAD FOR MORE THAN 3 HOURS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yes, please pass on this message to as many women as possible and save lives!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;References:1 Women Health Issues - Thrush&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5002394224882175826?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5002394224882175826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5002394224882175826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5002394224882175826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5002394224882175826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/facts-about-pad-tampons-read.html' title='Facts about pad &amp; tampons? Read'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7576282756648394269</id><published>2008-11-27T22:34:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:11:10.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake Shop (:</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, this post is about this cake shop that I really really &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; like seriously it's that good. It maybe pricey, &lt;strong&gt;BUT BUT&lt;/strong&gt; I feel its worth the price. (: If there is no such thing as heart disease, obesity, I don't mind eating it everyday. haha! okay maybe not everyday but twice a week? I don't know. Well anyway I will be posting the website, address and its details down. so do order from there if your have anything to celebrate for. (: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; the good old days where you &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indulge&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yourself in sweet cakes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sweet tooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aching in pain, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;yearning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for something sweet to bite on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;The Patissier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;a place where you can indulge in mouth watering cakes&lt;/u&gt; (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-NSmxsKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GfhLnvp_3pA/s1600-h/front.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273361349239484578" style="WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 403px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-NSmxsKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/GfhLnvp_3pA/s320/front.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-NrTQ2kI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mxnFKqRedgI/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273361355868527170" style="WIDTH: 508px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 410px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-NrTQ2kI/AAAAAAAAAJk/mxnFKqRedgI/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-N_MNbFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HX2SiHPrUZk/s1600-h/untitled1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273361361207651410" style="WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 446px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-N_MNbFI/AAAAAAAAAJs/HX2SiHPrUZk/s320/untitled1.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-OHm_odI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0IID0F2cAqc/s1600-h/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273361363467477458" style="WIDTH: 526px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-OHm_odI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/0IID0F2cAqc/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-N70-0WI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HaFv5XSA-ZM/s1600-h/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273361360304918882" style="WIDTH: 482px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-N70-0WI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/HaFv5XSA-ZM/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-1bxHFdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I_Bjmm4YkBo/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-1bxHFdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I_Bjmm4YkBo/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-1bxHFdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I_Bjmm4YkBo/s1600-h/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273362038893516242" style="WIDTH: 316px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 378px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SS6-1bxHFdI/AAAAAAAAAKE/I_Bjmm4YkBo/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There you have it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A picture paints a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant wait to get your hands on it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wait no longer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Website: &lt;a href="http://www.thepatissier.com/"&gt;http://www.thepatissier.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Addresses:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Patissier LLP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 Ann Siang Road, #01-01&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore 069698&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel: 6220 5565&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business hours:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday ~ Friday: 10.30 am ~ 7pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday : Close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Public Holiday: Close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 Mohamed Sultan Road, #01-01&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore 238955&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tel: 6737 3369&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Business hours:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday ~ Friday: 10.30 am ~ 7pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday: 10.30 ~ 5pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Public holiday: Close&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like I said above, I'm doing this not for advertising purposes but I want to share the joy I experience while indulging myself in these cakes. I hope your will have you moments of joy too. 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I have quite a number of things I want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Thursday; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got freaked out by you when I accidentally dozed off on the couch. When I woke up few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;mins&lt;/span&gt; later all i see was you face 5cm away from mine. the next thing you said was go and sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! i think i was just to tired to rebuttal so i just nodded my head, walked towards my bed and bury myself under the covers. I woke up halfway when you were covering me cos my blanket rolled down until waist level. at the same time placed the bolster under my arms. after that i dozed back for a few seconds UNTIL when you switch off the lights i pop up from bed.  I THINK I WOKE UP AGAIN! LOL unless im dreaming. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hah&lt;/span&gt;! anyway i have no idea why man but ya. you noticed and walked towards me and asked &lt;em&gt;why? &lt;/em&gt;I answered with a small moan saying &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;nothing&lt;/span&gt; and i went back to sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;! funny! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; but anyway what i wanted to say was you were really sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When i woke up the first time i kinda gleams into you eyes for awhile ,i couldn't see clearly cos i was w/o my glasses but i think I saw care &amp;amp; concern shimmering out from your eyes. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aww&lt;/span&gt; so sweet. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! but then again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm touch by your actions. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I met my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;bestie&lt;/span&gt;, she is like a sister to me and I told her I confused if I'm liking someone. Many people told me not to fall for him cos he is not so simple. While at anyway case, she added that I have to look within myself and find the answers I'm seeking for. After a while she added, "Pam, you just like playing with fire and always look for danger." I kept silent for a while and though back. Actually what she says does makes sense. But what to do? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! I'm looking for a roller coaster ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;MSN&lt;/span&gt; with you and our topics were about everything and literally everything. So I told you what my sister told me; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;ahhah&lt;/span&gt;! and you were asking me what kinda of fire. So ya that was how the topics heated up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I told you that I THINK I'm falling for someone but I'm confused with the feeling I'm having. You asked who but all i said was sorry, i need to confirm my feelings first then PERHAPS i will let you know. So I changed the topic to ask about you. asking if you have anyone in mind; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;hahaaa&lt;/span&gt; what you said was, you never though about liking or looking for some one now. Now that you have all your friends, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;gf&lt;/span&gt; is not what you have been thinking about. so I just left it that way not pursuing anymore. it was after you said this i had this weird warm feeling in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You said i was too innocent. as for you, you don't even want to hurt me. You just can't bare to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard it, i was lost for words. I was shocked like seriously shocked. You said you bully me, but you care. I added saying that you seem to care for everyone you bully. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You said I'm one who you pays more attention to. You added that I have your word, no matter how much I don't know about you, you wont play me out.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;In actual fact, its not that i do not trust you, or maybe its just that I really do not know you well enough to judge you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I do trust you, but for a player to say this, I'm just surprised. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you is all that I want to say.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I miss you company here; especially during the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The times you acted like a kid just made me grow more fond towards you. It made me want to protect you somehow. It made me want to hold you so tightly, to hold you safe and sound from all you troubles. I don't mind being your human pillow to cry on or to hold on. oh my i sound like a granny. ==" I just want you to know that I will be there for you no matter what happens ya. (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;! if your reading this i think you'll be laughing at me now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I used to say you were a hard nut to crack and when you are ready you will eventually step out of your safety zone. I didn't expect you to crack to fast. Last night you confesses to many things at one shot! I was surprised cos judging from you personality and character, i though you would have done it slowly. But I;m glad you did. I appreciated that. Really, I do. I'm glad to be there and have rendered a listening ear for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just remember, I'll be here for you no matter what happens (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You gave my your word before; So now i give you mine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You have my word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Not from a friend to a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Neither is it from a sibling to a sibling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But to one who just need a hug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-2019170992544805083?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2019170992544805083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2019170992544805083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2019170992544805083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2019170992544805083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/where-to-start.html' title='Gratitude'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6063557225565663554</id><published>2008-11-22T09:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T11:24:00.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED Camp 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ah it's finally over. The amazing &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RED&lt;/span&gt; Camp 5&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; A 3 days day camp catered to secondary school students to explore what NP is about. I would admit, this 3 days were the best! Thanks to everyone who made my RED camp 5 experience so phenomenal. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE YOU GUYS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. the hardwork, the support, the wildness, the everything to made this a possible &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;OUTSTANDING event&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to our Staff mentors (SMs): Jane &amp;amp; Annie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to our Chief SLs: Nicolette, Sam &amp;amp; Henry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanks&lt;/strong&gt; to all SLs:&lt;br /&gt;Gerald, Qian Hua, Wei Quan, Serene, Keenan, Jon Chia, Tan Xin Ying, Keann, Jocelyn, Xue Zhi, Sean, Goh Xin Ying, Antoinette, Faith, Chin Koon, Sarah Nat, Devan, Shirley, Azizah, Shili, Daryl, Ning, Shafik, Elieen, Rox, Dian, Sylvester, Deborah, Celestia, Mark K.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPECIAL SPECIAL THANK TO SUB-TRIBE 10&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brandon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my ever-so hyperactive partner who is like me this red camp 5 having to go missing from our sub groups for performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Shamus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the barker boy who i never talk to at first. but HEY he is like super funny and so ON for everything and xin ku ni for the video having to stay up late @the LOFT to do fix the video together with the other video comm people. OHHH F.Y.I. he had to dress up as Salior moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sharini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the sweetest girl i have seen. thank sweetie for covering up for me and brandon at time we have to leave half way throughout the cluster program. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT FORGETTING THE BEST APACHE CAMPERS! Without your guys, red camp 5 never could have been great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the bottom of my heart, Brandon, Shamus, Sharini, and everyone else especially campers thank you for making RED Camp 5 the Greatest camp ever. Being a red camper before and now being an SL, I realised how important our roles are. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To lead is to serve.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys do take care of yourselves, drink lots of water and rest! haha and i offically lost my voice. We were specially hand picked because we had the something in us that campers look up to us. Campers enjoyed RED camp because of all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay positive, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Campers enthusiam is our motivation.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And remember&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Once and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; always and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Apache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAH! before i fogetten. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"THANK YOU" TO THOSE WHO SABO-ED ME INTO DANCING WITH BRANDON HALFWAY THOUGH MEAL TIME!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i haven eaten its fine, but seriously guys! i ALMOST PUKE! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. i seriously have to catch up with my studies.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Stayed &amp;amp; left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's actually how fast the clock went by. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish time can be slowed down... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And your leaving again soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but perhaps its a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i may know the truth by then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6063557225565663554?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6063557225565663554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6063557225565663554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6063557225565663554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6063557225565663554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/red-camp-5.html' title='RED Camp 5'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-9137562650977428760</id><published>2008-11-08T22:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:15:46.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November Babies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Busy mth man! RED camp is like coming in 10 more days!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha anyway this mth have lots of b'days lah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1st Nov: Henry &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2nd Nov: Nikki&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;4th Nov: my dear brother Alaster&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;6th Nov: my dear bro's gf to be or not Gwen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8th Nov: Deborah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DEBORAH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF YOU ARE READING THIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;17th BIRTHDAY SWEETIE&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LOTS OF LOVE!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-9137562650977428760?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9137562650977428760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=9137562650977428760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/9137562650977428760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/9137562650977428760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-babies.html' title='November Babies'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7365992195708652794</id><published>2008-11-04T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:52:05.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pam's green with jealousy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7365992195708652794?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7365992195708652794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7365992195708652794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7365992195708652794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7365992195708652794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/pams-green-with-jealousy.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4608100894458100617</id><published>2008-11-02T12:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T12:17:31.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Posted</title><content type='html'>Nthing on today except celebrating my brother's early b'day. having bbq &amp;amp; steamboat at home, just a family dinner inclusive of Gwen. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. SzeRui if ur ever reading this. if i ever have my wordpress link up here in any of the post means I have posted sth. hahah! but hopefully u dont see the link too often. why? because i cant be forever so depressing. hahah!!! okay i think i better stop talking &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gribrish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pamelaspasswordprotected.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.pamelaspasswordprotected.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4608100894458100617?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4608100894458100617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4608100894458100617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4608100894458100617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4608100894458100617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/posted.html' title='Posted'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7927357146728959695</id><published>2008-11-01T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T17:11:17.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish somehow i can split myself into 3. WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ytd the apaches went to &lt;a href="mailto:NP@45"&gt;NP@45&lt;/a&gt; which is held in sch. i think it was to celebrate Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;2. At the same time, the BA Society ppl were there as well. at 4 they had this cheering competition. BUT DUE TO MAEK UP CLASS.. i cant go.&lt;br /&gt;3. the dancesports ppl had a performance AND IF IT WERENT FOR THE MAKE UP CLASSES. I WILL BE PERFORMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See how depressing my life is. hmm okay i wont say depressing. more like they just HAPPEN TO BE ALL AT THE SAME TIME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7927357146728959695?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7927357146728959695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7927357146728959695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7927357146728959695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7927357146728959695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wish-somehow-i-can-split-myself-into.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-330513377566785169</id><published>2008-10-31T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T07:21:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I missed the times that we almost shared&lt;br /&gt;I miss the love that was almost there&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times that we use to kiss&lt;br /&gt;At least in my dreams&lt;br /&gt;Just let me take my time and reminisce&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times that we never had&lt;br /&gt;What happened to us we were almost there&lt;br /&gt;Whoever said it's impossible to miss when you never had&lt;br /&gt;Never almost had you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-330513377566785169?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/330513377566785169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=330513377566785169' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/330513377566785169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/330513377566785169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-missed-times-that-we-almost-shared-i.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8735707561748130545</id><published>2008-10-30T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:27:06.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>Hi guys  I have created a new blog using wordpress. BUT dont worry this is still going to be the main blog. hahah! the other one is gonna be in used rarely.  anyway here is the new link.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pamelaspasswordprotected.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://pamelaspasswordprotected.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway FYI. it only for ppl with passwords. I think its kinda clear by seeing the URL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8735707561748130545?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8735707561748130545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8735707561748130545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8735707561748130545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8735707561748130545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5927571192823561637</id><published>2008-10-30T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T07:28:06.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Can you tell me&lt;br /&gt;How can one miss what she's never had&lt;br /&gt;How could I reminisce when there is no past&lt;br /&gt;How could I have memories of being happy with you&lt;br /&gt;Could someone tell me how can this be&lt;br /&gt;How could my mind pull up incidents&lt;br /&gt;Recall dates and times that never happened&lt;br /&gt;How could we celebrate a love that's too late&lt;br /&gt;And how could I really mean the words I'm about to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5927571192823561637?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5927571192823561637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5927571192823561637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5927571192823561637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5927571192823561637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/can-you-tell-me-how-can-one-miss-what.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4454804536283452471</id><published>2008-10-29T10:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T10:22:52.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it been rather busy for me. red camp is approaching. BA's Amazing race is coming too. another dancesports competition is coming too. LOL im LIKE SOOOOOOOOOO DEAD! LOL how to multitask to many things red camp is 19 to 21 NOV. so from NOW UNTIL THEN I PRACTICALLY HAVE TO STAY BACK LATE IN SCHOOL! some more i have make up classes. thanks to the vacation on monday 27-oct. lol all classes have to make up. so i end classes close to 6 everyday. HENG classes today is at 1. LOL but i will be meeting my friend to gt FBT shorts. hmm OHHHHH and ytd dance was at 630. but i told brandon i will be going late cos i had to shoot the mass dance video for red camp. and it drag and drag and drag AND DRAGGGG until like 735. ==" and lessons ends abt 800 or 810. zzzz. imagine how long i went for dance. 10 to 15 mins and POOF. im gone from there already ==" but we cant blame the shooting as well. cos block 56's room is horribily small and cant seem to fit most of us in. ahhaa. and i tore a hole in my dance skirt. lol because my heel caught on to the back of my skirt. LOL i better hurry sew up the hole. ==" but seriously i need a new skirt too. the other day roysten was talking to me over msn. so i asked him how was the stay at the loft. haha cos BA society had a camp called MSA camp. my mom din let me go. so im quite pissed and sad. LOL but then again BAMP is coming up. another camp!! yeppie! okay anyway he was talking to me asking me to get involve withe the upcoming events too. i was like. erm i want to but seriously and SERIOUSLY SPEAKING im super packed. 1stly is because of upcoming red camp; 2ndly is bloody make up classes; 3rdly is assignments as well as projects; and I THINK lastly will be the mass dance video shooting and skit practice. ==" i know that i have been skipping BA stuff. im really sorry but im really busy. even the NP green Bazzar thing, i wanted to go. but i have classes to attend. anyway bottom line is tat i want to go. but seems like a lot of thing have clashes. i really do hope ur guys understand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna be want who you believe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is a piece of me who leaves when you're gone&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/20686584-4454804536283452471?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4454804536283452471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4454804536283452471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4454804536283452471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4454804536283452471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-been-rather-busy-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3433287712408809374</id><published>2008-10-26T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:06:40.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes it takes a different kind of dream to make you smile.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes we need another helping hand to show the ways.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes it seems impossible and that's why we pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I'm all by myself wondering where is love or should i just give up.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life falls down on me, cuts into my soul &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I know I got the strength to make it through it all &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because I'm still standing tall breaking through this wall &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm gonna give my all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be with me. Help me dance my worries away. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;One dance. One last dance would do.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I'm sorry but recently I've been really physically &amp;amp; mentally exhausted.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Please bare with me random-emotional outbreak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&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/20686584-3433287712408809374?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3433287712408809374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3433287712408809374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3433287712408809374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3433287712408809374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-it-takes-different-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6584773462348335913</id><published>2008-10-21T21:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:28:44.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A story that will always and forever be a dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Heart don't fail me now. Courage don't desert me, don't turn back now that we're here. People always say life is full of choices. No one ever mentions fear or how the road can seem so long;how the world can seem so vast; Courage see me through heart I am trusting you. On this journey to the past. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Family.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recently I feel super dejected. I have no idea why. Great! Now I'm like super emotional. I have been like that. I have been lying to myself; telling myself that it's okay, he is just someone I'm really close to. Somehow the closer we get, the more I get pulled into the circle of love. I know that he is someone that I can't be together with. Don't ask me why, it's just like this. Can life get any better? I really want to be with you all, supporting you all the way. One way or another I yearn for your touch, your hold. It sounds stupid. I enjoy your presence and company.  I don't mind starting a new chapter of my life with you.  I want to be there for you. I want to be your everything.  But when I saw the way you handle girls is like "WOW", I'm impressed but all I see is green. Green with jealousy but not envy...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the end of the day, it will all turn out to be dreams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm falling for you but I don't want to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6584773462348335913?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6584773462348335913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6584773462348335913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6584773462348335913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6584773462348335913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/heart-dont-fail-me-now.html' title='A story that will always and forever be a dream'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5143050780340237364</id><published>2008-10-11T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:51:42.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Share $25</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Life is relatively simple.  It's the human nature that twist and turns it around making so complex and complicated.  Anyway, I shall be a story teller today.  A short and sweet story about $25, a son and his father. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.&lt;/p&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I ask you a question?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Daddy, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the man said angrily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAD: 'If you must know, I make $50 an hour.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON: 'Daddy, may I please borrow $25?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Are you asleep, son?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked. 'No daddy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the man. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $25 you asked for.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you daddy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the father grumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5143050780340237364?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5143050780340237364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5143050780340237364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5143050780340237364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5143050780340237364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/share-25.html' title='Share $25'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4395019548506853556</id><published>2008-10-09T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:19:24.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alot of things have happent for the past few days and i seriously have no time to update my blog. just saw kenny recently and he was like UPDATE UR BLOG!. then i was like huh?. kinda blur for the moment. ok anyway recently was the SL camp. and i ended camp today. it was suppose to be a 3 day 2 night thing but in the end they changed it to 2 days 1 night. well anyway funny things happen during the camp and stuff. we cheered and we bonded and we made out own tribe identities and banners! we also had our MASS DANCE! the movements were really simple BUT when the song was played, it was hard to catch. haha i find that ytd night was super funny but kind annoying for a while. all our tribe member met at our room 02-01. its called the tribe room. haha so a few of us din have to move. we practice our cheers up until 2 close 3 am in the morning. all of us were to exhausted! but we couldnt sleep. cos some of us ordered mac. deb and i went to the guys room cos the food somehow ended up there. so we stayed there for food! while chilling and relaxing there for a while. Xue Zhi, Gerald, Deb and i ended up being super high! ahaha. Deb and her NRA, me and my pillow. ==" yea apparently Jon Chia managed to sleep outside with us making so much noise. oh Brandon went to bed too. haha cos he was to tired already. soon after which adam and khai dan came in, they just disappeared to one of the rooms. after a while adam came out, asking us is sarah nat here. we were like.. erm.. nope. i told deb after 5 mins we go back to our rooms. and at exactly 3 mins later, adam say im going down to find sarah nat. i looked and deb. hahah and we know what is going on in our minds. anyway bottom like is Both Deb and I crash the guys room. =="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4395019548506853556?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4395019548506853556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4395019548506853556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4395019548506853556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4395019548506853556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/10/alot-of-things-have-happent-for-past.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7827540992531327920</id><published>2008-09-20T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:37:19.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAMMA MIA</title><content type='html'>okay. i have no idea what just happen ytd night. All of a sudden, well, EVERYONE STARTS ASKING AM I FREE TO GO CHURCH. haha but then i was busy today. Family Day (: Yeappies!! (: im soooo gonna be home alone for i think ard 3 weeks cos my maid went back to her hometown to celebrate Hari Raya with her family members. sooo yeap. for 3 weeks i have to be independent and make my own breakfast which i highly think that im gonna burn it ==" well, practice makes perfect they say. anyway my parents went out first to drop off my maid at the airport today. and then i met them at vivo city at 1++. i was late. SO WERE THEY! hhaha! okay i feel super mean. my mom just gt her new phone. WAHHH i want one too. but its W980. hurhur. super cool walkman phone. i shall wait patiently until my 2 yrs plan is up. and then HAHAHA~ *HINTS HINTS evil grins. hmm okay we catch a movie too. its called MAMMA MIA!! woot~ GO CATCH IT! I LOVE IT. im so so soooooooo crazy over it now. after mamma mia syndrom. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SNToMQhN1gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9WBF-ow-H9w/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248074763083830786" style="WIDTH: 158px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="375" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SNToMQhN1gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9WBF-ow-H9w/s320/untitled.bmp" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;and im having canadian pizza for dinner. currently waiting for it to arrive too like in 35 mins. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH and good luck matt!!! haha i know im like 4 hrs 12 mins late in wishing u good luck! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7827540992531327920?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7827540992531327920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7827540992531327920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7827540992531327920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7827540992531327920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/mamma-mia.html' title='MAMMA MIA'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SNToMQhN1gI/AAAAAAAAAJU/9WBF-ow-H9w/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5822811406210423662</id><published>2008-09-15T09:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T09:18:27.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just like woke up lah! I cant sleep cos of results. well anyway im SOOO glad that i passed. I was so worried that i may fail any modules. My first sem is like tat. the next few sem have to work hard to pull the overall marks up. hmm good luck to me! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5822811406210423662?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5822811406210423662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5822811406210423662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5822811406210423662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5822811406210423662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-just-like-woke-up-lah-i-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7213182960885562264</id><published>2008-09-12T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T22:21:25.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once bitten twice shy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I think, I'm falling into it once again.&lt;/span&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/20686584-7213182960885562264?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7213182960885562264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7213182960885562264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7213182960885562264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7213182960885562264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/once-bitten-twice-shy.html' title='Once bitten twice shy'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8754401902449093970</id><published>2008-09-09T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:36:41.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Treasure</title><content type='html'>Every second, Every minute, Every hour, Everyday, Every month, Every year. &lt;br /&gt;It may sound really corny and cheesey but treasure every bit of it.  You'll never know what might happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i received drastic news.  My mother's friends, who basically I call her auntie, has just pass on.  She has a heart of an angel.  I sit in my close trapped up in a ball, going through old letters containing so many secrets, reading old notes that were so close to being taken up by teachers, looking through pictures that were left to be forgotten, trying to forget the memories that still haunt me in my sleep, a familiar face reminds me of so much, I had her buried in my mind before the dirt even covered her casket, I should have gone too, I was supposed to be with her when she died, I come across this note, her named signed at the bottom, oh, the memories we had, still overcome by the last one, she shouldn't have been lying on that gurney, covered with all those machines, they were supposed to save her, instead I killed her in my mind, a cold chill ran down my spine, I had the feeling of being watched, and when I turned, the image of that familiar face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8754401902449093970?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8754401902449093970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8754401902449093970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8754401902449093970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8754401902449093970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/treasure.html' title='Treasure'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3740850665677187167</id><published>2008-09-07T09:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T10:08:39.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick updates</title><content type='html'>Okayyy I think it been quite a while I haven updated anything. The last update was another post about the ninjas. hmm. Alright here goes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;04.09.08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Basically nothing much happen this day. Only that I returned to school at night for CCA. OHHH I remembered something. I woke up at 12. ==" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WANXIN (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;05.09.08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was suppose to go back to school for the Student Leader Recruitment Drive for RED Camp breifing BUT they mail me super late and I already have an appointment with the Chiropractor. Haha. As well as a date with my hairstylist.  I have to go back to the doc after 1 month. haha. you can see the improvement alright although it is just 1 month. i used to go back every week. imagine how bad my back was. Yes i have back bone problem.  It runs in my dad's side of the family.  BUT it will never stop me for my passion for dance! (: so yeap anyway ICUT MY HAIR SHORT! and frankly speaking it looks like an apple.  when i told jon chia abt it, he was like "wth, ur losing all ur image".  "dotz, i gt no comments" was my reply. haha well ya and  i went home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;06.09.08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OKAYYY. I had a BA society SC trial. haha. so we had to go to sentosa for the trial. u know there was a dancesports outing as well! i wanted to go for the dancesports one! but jeral said tat it was compulsory to go for the BA society thing. cos th actually SC outing is on the 4th oct. SO i went for the BA society one. anyway we were split into 2 grps at the start. One grp in red the other in blue. i was in the blue grp.  we were given our first clue at vivo city roof top and we headed out to sentosa. YAY! so our first clue had 4 pictures and ONLY 1 of the picture was our clue.=='' but it was a very obvious clue. and it was at "Images of Singapore" there already right there were a 8x8 pieces of paper on the floor. then we look at it first thing that came to our head was memory game.  BUT we could see the print from the back of the paper. o.O BUT we had to get a set of "cards" then we win one set. Eg. we have to remeber where 3hearts, 3clubs, 3 spades, 3 diamonds is and when it is our turn, we open all at the same time and we win one set. so yeap this is how the game went. anyway the 2nd station we were asked to stand at one straight line, with out legs tied to the other party and we have to walk to the other end. AND I SAW THE DANCESPORT PEOPLE! okay nvm the 3rd station we went back all the way to the tram station. and we played an aminal game. 4th station we went to fine ming jun. the game is we had to gather itmes that meet the money requirement.  LAST Station is at palawan beach. IMAGINE HOW FAR IS THAT FROM WHERE WE ARE! so we went there and i had no idea what the game is abt. so yea basically that was how it was spent.  Kinda boring right. But then  GOOD JOBS TO ALL WHO MAKE AND CREATED THE GAMES! THREE CHEERS FOR THEM (: i know its not easy creating one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;07.09.08&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAVE NINJAS OUTING TODAY! I can't wait! (: I miss them all cute little muffin cakes! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3740850665677187167?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3740850665677187167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3740850665677187167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3740850665677187167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3740850665677187167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/quick-updates.html' title='quick updates'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7943822841614074793</id><published>2008-09-03T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T10:05:13.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's currently 10a.m. and 2 days after I came back from YLA 3. Seriously the good memories are so hard to forget, especially the cute little muffin cakes!! When I told Clement and Cheng Yi about tat name, all they started to think was food. The best thing was Clement said that if Kenny heard about it, he would have ate them all up. =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ninjas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We are a family now, a whole,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of which you are a part,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And you are just as much my child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As any in my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not love you differently,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nor would I give up less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of all that life has given me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;To bring you happiness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no limit to my love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No boundary you might cross,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No price you might be asked to pay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No need to fear its loss. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now one, all of us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Windows of one home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As long as I have life and breath,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You'll never be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's 2 more hours before I head down to bugis. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7943822841614074793?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7943822841614074793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7943822841614074793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7943822841614074793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7943822841614074793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-currently-10a.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1705688663605683046</id><published>2008-08-31T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T22:25:11.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YLA 3!</title><content type='html'>hello people! I'm back from YLA 3 camp. Okay F.Y.I YLA refers to Youth Leadership Academy. Its the 3rd camp Ngee Ann has organised for students.  Anyways i was in the Ninjas! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINJAS YOU GUYS RULE MAN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha sorry arpache members but have no fear! cos rmb we are allies! super duper funny lah. there were campers from Dunearn Sec, Mayflower Sec and last but not least St. Andrews! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YLA 3 WOULD HAVE NEVER BEEN SO FUN WITHOUT YOU GUYS HERE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thank you everyone! Your hardwork which your have put in for our final performance on the last day! The enthusiasm, cheerfulness, bubbly-ness from each and everyone of you have made this possible in us winning the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MOST WILD-DESS TRIBE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; At the same time, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARPACHES ON WINNING THE BEST OVERALL FOR YLA3&lt;/span&gt;~ yay!! (: so happy for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO ALL &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NINJAS&lt;/span&gt;! I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU ALL PEEPS OKAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You all make this group so &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPENING!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They say it takes &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;a minute&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To find a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;special person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hour&lt;/span&gt; to appreciate them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A day to love them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;an entire life to forget them&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And Ninja Campers you all are that special person. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-1705688663605683046?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1705688663605683046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=1705688663605683046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1705688663605683046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1705688663605683046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/yla-3.html' title='YLA 3!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-319136270542348877</id><published>2008-08-28T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T11:31:28.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;okkkkkkkkaaaaayyyyyyyyyyy... its gonna be a LONG update today. hmm basically after the 12 Aug I was plain mugging for my finals for this current sem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I STAYED UP ONE WHOLE BLOODY NIGHT TO FREAKING MUG FOR BUSINESS LAW!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lawyer-wannabe? CRAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;21.08.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay anyway. after ther 21st which was my last paper. whoot! but i cannot rest!! waahhhh dance comp was in a few days time. shiver... :S after paper i went for dance practice in FULL DRESS REHERSAL! it was so wierd for a while cos majority of the ppl ther were guyss!!! im a very shy person. haha i think ppl who knows me will go like. wth. pam? are u speaking rubbish for a moment?? okay tat day after self-practice. i went to chinatown with jos, brandon and gino to get my jewels for my dress. apparently, gino said is BEST to stone it. cos my dress was SUPER PLAIN! okay and when we went there, ALL THE SHOPS THAT SELL THE JEWELS WERE CLOSE! SO GRRR! waste my trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;22.08.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i went down to chinatown really really REALLY early in the morning (i left my house at 10 in the morning and im living and bukit gombak; see how early was my early. LOL) and i was rushing like crazy. i asked sten to accompany me. he said he was gonna be late. so i told him i will get the stones first. i reached chinatown at 1055 and all in all i took 5 mins to buy my stuff and went back to meet sten. haha see how rush i was. after tat i headed to far east to look for other stuff to wear on the dance floor. i was practically running but i wasnt okay. more like REAL quick walk. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I BOUGHT A DRESS THERE TOO!! LOL THE DRESS IS SUPER SWEEEEETTTT~ AND ADORABLE~~&lt;/span&gt; (: haha anyway my aim wa to reached home slightly past and 2 and you know what i did!!! i had to stone my dress because i have dinner at night. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SEE THE PICTURE. I WAS FREAKNG IN A HURRY AND FULLY MAKING USE OF MY TIME!&lt;/span&gt; oh and thank you sten for helping me stone my dress. if nt surely i cannot finish in time man!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU STENPHEL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(are you happy that i thank you now?=.=) haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fast forward to night time. was at suntec! haha okay after dinner i came home. and WANTED TO stone cos everytime i lift up my dress, the stones start to drop. how annoying is that! my mother help me to re-stone most of the stuff. haha thank you mom! while i had to continue packing my baggage. when she finished stone she started shaking the dress AS IF THERE WAS NO TOMORROW =.= that was how hard she shoke. and thus haha no stones drop out! it was 1 am in the morning by the time everything finished. and i K.O. straight after i hit my bed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I HAD TO WAKE UP AT 6 IN THE MORNING! cos we are meeting at 7. =="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;23.08.08; 24.08.08; 25.08.08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MALAYSIA HERE I COME!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oookkkkaaayyyy maybe i shouldnt sound so excited. cos i was super exhausted when i met everyone in the morning. oh FYI only 5 couples went plus our mentor. yeap. oh i have to get my full make up set. i din know that we actually had to use so much make-up. dance the same dance for 3 rounds. gino &amp;amp; edna, me and brandon went into the finals. haaha so excited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE WON 3rd! haha so cool lah! my first com and in an international dance com somemore we won third!! haha i was super shocked! I GT A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;CERT AND MEDAL&lt;/span&gt;!! weee~~ LOL. we make a new shirt call &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"DANGER CERTIFIED DANCER" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha super nice lah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okay so basically this is wat happen during tha past few days which somehow seem more like weeks. ==" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-319136270542348877?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/319136270542348877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=319136270542348877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/319136270542348877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/319136270542348877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/updates.html' title='updates'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5917607735232085906</id><published>2008-08-12T09:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T10:07:52.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Offically 18!</title><content type='html'>okay. hmm i haven been posting for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09.08.08&lt;br /&gt;national day i went out with my sec sch friends. we just went out to catch up with one another. wheni saw nat and rui i was over the moon but when i saw the rest of them, it just didn't felt right. now when i think back i feel like crying. we were never the same as how we were in sec school. maybe what others say is true, when people move on, they may never remember the times spent together. so ya i lleft them halfway cos i had to go to sengkang for prayer. then after prayer i rush back to meet them and bugis. apprently they were at arab street trying out see-sha. i find the ambience there at night super spooky. lucky john was nice and met me at bugis and walk be there. but still if felt like any moment ppl can just pounce on you. haha so finally when i manageed to find them. i feel safer. when yh ask how was it. i said it was a new experience but i dont really like the environment cos it didnt fell safe. so we just catch up here and there then the guys wanted to drink the girls went home cos its was freaking 10 plus close 11. by the time i reached home was 15 mins before 12. LOL. i feel bad. reaching home later and later each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.08.08&lt;br /&gt;i went out with faith, brandon and sten to look for my dance dress. we went to far east plaze's shop and i found it! haha but i never get it yet. cos im still deciding! its so hard to decide!!!! i love both dresses! should i get both?? hmm poundering. after that ard 3 plus we left to sten's place for bbq while faith went to meet her friend at holand village. thank you stenphel, jolin and brandon for the suprise party the other day, especially stenphel. haha i was totally taken back when u brought the cake in the room. haha it was just so comical that u was acutally trying to chase us to the roof garden when we were moaning and groaning that its too comfortable in your room. haha this tells u never to switch on the air conditional when we are there and u'll have problem chasing us out. *grins* and the gift was not required but then thank you! (: from the bottom of my heart thank you. OHH! and we play taboo!! haha super funny game. because of this game we became super high lah! haha all of us making funny actions and everything. haha. after that stenphel&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; MANAGED&lt;/span&gt; to chase us up into the roof garden. so we just sat there and chit chat. initially we play true or dare and then a qn was ask. haha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EVERYONE&lt;/span&gt; had to answer. "Who will you shoot, shag, marry" haha and the category was only in dancesports. and in the end after that qn we never really play true or dare. we just started talking abt our life. the best thing is we have talk abt our life for 1 hr!! we said we wanted to go but in the end we went back to sten's room to play taboo. =.=" so all of us left officially at 11. and guess what i took an hour to reach home!! because he was staying at serangoon. ahhh!!! the entire journey was so tiring lah!! i reached home at 12.15. my record the whole 18 years of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.08.08&lt;br /&gt;sten and jon came over to study. but we werent really focus but we still manage to get stuff done. haha they stayed for dinner. before dinner we went to the playground and played and i went &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HIGH!!&lt;/span&gt; haa sten went high as well. only jon was the moody person. hmmm then dinner, they left. and i bought sneaker. after that i called sten and we both flared up. because i was the one who caused the flared up. long story. shall nt talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.08.08&lt;br /&gt;Today im officically 18!! yes!! haha im having lunch with my family then i'll meet sean, sten, shannon and jon for dinner later today! thank you everyone for your well wishes! wish ur have a pleasent day as well. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A simple happy b'day message will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; A simple request from me to you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But then again may be its too much to ask.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still missing you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still in love with you.  &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/20686584-5917607735232085906?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5917607735232085906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5917607735232085906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5917607735232085906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5917607735232085906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/offically-18.html' title='Offically 18!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5923243028034850087</id><published>2008-08-09T09:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-09T09:26:15.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The craziest thing I've done for love... is to bake countless of cookies and told my mom that they were for my friends when it was suppose to be for him. (:"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Catch Wall-E in cinemas from 28 August 2008&lt;br /&gt;Originator blog: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://matthew-zachary.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here you go Matt (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To view his blog is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; one click away~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or just copy and paste the URL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have a great day everyone (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY 43TH BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU!! (:&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/20686584-5923243028034850087?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5923243028034850087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5923243028034850087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5923243028034850087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5923243028034850087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/craziest-thing-ive-done-for-love.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-9185339748343644365</id><published>2008-08-08T21:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T22:39:37.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>08.08.08</title><content type='html'>I met up with Roystan, Lynette, Charissa, Shannon and Ellien at KAP's MAC for breakfast at 930. slowly, Jerry, teck hui, jia hui, xian kai, Lenard, zhonghao, zi y can as well. we went to society room put down our stuff and we down to the admin field for games. it was called bonding session. so we were randomly split up into 3 groups and we have to name ourselves. so i was in group 2 together with roystan, josephine, kaixin, shannon, pearlyn and shannon (temp. grp leader). we blind fold ourselves, and were randomly place in on the field. we had to follow the sound out grp leader (shannon) is gonna shout. so when we found our group. and the MCs in charged for that day which was basically group 1 (welfare team) said it was trail run (so wth). i was bring pulled out into no-where of the admin field and waiting for the group to be called. OHOH FYI! the MCs specifically said that THERE SHOULD BE NO COMMUNICATIONS! and i though (while being in the middle of no where) how am i suppose to find my group members?! so i waited. then i heard them shouting and i was like "i thought there is no shouting?!" change of rule. so i stood there like an idiot and waited. SUDDENLY out of no where, flour, water are thrown at me. i was stunned! totally took back by what has happen. i took out my blind fold and everyone was there and they started aiming two people. The August Babies: Amanda and me. haha so cute it was a surprise b'day celebration for us! Amanda's is post b'day cele, My pre b'day cele. haha omgosh they can really surprise ppl. i never expected it. anyway thank you a lot everyone from BA Society. Lyn and Roy thank you so much for the gift! although it was a simple photo frame, i'll still treasure it with all my heart and soul. (: I LOVE YOUR! The best gift! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated national day today in sch. haha i can say that some part of the event were kinda boring. i fell asleep half way. but then when it came to the singing part. we became so so so so so uber duper HIGH! HAHA&lt;br /&gt;Okay. i dont feel like blogging no more. I shall stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 43th Birthday Singapore!! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-9185339748343644365?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/9185339748343644365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=9185339748343644365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/9185339748343644365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/9185339748343644365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/080808.html' title='08.08.08'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1121129530632983022</id><published>2008-08-06T10:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T22:20:39.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SJkLuKPVFZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tt3j6VwkJPA/s1600-h/BC026Z~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231225329818080658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SJkLuKPVFZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tt3j6VwkJPA/s400/BC026Z~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just one dance to take me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just one dance to soar me high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just one dance, is all I'm asking for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Save one dance for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It doesn't have to be under a blue moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We don't have to move along with the song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Just hold me tight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stay there for a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And remind me how it feels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To be in the arms of the one you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And maybe when the song ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And we begin to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It won’t hurt that much anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That’s all I’m asking for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;One dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-1121129530632983022?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1121129530632983022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=1121129530632983022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1121129530632983022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1121129530632983022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/once-dance.html' title='One dance'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SJkLuKPVFZI/AAAAAAAAAJM/tt3j6VwkJPA/s72-c/BC026Z~The-Last-Dance-Posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3050688642757666379</id><published>2008-08-04T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T22:36:27.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fast posting</title><content type='html'>hello everyone. I know it seems like I'm MIA-ing but its because im kinda busy! yes the finals. for theory paper. and im almost dead! have to faster mug if not cannot catch up already. hmm anwyay updates for the few days. well its augest and national day is coming! YEA! haha and that also means I'm growing another day older. zzz retarded! i dont think i wanna cele this year and my mom still insisted i just get a cake. i was like. its just another ordinary day lah. FYI i finally gt my dance shoes and skirt. i went out with stenphel the other day and then we went to watch The mummy show.  i cant say its very nice. It lacks something. i cannot think what it is. but i find that there is no substance compared to the first two mummy movies.  well anyway yeap. and thn on sun i went to work at travel fair. so basicallyi have to wear the korean costume and give out flyers for 10 hours. i love the costume!! haha and today i went with jon chia aka my so called new brother, to watch money no enough 2.  i would say that the show kinda reflects on the way of how we singaporean thinks and the way we treat others. not bad a movie. i recon that u guys watch it. (:&lt;br /&gt;i shall stop here. kinda tired as well. oh and good luck for all! for ur finals! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3050688642757666379?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3050688642757666379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3050688642757666379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3050688642757666379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3050688642757666379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/08/fast-posting.html' title='Fast posting'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7780230964044059907</id><published>2008-07-28T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T23:03:33.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Story</title><content type='html'>Hey guys! ITS GOING TO BE THE END OF SEM 1 SOON! In a months time, I think.  Hahaa. anyway I went with Shannon, Shenphel and Jon for a movie today. We watch the dark knight. The show was nice but somehow I feel that it is very patchy at some point of the time.  But overall the storyline was not bad. And I became quite emotional at the end of the show. I feel that it is not fair for him; taking all the blame just to let that prick headed-burned-two-faced dude to save his reputation! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A question for everyone: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By taking all the blame on yourself considered the ideal solution to solve all problem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, anyway, its just a show.  A twist I so that it's hard to predict the beginning, middle or ending.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway I have a story I would like to share with everyone. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Change Your Thinking&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;His bed was next to the room's only window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The men talked for hours on end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fineview of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man onthe other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days, weeks and months passed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed. It faced a blank wall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Epilogue: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7780230964044059907?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7780230964044059907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7780230964044059907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7780230964044059907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7780230964044059907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-story.html' title='Short Story'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7119767617363669520</id><published>2008-07-26T23:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T23:52:47.630+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pure hatred'/><title type='text'>Blinded</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;GO AWAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STOP ENTERING MY MIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STOP CLOUDING MY MIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STOP APPEARING IN MY MIND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;STOP CAUSING ME TO HALLUCINATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;STOP IT! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP IT!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STOP IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'M STARTING TO HAVE PURE HATRED TOWARDS YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Prevention is possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;IF you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;just stop it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Do me a favour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;JUST DISAPPEAR INTO THIN AIR!&lt;/em&gt;&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/20686584-7119767617363669520?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7119767617363669520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7119767617363669520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7119767617363669520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7119767617363669520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/blinded.html' title='Blinded'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-306929416283441807</id><published>2008-07-25T23:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T00:57:41.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presentation'/><title type='text'>TA24</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn74bAE6DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tDfJdkJadjQ/s1600-h/DSC005500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226985789279496242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn74bAE6DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tDfJdkJadjQ/s400/DSC005500.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Isabel &amp;amp; Claire (MIA)&lt;/p&gt;Argh my legs are super duper sore!! I had technic classes on thursday which was basically 2 days ago. The so called technic classes were more like yogo class. I had major problem walking today! Today the whole class were formally dressed and I have to admit the guys were looking good! Girls, no, Ladies you were just stunning! (: Anyway, we went as a class (kinda sad that claire and isabel is not there if not it will really be a class), for lunch at the alumni clubhouse and after that we remain there and started to cam-whore when we were suppose to discuss in our individual groups our PBL 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn4t5Wj6EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YT2Y8Ux4PQ0/s1600-h/DSC00549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982309913421890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn4t5Wj6EI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YT2Y8Ux4PQ0/s320/DSC00549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982313365314546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn4uGNjm_I/AAAAAAAAAHk/04GUlAUxRIw/s320/DSC00553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn4uwA_jbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/umMZDUtTH3Q/s1600-h/DSC00556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226982324586909106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn4uwA_jbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/umMZDUtTH3Q/s320/DSC00556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226983728123470498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6AcmL4qI/AAAAAAAAAH8/-3qfunN0twg/s320/DSC00557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6Aiw04WI/AAAAAAAAAIE/j_SVnvdhzzo/s1600-h/DSC00558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226983729778712930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6Aiw04WI/AAAAAAAAAIE/j_SVnvdhzzo/s320/DSC00558.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoEDUk83YI/AAAAAAAAAJE/euo9-hhJ7DU/s1600-h/DSC00561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226994772626693506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoEDUk83YI/AAAAAAAAAJE/euo9-hhJ7DU/s320/DSC00561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6AwDvp_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/otVLeJKa7Zg/s1600-h/DSC00559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226983733347723250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6AwDvp_I/AAAAAAAAAIM/otVLeJKa7Zg/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6BG2IMzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8i20mabTe6E/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226983739464626994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn6BG2IMzI/AAAAAAAAAIc/8i20mabTe6E/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;okay! we are finally done with cam-whoring and we all got down to business and be serious. haha! Fastforward to DSS class, order of presenting was shannon's group, Leon's group, Sean's group and last but not least Ezrynn's group. However, today there was a special guest from another class, they were from BS and had to present today after Ezrynn's group cos they were unable to present before that. SHANNON'S GROUP WAS LATE BY 15 MINS they arrived abotu 14:15. So when it was 14:10 teacher ask Leon's group to go first. When they were preparing and about to start, Shannon and her group mates came in. But they went second. So the presentation went on until after the BS students. At first, I was suppose to meet Debby and then go home tgt with her but in the end I went to Vivo with sean and shannon! I feel so bad! haha anyway I FINALLY got a new notebook bag for $29! I bought a pair of white heels from heatwave as well! I super uber sweet looking!! And it was on sale; only for $19.90!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoBqyY6cSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/i0cdzhcavZI/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226992152109281570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoBqyY6cSI/AAAAAAAAAIs/i0cdzhcavZI/s320/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoDNHwK3PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LbgTTCasGYw/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226993841471151346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoDNHwK3PI/AAAAAAAAAI8/LbgTTCasGYw/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoBq-YiJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/u6HrS0xUofI/s1600-h/DSC00570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226992155328915298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIoBq-YiJ2I/AAAAAAAAAI0/u6HrS0xUofI/s320/DSC00570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I called dad to pick me up cos i was so tired. Oh I met shannon's mom. She a nice lady. (: a super duper cool mom! Anyway Yh called told me that we were actually suppose to meet nancy for lunch. I asked Nat, John are they free. FINALLY after all the discussion. We are all able to meet for lunch. SO i via sms Nancy and asked her. She said she cant make it. She has sth on. SAD! I MISS HER! So i ask the rest if they were find if we met her during our 7 weeks holiday. So situation settled! We'll meet her during the holidays. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-306929416283441807?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/306929416283441807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=306929416283441807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/306929416283441807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/306929416283441807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/ta24.html' title='TA24'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SIn74bAE6DI/AAAAAAAAAIk/tDfJdkJadjQ/s72-c/DSC005500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-5797006935661428377</id><published>2008-07-22T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T14:35:27.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/571P0FyO3y/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/571P0FyO3y/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/SAfv7gF/music/zT9UM8Ov/ryan_cabrera_i_will_remember_you/"&gt;I Will Remember You - Ryan Cabrera&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eight years later&lt;br /&gt;Time goes by fast&lt;br /&gt;Got my memories&lt;br /&gt;And they will last&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep it simple 'cuz I hate goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;I try to keep it simple by telling myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;br /&gt;We're not together&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're a picture in my mind&lt;br /&gt;And when I wanna find you I just close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be that far from me&lt;br /&gt;So don't say goodbye 'cuz&lt;br /&gt;You'll never be that far from me I'm telling myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;br /&gt;We're not together&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were there when I needed love and&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;I never told you how much that meant&lt;br /&gt;God thank you, thank you&lt;br /&gt;I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;br /&gt;I, I will remember you&lt;br /&gt;And all of the things that we've gone through&lt;br /&gt;There is so much I can say&lt;br /&gt;But words get in the way so&lt;br /&gt;We're not together I will remember&lt;br /&gt;We're not together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will remember you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will remember you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Song above is introducted to me by Jon.*Three cheers for him. (: but apparently the song couldnt be send to my through msn. How sad is that!&lt;/div&gt;Thank you Jon for refreshing part of my memories which I intended to bury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its a really sweet song. Not doubt that it gives my flasbacks of different memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I am unable to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I have tried forgetting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;May be it doesnt seem like 8 years but it still feels like eternaty. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Every moment that we have spent together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Every moment felt like it can take my breath away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need you here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For every second,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For every minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For every hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can't forget you, my dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still in love with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-5797006935661428377?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/5797006935661428377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=5797006935661428377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5797006935661428377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/5797006935661428377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/memories.html' title='M.E.M.O.R.I.E.S'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8979329712796602492</id><published>2008-07-20T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:05:33.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi! (:</title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that this post seemed very random. Haha. but FYI the posts I've done for today are not done by me but I got to from Mind Your Body newspaper July 16, 2008. So yeap! It's just for everyone to read about it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8979329712796602492?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8979329712796602492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8979329712796602492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8979329712796602492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8979329712796602492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi.html' title='Hi! (:'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6542285337562561785</id><published>2008-07-20T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T17:05:00.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too hot to handle.  Fact or Fiction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CLAIM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A spicy meal before bed can disrupt sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE FACT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An old wives' tale has it that a little kcik to the plate before bed can lead to fitful sleep, if not nightmares.  Well, the advice is a good one.  Research over the years has shown that a spicy meal at night can lead to poor sleep.  The most direct study to show this was published in the International Journal Of Psychophysiology be team of Australian researchers.  The scientist recruited a group of young, healthy men and had them consume meals that contained Tabasco sauce and mustard shortly before they turned in on some evenings and non-spicy control meals on other evenings.  On the nights that included spicy meals, there were marked changes in the subjects' sleep patterns.  They spent less time in both the light phase of sleep know as Stage 2 and the deep, slow-wave Stage 3 and 4 sleep.  All of which meant that the subjects experienced less sleep overall and took longer to drift off.  In accounting for the effect, an obvious possibility is indigestion.  The scientists also noted that after eating spicy meals, the subjects' body temperature rose during their first sleep cycles, which has been linked in other studies to poorer sleep quality. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE BOTTOM LINE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A spicy meal before bed can impair sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6542285337562561785?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6542285337562561785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6542285337562561785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6542285337562561785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6542285337562561785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/too-hot-to-handle-fact-or-fiction.html' title='Too hot to handle.  Fact or Fiction'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7306363328974681722</id><published>2008-07-20T16:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T16:42:53.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To fear or not to fear death.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;What it is about death that scares us so much? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After all, death is every bit as natural as birth. So why fear it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;According to the American philosopher Tom Morris, there are at least four kinds of fear of death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is fear of the process of dying.  Here, death itself is not the problem, but rather those last hours and minutes as life ebbs away.  We worry that dying might be a painful or frightening experience and dread it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is fear of punishment.  Some people believe that in the afterlife, they will be punished for their sins.  Certain religions threaten dreadful consequences for quite commonplace faults and failings.  This can cause great axiety, even to those whose lives are far from wicked.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is fear of the unknown.  What happens when we die?  Is death like sleep? Or is it mere nothingness?  Is it terrifying?  Or is it the beginning of a new and better existance?  We simply do not know.  And what we do not know, we fear.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;There is fear of annihilation.  Some people believe - or worry -  that death ends everything.  Once death comes, the glorious gift of experience is gone forever.  No more life; no more laughter; no more love; no more sunshine.  This, I think, is the most fundamentail fear of all.  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;THREE CONSOLATIONS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;But enough of doom and gloom.  Let's take a look at the flip-side of the coin and consider some reasons for believing that death may not be such a bad thing after all.  The greek philosopher Socrates (470-399BC) believed that it is irrational to worry about death, about ir.  For all we know, it may turn out to be the greatest of all blessings.  So there is absolutely no point getting worked up, or jumping to unpleasant conclusions.  Socrates himself was tried and sentenced to death by the Athenian courts, accused of corrupting the youth and disbelieveing the ancestral gods.  According to his pupil, Plato, he faced heath with remarkable composure: "The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways - I to die and you to live.  Which is the better, God only knows."  The Roman politican and philosopher Seneca (4BC-65AD) also considered it irrational to fear death.  He supported this view with what I think is a very beautiful argument: no one frets about their past non-existence (before they were born), so why should they fret about their future non-existence after they are dead?  "Would you not think him an utter fool who wept because he was not alive a thousand years old? And is he not just as much of a fool who weeps because he will not be alive a thousand years from now?  It is all the same; you will not be, and were not."  Seneca was sentenced to death be the infamously wicked Roman Emperor Nero.  In fact, he was ordered to commit suicide.  And, like Socrates before him, he met his fate with extraordinary courage and fortitude.  The philosopher Epicurus (342-270BC) considered the fear of death to be one of life's major sources of anguish.  He devised a very famous argument to convince us that our fears are misplaced.  "Death, the most dreaded of evils, is therefore of no concern to us; for while we exist, death is not present, and when death is present, we no longer exist."&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7306363328974681722?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7306363328974681722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7306363328974681722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7306363328974681722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7306363328974681722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-fear-or-not-to-fear-death.html' title='To fear or not to fear death.'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2487861274493320498</id><published>2008-07-20T15:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:54:33.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAYONNAISE! Fact of Fiction?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE CLAIM:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayonnaise can increase the risk of food poisoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE FACT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One poplar picnic ingredient that always attracts suspicion is mayonnaise.  But studies cast doubt on that.  Most commercial brands of mayonnaise contain vinegar and other ingredients that make them acidic - and therefore very likely to protect against spoilage.  When problems occur, they usually result from other contaminated or low-acid ingredients (like chicken and seafood), improper storage and handling, or homemade version that contains unpasteurised eggs.  One prominent study published in The Journal Of Food Protection found, for example, that in the presence of commercial mayonnaise, the growth of salmonella and staphylococcus bacteria in contaminated chicken and ham salad either slowed or stopped altogether.  As the amount of mayonnaise increased, the rate of growth decreased.  When temperatures rose to those of a hot summer day, the growth increased, but not as much as in samples that did not contain mayonnaise.  For backyard chefs, some high-risk foods are raw shellfish, bulk ground beef (health offcials say a single hamburger can contain meat from hundred of animals) and unwashed fruits and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE BOTTOM LINE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Despite its reputation , mayonnaise can reduce food spoilage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-2487861274493320498?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2487861274493320498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2487861274493320498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2487861274493320498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2487861274493320498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/mayonnaise-fact-of-fiction.html' title='MAYONNAISE! Fact of Fiction?'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8415193151244589555</id><published>2008-07-20T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T15:22:31.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanning! Skin cancer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;To all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My dearest beloved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BEWARE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This article was taken from the newspaper from MIND YOUR BODY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new study suggests that melanoma, the deadliest type of skin cancer, is on the rise among young women, but not among young men.  The research team led by Mr Mark Purdue of the National Institutes of Health, examined data gathered from a network of cancer registries across the United States.  The analysis focused on Caucasian women aged 15 to 39 who were diagnosed from 1973 to 2004.  Increased incidence of melanomas was seen from the 1990s through it held fairly steady for men between 1980 and 2004.  Researchers say it is not erntirely clear why more and more young women seem to be getting skin cancer.  They suggest that the increase is not just the result of changes in the way the medical community tracks the disease.  Separate studies have looked at sun damage trends.  One study, cited on the WebMD website, reported that 16 to 18-year-olds had a higher incidence of sunburn and spent more days at the beach in 2004 then they did in 1998.  More young people in the US, mostly women, are also using tanning beds.  Studies suggest that UV rays from tanning beds and tanning lamps can be just as damaging as sun rays.  Ultraviolet radiation is main risk factor for developing melanoma. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8415193151244589555?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8415193151244589555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8415193151244589555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8415193151244589555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8415193151244589555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/tanning-skin-cancer.html' title='Tanning! Skin cancer?'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-168951110103552163</id><published>2008-07-18T21:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:40:03.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DSS IS SUCH A PAIN!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BMGT's major project just ended today! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Smiles (:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;One more left to go! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 more on coming tests &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;FINAL EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The end of 1.2 module. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-168951110103552163?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/168951110103552163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=168951110103552163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/168951110103552163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/168951110103552163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/short-post.html' title='Short Post'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-4680030437680116631</id><published>2008-07-09T17:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T10:34:16.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Fun &amp; Excitment (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi guys! so sorry for such a long delay!.&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I can update my blog. Phew this week is a BUSY week. BUT it was worth it! I shall quit talking and start typing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th July 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically this week is e-learning week for DSS. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;FYI&lt;/span&gt; DSS refers to decision support with spreadsheet. We are taught how to use Excel 2007 and its functions in them. I bet some people may think that this is a redundent subject. BUT its helpful alrights expecially when you have numbers in 9 to 10 digits! Anyway i stayed back to discuss my groups PBL2 and we had serious problems doing it! We went to&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:ourspace@72"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ourspace@72's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; reading room to discuss and I tell you guys NP seriously have North and South poles in school! the temperatures in school are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;FREEZING COLD!&lt;/span&gt; so at 6 i went for briefing for the upcoming poly experience and i was deployed to school of ICT. at first i was thinking OMG! Seriously no way! After the break up I had to bring the students to "his" school! I was like there is no way this is happening to me! but still its my duty and i have to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;8th July 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blaw tutorial was cancelled and I had no idea why and it was postpone to this thursday after my blaw lecture at 4-5. So up till here everything was alright until 2 30 when I received a sms from ezrynn (INFA rep.) where she say &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;INFA LECTURE IS CANCELLED!&lt;/span&gt; so last min. and i started rotting all the way until 5 plus where i went to ambassdor's room after jon called and ask where I was and i mearly reply him Im passing my time by rotting. Zzzz. Yea it was 2 more days left to the poly xperience so I had another breifing and it was about welcom team. I was posted to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;ICT's&lt;/span&gt; welcome team followed by guided tour thanks to chai hong's recommendation. and our breifing was how to lead the students to their holding area. after that i went for dancesports. Oh Oh i forget to announce that my dance partner is called &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;BRANDON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and he is seriously CRAZY over dance. I have never seen anyone having so much passion for dance! haha. Even when he walks, he is dancing. oh yea and we were planning to take part in the dance competition on the 23 Aug which is 2 days after my final paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;9th July 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;IS modules. LMS we have to blog on 4 post on any topic we have learnt and this 2nd blog is 20%! It carries a high weightage. I have to start blogging on that topic(s) soon. we had IAC this sem! i rather have it on the first sem though. Starts faster and it ends faster so i can concentrate more on my other modules but sadly it starts on the 2nd sem. OH and for the whole of the 1.5 hour of lesson my group was laughing really bad. haha we youtube-ing on funny video(s) and ziyi he is like a laughing machines. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NON-stop!&lt;/span&gt; and 1 more day left to THE Poly Xperience!. haha Im SO excited and nervous. cos it all year 1's 1st &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;OFFICIAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; event!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;10th July 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OFFICAL STARTING OF THE POLY XPERIENCE!&lt;/span&gt; haha im so so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;EXCITED&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;NERVOUS!&lt;/span&gt; i was suppose to meet my group members at 12 but i had to make a special request that can i go at 1 instead of the 1 hr MAEC tutorial. and my tutor was like PAM you better stay for it. Can you make a request, so i said i try. haha so yea i met the rest at like 1 and had lunch before the even officially starts. Im in the run 2 where Liz is number one where she has to lead a grp of students to me and i lead them inside to another leader. Basically matt and i take turns to lead the students in. After a skit in the CC we brought them to the school of ICT (Infocomm Technology).&lt;br /&gt;1. From there the student delegates take over&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell them more abt the course and other things they wanted to find out from the school of ict&lt;br /&gt;3. Brought to LT 28 for boarding buses&lt;br /&gt;4. Ourspace@ 72: collection of goodie bags&lt;br /&gt;5. CC: cca fiesta and course counseling and moblie pod.&lt;br /&gt;6. debrief and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;COMPLAINS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. dancesports (brandon and i were staving while dancing; aint we "pro" oh and our comp was cancelled due to some political problems in KL, LAMO)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11th July 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday was the last day of poly xperience. I can say that friday's flowing of event was SUPERB! better then the first day! haha i guess after all the admentments and complains it became better somehow and the students are more entusiastic and interested in the topics today. I was satisfied with todays programms and events.AND MATTHEW, i had no idea where he came up with the name, started calling me&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAMPERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I was like WTH!! Zzz i think this name is gonna be stuck with me forever. Although there is no such thing as perfect but it was &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAY better&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;then the first day! I saw him and it was rather awkward. I was decided whether to "pretend" not to see him or acknowledge his presence. IN THE END, i said hi and went back to doing my duties.   I seriously regreted tell JON CHAI abt the new "nickname" matthew gave me. Zzzz and now he keeps on going pampers..pampers... OH MY!&lt;br /&gt;After a skit in the CC we brought them to the school of ICT (Infocomm Technology).&lt;br /&gt;1. From there the student delegates take over&lt;br /&gt;2. Tell them more abt the course and other things they wanted to find out from the school of ict&lt;br /&gt;3. Brought to LT 28 for boarding buses&lt;br /&gt;4. Ourspace@ 72: collection of goodie bags&lt;br /&gt;5. CC: cca fiesta and course counseling and moblie pod.&lt;br /&gt;6. debrief and LESS COMPLAINS more complements&lt;br /&gt;7. dinner at mac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;12 July 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's like going to 1 and i have to be at AMK at 10 and Im still blogging!&lt;br /&gt;Okay good nights everyone! More like good morning! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I LOVE AMBASSADORS! (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SHlosmR27VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/85sJja_xIWg/s1600-h/DSC_4461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222320358311783762" style="WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="237" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SHlosmR27VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/85sJja_xIWg/s320/DSC_4461.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-4680030437680116631?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/4680030437680116631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=4680030437680116631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4680030437680116631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/4680030437680116631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/fun-excitment.html' title='Fun &amp; Excitment (:'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SHlosmR27VI/AAAAAAAAAHM/85sJja_xIWg/s72-c/DSC_4461.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3888855571958316016</id><published>2008-07-03T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T23:12:23.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;LONG DAY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another serveral words for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;REALLY EXHAUSTED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached sch at 730. waited for the booth (underpass push carts) to be open. decorated the booth. i was alone! lynette and roy had classes. waited until 11 roy came, i went for class, came back to help out at 1. left for blaw lecture at 2. at 4 went to the booth to help out again until 530/6.  had a short briefing before going for cca. which ended 2 hrs ago. bascially i sent my day running back and forth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this is my day today, packed with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;activities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sorry readers for my unsightly sentences, but im just too tired to work my brain to phrase it correctly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3888855571958316016?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3888855571958316016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3888855571958316016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3888855571958316016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3888855571958316016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-day-today-another-serveral-words.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2407996324994993922</id><published>2008-06-28T11:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:45:50.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Word of the day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exhausted&lt;/em&gt;&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/20686584-2407996324994993922?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2407996324994993922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2407996324994993922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2407996324994993922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2407996324994993922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/exhausted.html' title='Exhausted'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8655342478964678825</id><published>2008-06-28T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T10:21:32.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate that I love you</title><content type='html'>Omg I think today is a bad day for me. I should be happy since im meeting up with my dearest: Sze Rui, Natalie, Shao Yan, Daryl, Young Hwan and Ben, after sch today at westmall. We had so much to catch up today. It seems like ages when we saw each other today. I really do miss the times we spent together. With them around, all memories start to be refreshed in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All Memories...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt so sad.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. I can't seem to let go.&lt;br /&gt;It so annoying! I wanna cry! I wanna scream!&lt;br /&gt;I keep on telling others to keep a positive attitude in life&lt;br /&gt;BUT what about me? Why do my smiles seem so fake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why? Why? Why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgosh seriously I dont know what else to do.&lt;br /&gt;I saw you today, you didn't see me but you seemed fine.&lt;br /&gt;I felt hurt. It felt as if the past memories didn't mean anything to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;To me, your never forgotten... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To you, I'm forgotten...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I hate that I love you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8655342478964678825?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8655342478964678825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8655342478964678825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8655342478964678825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8655342478964678825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/omg-i-think-today-is-bad-day-for-me.html' title='Hate that I love you'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2765536901102084728</id><published>2008-06-27T21:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T11:43:22.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ISFP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Introvert, Sensor, Feeler, Perceiver) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;People of this type tend to be: kind, humble, and highly empathetic; thoughtful, faithful, and affectionate with those they know well; sensitive to criticism and easily hurt; quiet, soft-spoken, and gentle; adaptable, responsive, and curious; realistic and down to earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The most important thing to ISFPs is feeling peaceful and harmonious with the people and places that matter most to them.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Loving an ISFP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Be a patient and supportive listener; make it safe for me to speak my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Appreciate my gentle, nurturing nature and ability to find joy in simple pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Express your love and affection freely and often!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Demonstrate your devotion in thoughtful actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Try not to nag me about order, or force decisions too quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Above all&lt;/strong&gt; - Show me you love me exactly the way I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a style="BORDER-RIGHT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-TOP: blue 0px solid; BORDER-LEFT: blue 0px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: blue 0px solid" href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/stars_say"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 298px" height="284" alt="fun quiz for myspace profile and blog" src="http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/zodiac_leo_txt.gif" width="308" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-2765536901102084728?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2765536901102084728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2765536901102084728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2765536901102084728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2765536901102084728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/isfp-introvert-sensor-feeler-perceiver.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1946721376665528395</id><published>2008-06-22T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T23:59:33.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Words (:</title><content type='html'>The last day of my 2 weeks vacation break.&lt;br /&gt;A busy busy week for most of us.&lt;br /&gt;I dont have much things to say now though.&lt;br /&gt;Im just exhaused. I need a rest.&lt;br /&gt;Good nights Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for anyone who feels like there is never a new day or it's the end of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I have two words for you, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Think positive"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt;. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;A smile or a laughter blows &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;your worries away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Live in the future not the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Yesterday is the past&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tomorrow is mystery&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Today is a gift for god, that's why it's called &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;present&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A New Day&lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If life seems at its lowest ebb,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Because a day's gone wrong.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let not your heart be troubled,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a new day soon will dawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we can never be quite sure,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just what it has in store.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since each one is so different,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Than the one just gone before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As it penetrates the darkness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With its soft and tranquil beams.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It calms even the most restless soul,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And brings new hopes and dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So when a days been troubled,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the night is dark and long.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lift up your fallen spirits,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For a new day soon will dawn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-1946721376665528395?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/1946721376665528395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=1946721376665528395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1946721376665528395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/1946721376665528395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/two-words.html' title='Two Words (:'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2199715006262282382</id><published>2008-06-21T09:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T09:50:29.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Beeeeeeeee!</title><content type='html'>My cousin is getting married today! I'm so happy for him but at the same time i feel older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my other cousins get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is it my turn?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will my brother get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will the first grandchild be born?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;SO many &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;when, what, why, who , how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; questions are going on in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then it struck me, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;growing up&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;getting married&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a career&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;being parents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;having children,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;are part and parcel of life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A phrase of life every one is bound to encounter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just like how the sun rise from the East, sets in the West. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its a daily routine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Neverending Routine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A draw 3 designs for the back of our T-shirt for SC recruitment drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mearly copied and paste it. So i wouldnt say its 100% my own creativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT im proud that i can draw it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i finished this, it was 2 am! and gosh im so tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcW5BTMwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cEhVpwUiXLs/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144016921342722" style="CURSOR: hand" height="317" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcW5BTMwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cEhVpwUiXLs/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" width="235" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcXAFkR6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/No1UNlMW9eI/s1600-h/IMG_0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144018818287522" style="CURSOR: hand" height="315" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcXAFkR6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/No1UNlMW9eI/s320/IMG_0027.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcXT1ru3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1QwVki8JqDs/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214144024120376178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcXT1ru3I/AAAAAAAAAHE/1QwVki8JqDs/s320/IMG_0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-2199715006262282382?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2199715006262282382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2199715006262282382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2199715006262282382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2199715006262282382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/busy-beeeeeeeee.html' title='Busy Beeeeeeeee!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SFxcW5BTMwI/AAAAAAAAAG0/cEhVpwUiXLs/s72-c/IMG_0028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-8561690540538303978</id><published>2008-06-20T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:13:02.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd last day before the holiday starts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I went to school this morning for LMS project. I was the earliest! Manling, Ziyi and Sean were all late! So basically i just sat in the room and daze off. But after everyone came, we started and ended our project fast! and guess what i created half a story for our skit! haha. so cool. i didn't know that i was that creative.  Anyway the 4 of us went to canteen 1 for lunch and we went separate ways. Ziyi i think he was meeting some friends. Sean and Manling went to take 52. I went to take 52 as well, but i had to cross the bridge. I was heading towards town to meet up with Lynette and Roysten.  A small outing we had. We watch hulk. Not bad i would say. haha but i think im too tired that i ALMOST fell asleep in the theatre. but i would recommend it to ppl to watch. 3.5 to 4 stars! Oh oh i almost forgot, we bought shirts for our SC recuitment day. haha and im going to be drawing on it. oh my. i hope it turns out well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-8561690540538303978?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8561690540538303978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8561690540538303978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8561690540538303978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8561690540538303978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/3rd-last-day-before-holiday-starts.html' title='3rd last day before the holiday starts'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-658651302902995828</id><published>2008-06-19T10:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:20:31.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Plans'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's just another day like any other day, BUT today I'm going sit and mug! yes! MUG! You didn't hear me wrongly. I AM GOING TO BE A MUGGER FOR TODAY! If not i lagging behind. I have planned what to do today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shower&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look for stories for LMS&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MacroEcon Presentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ambassador's Presentation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;INFA&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;BLAW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes this is now it's going to be. I WILL DO IT! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so tired even after hours of sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have no idea why.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is every aftermath syndrome like this?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It feel so pathetic!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have regain my freedom once more,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;but somehow I dont feel free.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Instead, I feel stronger.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ironic.&lt;/em&gt;&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/20686584-658651302902995828?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/658651302902995828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=658651302902995828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/658651302902995828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/658651302902995828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-just-another-day-like-any-other-day.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-573703713333834245</id><published>2008-06-18T22:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T10:00:46.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aftermath Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wow, I must say this week has been a busy week for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Monday I had class outing which did not feel like class outing because only 6 people turned up. haha. after that some of us were suppose to discuss our project, in the end, we went KBOX! LOL. It was just so random! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tuesday i went to school because I didn't want to remain at home. If not i'll start to hallucinate or hyperventilate. Meet up with yiguang, wolf and jon to do blaw while they did bmgt. Went to out space, saw Brandon, Pris and Matt told them im going out today and then TRIED doing DSS but failed because i was just too tired! haha basically sometimes, my life is a real bore! Not only, just busy with my projects which are due soon (omgosh! help me!), I have been heading out. haha. My craze for shopping is back again! AFTERMATH syndrome! I'M just numb. I went with faith to mango and i spent $100 without feeling a pinch in my heart. I JUST FEEL SO NUMB!! It's just so &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WRONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I'm so exhausted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today, we had an Ambassadors outing, proudly organised by Matthew (anyone who doesn't know him, PS, his the poster boy), we went to watch kung fu panda and we had bowling. omg i seriously suck at bowling! &lt;strong&gt;F.Y.I.&lt;/strong&gt; ,never place a bet with him, his just too good! He basically trashed everyone! HAHA and btw Matt, rmb on the train you ask me and ben our truthful feeling: Why Ambassadors? The answer i gave you was my secondary answer which i though it was my primary answer. So on my way walking home, i rethink about the question. my true answer would be to find the real me. I dont know why but i think the "me" everyone is looking at, is just a cover up like a mask. My heart tells me that the real me is somewhere out there but i have yet to find it. In a way, I'm hope-ing that in Ambassadors, I can find "me". yeap (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Honestly what will become of me.&lt;br /&gt;Don't like reality.&lt;br /&gt;It's way too clear to me.&lt;br /&gt;But really life is daily.&lt;br /&gt;We are what we don't see.&lt;br /&gt;Missed everything daydreaming.&lt;br /&gt;Flames to dust.&lt;br /&gt;Lovers to friends.&lt;br /&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;Does life have to be like this?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps they do. Perhaps they don't. No one knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;LIFE IS SO MYSTERIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;IT SECRETS ARE NEVER UNFOLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My mind is gone, i'm spinning round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And deep inside, my tears i'll drown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm losing grip, what's happening&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I stray from love, this is how I feel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This time was different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Felt like, I was just a victim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it cut me like a knife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you walked out of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now i'm, in this condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i've, got all the symptoms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Of a girl with a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But no matter what you'll never see me cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was just so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I should have never let you hold me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Your scent &amp;amp; the feel of your arms still lingers on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I hate it. Please i beg of you, take them along with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Let me go. I can take it no more. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll falling from pure exhaustion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please take them along. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please just go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-573703713333834245?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/573703713333834245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=573703713333834245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/573703713333834245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/573703713333834245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/aftermath-syndrome.html' title='Aftermath Syndrome'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7570473405691916966</id><published>2008-06-16T09:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:48:34.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweetness, Sourness &amp; Bitterness</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;How can I sing when my words have run dry.&lt;br /&gt;How can I smile with a tear in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Summer's so lost&lt;br /&gt;When it's raining in June.&lt;br /&gt;That how its feels now.&lt;br /&gt;It stared off sweet ended off bitter with a tinge of sourness in the centre. Three Flavour I had during this period of time. But in the end, it ended off with bitterness. I would say this is life.&lt;br /&gt;To fix it or not to fix it?&lt;br /&gt;A frequent question ask. In the end the chosen one was not to fix OR it was just too much differences that no matter how much fixing there is, it cant be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;I cant tell it now. It hurts. My tears glands was in too much shock to react.&lt;br /&gt;After all I'm just a bird that cant be caged. I fly, flew and now I've flown.&lt;br /&gt;That day, I could tell there was something wrong but I just brush it off.&lt;br /&gt;Mayby i shouldn't. My mom predicted it was ending soon but being stubbon, I didn't heed her advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still I would like to say it was an enjoyable short moment and you've made me stronger.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the fact that it ended but I love the fact that it's a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ironically, THIS IS LIFE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7570473405691916966?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7570473405691916966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7570473405691916966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7570473405691916966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7570473405691916966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/sweetness-sourness-bitterness.html' title='Sweetness, Sourness &amp; Bitterness'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2566719726252378245</id><published>2008-06-11T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T20:26:06.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just to post a random post now. gonna be MIA for 3 days. *girns im gonna miss u peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;are ur gonna miss me?? haha anyway now is 8.25 pm gonna make a quick post now gonna go out to watch KUNGFU PANDA! haha its kinda cute show. yeap. and i went to Ngee Ann for my first BA Society meets. WOW there are quite a number of activity. pray they dont clash with ambassadors! hmm but saw all the 8 grps today. haha i think we're gonna have LOTS of fun this yr! haha opssy gotta go change mom chasing me! yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See you peeps soon! 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But yet i feel as if you are far away not within my gaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so confused.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm so tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You left me wondering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your left me poundering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't stand this madness no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's so hard to tell what are you feeling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Your keeping it hush to yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to be there for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But at some point your barrer is so hard to penertrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to try to tell you how I feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but I can't seem to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dont ask me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's bad, I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It ain't suppose to be like this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Stop asking me why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because I just can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes it hurts so bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that I want to wail out in tears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;However these tears don't seem to fall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It's a horrible feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I love you too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I didn't let my feelings known to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Because i feel selfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I know it sounds dumb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but I can't bare to let you see me suffering&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I rather suffer alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then see you suffer with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It hurts even worst when I see you do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm sorry for being selfish.&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/20686584-8603894465409179688?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/8603894465409179688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=8603894465409179688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8603894465409179688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/8603894465409179688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/her-thoughts-her-emotions-her-feelings.html' title='Her thoughts, Her emotions, Her feelings'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-2407694842115060514</id><published>2008-06-10T08:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T09:11:07.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8th June 2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I was out with natalie. She randomly ask me if i wanted to catch a movie. I said why nt? (: haha anyway i was bored at home so i agreed. we met at clementi mrt station at 415 to catch the 545 movie at Vivo City but apprently it was FULL. so we ended up watching the 605 one. and our seat was at THE FIRST ROW! my neck is gonna break. haha but the movie was a bomb! The Chronicles of Narnia: Prince Caspian. The actor who act as Peter is so cute and edwin he reminds me of BENJAMIN. haha i told nat abt it and she say kinda. haha the movie ended abt 8 close to 9. we decided nt having dinner and head home cos we were kinda tired. so yeap and we catch up on old times. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;9th June 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went to Ngee Ann early inthe morning. GRRRR!!! so tired. but i have no choice  to go because of the Inauguration session. ITS FOR THE AMBASSADORS! haha i gt in. was kinda shocked at the first place but oh well i gt in!!! haha and we have a TnB camp this upcoming thurs (12th June) to Sat (14th June). So sad i think i have to miss my brother's graduation this sat. wah! so not fair. he is graduation form OCS. OCS is like way grand lah! walao eh. hmm. but what to do if i dont go for the camp i cant be in the ambassadors. so glad that my brother understands (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;during the inauguration we meet our group mates. haha. we are new to each other but somehow it felt as if we know each other for yrs!  after the inauguration session i met up with rui for lunch after i went to her place. we are so glad we have each other lah. if not we have no idea how to pass time. haha rui ar rui now u know how to directly connect the internet to ur laptop? (: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-2407694842115060514?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/2407694842115060514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=2407694842115060514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2407694842115060514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/2407694842115060514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/8th-june-2008-i-was-out-with-natalie.html' title=''/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6965693883619890695</id><published>2008-06-07T22:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T00:47:29.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Helllooo people!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; (: after CT im back for another post. haha anyway i went out on the day my final paper ended. and guess what i went out with the same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;FOR 3 WHOLE DAYS!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i havent seen her ever since after the O's results. haha i guess its making up for it. and the girl&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WAN XIN!&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;yeap the one and only her. first day we went town. but we weren't satisfied with what we bought. i was looking for a swim wear and i saw it but when u see the pricing of the swim wear, ur eyes will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;out. and literally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;POP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;out! the price of just the upper part is $100++. but i love the colour. its blue but the colour gives people a calm feeling. from taka we headed to wisma to look at bags and flats but found nothing we like. then we headed to far east. we bought shades and i bought a scarf. yeap that is the first day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The 2nd day, we decided to head out to vivo the next day but the same thing vivo we couldnt find what we wanted. i guess this season's clothes, bags, shoes, literally everything anit tat good. at the same time, i went around scouting for bermbs for my dear. i had problems because, bermbs aint 3 quartars and aint shorts. so i kinda needed wan xin's help. haha in case i see the wrong kind of pants. =X. since vivo is link to harbour front we went there for dinner. and we managed to get our flats. i had to get mine quick cos my old pair has become a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;scary crocodile".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;=.=" haha. yeap. since we had nthing we needed at vivo and harbour front we went to bugis street. bugis street feels like bangkok! but the singapore version one. only on the 2nd day we felt satisfied. i have no idea why but i mean real satisfaction compared to the first day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i got 2 bags, a shirt and a belt from bugis street!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hurhur. there was a blissful feeling for a moment! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha (: but come to think of it, it's a litter over exsagerating. hmmm. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;im on shopping&lt;/span&gt; spree &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;influence by SZERUI!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*BEWARE OF HER SHOPPING DISEASE!!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmm as for the 3rd day which is today. i just went to clarke quay alone to watch wu shu performance. haha do i dont look like i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wu shu? i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;it so much but just tat i cant learn because of my back problem. kinda sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BUT it's alright because i still have my dear&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jerry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(: , dance and my dearest friends: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Sze Rui, Serene, Natalie, John, Shao Yan, Daryl, Benjamin, Young Hwan!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You peeps, are someone I'll Never Forget! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOL i think it doesnt link, but whatever the case i still love them loads!! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyway today is just watching a performance at a community club. its to celebrate the dumpling festival. but WX and i left early cos it became boring in the end. we left ard 830. headed to the nearest shopping centre cos we were STARVING. we had long john silver. after tat we went home. was suppose to take 190 but in the end wx gt tempted by me to take the mrt. muhaha! so yeap. we took mrt home instead.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn2R1D5QI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uot6VAm8vv8/s1600-h/PICT0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209160469948130562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn2R1D5QI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uot6VAm8vv8/s320/PICT0352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn27KtdoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XckUPRIZ-rg/s1600-h/IMG_1187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209160481044788866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn27KtdoI/AAAAAAAAAF0/XckUPRIZ-rg/s320/IMG_1187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3Hx98nI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yc53gvLYjFQ/s1600-h/PICT0359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209160484430672498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3Hx98nI/AAAAAAAAAF8/yc53gvLYjFQ/s320/PICT0359.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;POSE! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3eoR_qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RYGyvgA3670/s1600-h/PICT0353.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209160490564058786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3eoR_qI/AAAAAAAAAGE/RYGyvgA3670/s320/PICT0353.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;wan xin ordered this.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3naaNDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ElmKxbrB08I/s1600-h/PICT0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209160492921795634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn3naaNDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ElmKxbrB08I/s320/PICT0357.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gyoza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqomx_EVeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/D2gq_pkDyUE/s1600-h/IMG_1188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209161303213757922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqomx_EVeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/D2gq_pkDyUE/s320/IMG_1188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i ordered this. (: unable to resist the temptation =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqomTc7IbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MKDyA80N6EM/s1600-h/IMG_1184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209161295017484722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqomTc7IbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/MKDyA80N6EM/s320/IMG_1184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chawamushi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i think this is how it is spelt, hmm no idea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEquOvUSB9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YyuVI7Hk7SE/s1600-h/IMG_1195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209167487250335698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEquOvUSB9I/AAAAAAAAAGs/YyuVI7Hk7SE/s320/IMG_1195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One man isn’t any better than another, not because they are equal, but because they are intrinsically other, that there is no term of comparison.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6965693883619890695?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6965693883619890695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6965693883619890695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6965693883619890695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6965693883619890695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-another-post.html' title='Just another Post'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEqn2R1D5QI/AAAAAAAAAFs/uot6VAm8vv8/s72-c/PICT0352.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6861123142250076683</id><published>2008-05-31T21:30:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:00:17.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Her moment of RETARD-NESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heeeelllllooooo people&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! (: i have no idea why am i so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and i started playing with my com's webcam. started cam-whoreing for the&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;FIRST time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! hehe. i guess im real bored today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNPQ-aVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sZd7lkrh-LM/s1600-h/Picture+00011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206536330141395282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNPQ-aVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sZd7lkrh-LM/s320/Picture+00011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;PICTURE OF THE DAY! (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE THIS ONE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFUJPQ-aUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QXtjcUhazDE/s1600-h/Picture+0010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206535161910290754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFUJPQ-aUI/AAAAAAAAAEg/QXtjcUhazDE/s320/Picture+0010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is the combination of the ones that i prefer. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534560614869282" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFTmPQ-aSI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/RkWyElYWPd8/s320/Picture+0007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Trying to act cool but fail miserably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFTxPQ-aTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WgvQvFHioJg/s1600-h/Picture+0008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206534749593430322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFTxPQ-aTI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WgvQvFHioJg/s320/Picture+0008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Trying to act dead but fail as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNfQ-aWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UShZlugPjoc/s1600-h/Picture+0009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206536334436362594" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNfQ-aWI/AAAAAAAAAEw/UShZlugPjoc/s320/Picture+0009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what I'm doing but just posing randomly. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNvQ-aXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yqwvraZYTSo/s1600-h/Picture+0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206536338731329906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNvQ-aXI/AAAAAAAAAE4/yqwvraZYTSo/s320/Picture+0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Acting Seductive. But somehow the outcomes feels down right horney. LOL&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFZY_Q-acI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZsR4y5bkfTo/s1600-h/Picture+0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206540930051369410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFZY_Q-acI/AAAAAAAAAFg/ZsR4y5bkfTo/s320/Picture+0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The Slience often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;~William Shakespear~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFXmvQ-aaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-4UYTdPha_Q/s1600-h/DSC00521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206538967251315106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFXmvQ-aaI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-4UYTdPha_Q/s320/DSC00521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFXnPQ-abI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6STVOT0eUL0/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206538975841249714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFXnPQ-abI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6STVOT0eUL0/s320/DSC00516.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Neutral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ME(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFXnPQ-abI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6STVOT0eUL0/s1600-h/DSC00516.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-6861123142250076683?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6861123142250076683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6861123142250076683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6861123142250076683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6861123142250076683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/her-moment-of-retard-ness.html' title='Her moment of RETARD-NESS!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/SEFVNPQ-aVI/AAAAAAAAAEo/sZd7lkrh-LM/s72-c/Picture+00011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7344116489034237310</id><published>2008-05-30T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T07:33:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When You Love Someone</title><content type='html'>When you love someone so deep inside,&lt;br /&gt;It seems like it's so easy to hide.&lt;br /&gt;You've loved him for so very long,&lt;br /&gt;You would think he could do no wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day you would hope and pray,&lt;br /&gt;That he would always stay this way.&lt;br /&gt;He treated you like you should be treated,&lt;br /&gt;You thought your life was finally completed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heaven started to play tricks on you.&lt;br /&gt;You started getting neglected and left alone,&lt;br /&gt;while he dwells in his world.&lt;br /&gt;curious and worried you quired to no avil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One night he was so sweet to you,&lt;br /&gt;You thought all those things were maybe untrue,&lt;br /&gt;Two days later he was back the same,&lt;br /&gt;You thought you were the one to blame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7344116489034237310?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7344116489034237310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7344116489034237310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7344116489034237310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7344116489034237310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-you-love-someone-so-deep-inside-it.html' title='When You Love Someone'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7288146658158569354</id><published>2008-05-30T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:04:00.259+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/5yn8j4_PMm/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/5yn8j4_PMm/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/thruwitluv22/music/U8lbOgXw/chris_brown_fallen_angel/"&gt;Fallen Angel - Chris Brown&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A song worth listening too. Give it a try (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FALLEN ANGEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Artist: Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Verse 1] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If I could, take a trip,to outer space &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She would be the one, I will see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I get, to heavens gate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She would welcome me with her arms, open wide, and a smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Will shadow me brighter than the sun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She hasn’t had a fair chance, so I’ll give her one &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let me tell you who she is, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, sent from heaven up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, waitin for me to love her, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Know that she’s) She’s a fallen angel, take your judgment off her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, that she’s a fallen angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Verse 2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know, I could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Help her mend, her broken wings &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So she can fly again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I don’t, wanna lose everything that I’ve gained &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Turnin me a selfish man (oh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause without em my heart just don’t go, no more (no more) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn’t take the pain, from watchin her fly away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So say that you’ll stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, (ooh) sent from heaven up above &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, waitin for me to love her, yeah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Know that she’s) She’s a fallen angel, so take your judgment off her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, that she’s a fallen angel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Verse 3] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don’t you Baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;don’t you (don’t you worry) worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m gon help you (I’m gon help you ) fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I’m gon help you fly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just take me under yo (take me under) wings, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And we can reach the (we can reach the) sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(we can reach the sky) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby don’t you (don‘t you worry) worry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I’m gon help you (I’m gon help you ) fly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(I’m gon help you fly) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yo mama, don’t you (take me under) worry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you gon reach the (we can reach the) sky &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(we can reach the sky) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Chorus] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, (hey hey) sent from heaven up above, just for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;She’s a fallen angel, waitin for me to wrap my heart around her, know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;(Know that she’s) She’s a fallen angel, makin due with all the judgment (no) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know, that she’s (yeah) a fallen angel (ooh ahh) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Verse 4] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Baby I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know that they done hurt you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But I’m here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Let’s take it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So if you let me… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know what, just put your heart in my hands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And everything they say, I take it back Like this… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[reversed last verse] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;[Verse 5] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don’t mean nothing, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t want ya, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don’t need ya, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never loved ya, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You’re nobody, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And ‘ll never make it, [reversed line] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You’re a mistake (ooh), [reversed line]&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/20686584-7288146658158569354?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-7050165160221994682</id><published>2008-05-23T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:06:36.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dont hug her friends or your friends that are girls cause she'll feel left out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hold her hand at any moment . . . even if its just for a second.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hug her from behind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Leave her voice messages to wake up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wrestle with her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't go hang out with you ex when shes not with you, you might not realize how badly it hurts her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you're talking to another girl, when you're done talking, walk over and hug her and kiss her.... let her know she's yours and they aren't.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write her notes or call her just to say "hi"..and not just at night after you've already been out with other girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Introduce her to your friends . . . as your girlfriend.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play with her hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pick her up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get upset if another guy touches her and she doesn't like it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make her laugh, if you can make her laugh, you can make her do anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Let her fall asleep in your arms. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If she's mad at you, kiss her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you care about her, then tell her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Every guy should give their girl 3 things: a stuffed animal(she'll hug it every time she goes to sleep), jewelry (she'll treasure it forever), and one of his t-shirts (she'll most likely wear it to bed).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Treat her the same around your friends as you do when you're alone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Look her in the eyes and smile.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang out with her on weekends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiss her in the rain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiss her just for the heck of it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If your listening to music, let her listen too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remember her birthday and get her something, even if&lt;br /&gt;its simple and inexpensive, it came from YOU. it means all the world to HER. it's the thought that counts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When she gives you a present on your birthday, Christmas, or just whenever, take it and tell her you love it, even if you don't (it'll make her happy.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always call her when you say you will, it may not seem like it, but it does hurt her and makes her think you don't care so call even if you can only talk for a minute. Girls don't necessarily have to have hour-long conversations every night but its nice for us to hear your voice even for a quick hello.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give her what she wants&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Recognize the small things . . . they usually mean the most.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tell her shes beautiful, she needs to know her striving is working.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hang out with her whenever you are free and u should be free to hang with your girl friend all the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If u care about her...SHOW her&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-7050165160221994682?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/7050165160221994682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=7050165160221994682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7050165160221994682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/7050165160221994682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/31-ways-to-make-girl-smile.html' title='31 Ways To Make A Girl Smile'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-6850462153907727501</id><published>2008-05-18T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T19:57:19.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guy's Point of view</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is very cute! And even written by a guy! You might agree with it, but when it actually happens 99% of girls don't realize it 'til it is too late&lt;br /&gt;and that guy who did it is so frustrated that he has moved on to someone who will take notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From a guys point of view: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We don't care if you talk to other guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We don't care if you're friends with other guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But when you're sitting next to us, and some random guy walks into the room&lt;br /&gt;and you jump up and tackle him without even introducing us, yeah, it pisses us off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to him for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that we're still there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We don't care if a guy calls you, but at 2 in the morning we do get a little concerned.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is that important at 2 a.m. that it can't wait till he morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, when we tell you you're pretty/beautiful/gorgeous/cute/ stunning, we freaking mean it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't tell us we're wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We'll stop trying to convince you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sexiest thing about a girl is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;onfidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yeah, you can quote me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't be mad when we hold the door open. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Take Advantage of the mood im in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;LET US PAY FOR YOU! DON'T 'FEEL BAD' We enjoy doing it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's expected. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Smile and say 'thank you.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kiss us when no one's watching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you kiss us when you know somebody's looking, we'll be more impressed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If we're going out with you in the first place, you don't have to feel the&lt;br /&gt;need to wear the shortest skirt you have or put on every kind of makeup you own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We like you for &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;WHO&lt;/span&gt; you are and not &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;WHAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Honestly, i think a girl looks more beautiful when she's just in her pj's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Or my t-shirt and boxers, not all dolled up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't take everything we say seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See the beauty in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't get angry easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stop using magazines/media as your bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don't talk about how hott Morris Chesnutt, Brad Pitt, or Jesse McCartney is in front of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's boring, and we don't care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You have girlfriends for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whatever happened to the word 'handsome'/'beautiful'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'd be utterly stunned by a girl who greeted me with 'Hey handsome!' instead of 'Hey baby/ stud/ cutie/ sexy' or whatever else you can think of. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On the other hand im not sayin i wouldn't like it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls: I cannot stress this enough: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IF YOU AREN'T BEING TREATED RIGHT BY A GUY, DON'T WAIT FOR HIM TO CHANGE. DITCH HIS SORRY DISGRACE-TO-THE-MALE-POPULATION ASS, AND FIND SOMEONE WHO WILL TREAT YOU WITH UTTER RESPECT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will honor your morals. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Someone who will stop what theyre doing just to look you in the eyes &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and say 'i love you' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND ACTUALLY MEAN IT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*****Give the nice guys a chance*****&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Holdin Hands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls : If you want to hold his hand, gently bump into it a couple of times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys : Grab it if it happens more than once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cuddling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls : When you want to cuddle with him, tell him you're cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys : Automatically move closer to her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Movies&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls : During a movie, if he puts his arm around you, tilt your head on his shoulder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys : Lift her chin up and kiss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loving each other&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys : When she tells you she loves you, look deep into her eyes, give her a peck on the lips, and tell her you love her too... And mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laying below the stars&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Girls : When you're both laying under the stars, put your head on his chest and close your eyes as you listen to his steady heart beat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guys : Whisper in her ear and link your hands with hers. Now make a wish about something you would like to happen Between you and your crush.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys: STRICKLY NO GRABBING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Girls: If he grabs you, KICKS his sorry arse GOODBYE!&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/20686584-6850462153907727501?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/6850462153907727501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=6850462153907727501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6850462153907727501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/6850462153907727501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/05/guys-point-of-view.html' title='Guy&apos;s Point of view'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-3440443602157167566</id><published>2008-04-17T09:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T20:32:10.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Renewing Blog</title><content type='html'>hey guys/girls. ur might be thinking it's kinda wierd that after mths i start to re-activate my blog again. haha actually is not that i wanted to do so. apprently this blogging system is considered under one of my individual modules. haha so ya i have no choice but to re-activate it rather thn re-creating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 14: nothing really happened in school cos all biz courses have no tutorials for the first week. how cool is that! haha but i still went to sch 1stly: get my textbook. 2ndly: catch the CCA fiesta. 3rdly: waiting for my dear bf jerry. so yeap i still went to sch nevertheless. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 15: "official" day that sch starts at 11 cos no tutorials. i had my first lecture:marco economics. all i can say is that i can barely understand what my lecturer is talking abt. hurhur this year is in for me this time! after that i have INFA. another accs lessons. basically the first 4 weeks is like a recap for ppl who learn acc before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;april 16: IS module for life management skill a.k.a. LMS. ya it's kinda fun in class &amp;amp; really slack. and the best thing is i meet 2 cool ppls that would be in the same class as me TA24. ur readers might be thinking; huh now then u meet ur classmates aint u suppose to meet them on ur orientation. haha guess what guys apprently our orientation groups were scattered! we weren't group according to out class. how depressing is that! but still i saw my classmates and one of them is SUPER crappy! haha hope to have fun with them when tutorial starts. for this module we are suppose to group ourselves up into group of 4 and introduce ourselves to our other 3 friends. so we did. and the teacher is super cool ar! i love her accent. LOL the best thing is i spoke up in class first! people who know me would be like that nt so pamela! haha but yeap i spoke up first for self introduction!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GOALS: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;GPA &gt;3.0&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;top my CCA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (dancesports) ,&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ask questions in class&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. ( i know is kinda wierd to place this here. but participation in tutorials give u marks!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVES&lt;br /&gt;Pam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-3440443602157167566?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/3440443602157167566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=3440443602157167566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3440443602157167566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/3440443602157167566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2008/04/renewing-blog.html' title='Renewing Blog'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-1103006676543297463</id><published>2007-03-11T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:33:24.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally! after so long rite? haha yeap rite. btw it's the start of the 1 week school holi! yea!! haha must relax thn study again. this yr is a tough yr. anws i have lots and lots to update. so i'll start with CNY!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CNY is so so so SO cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha first day sy john ben yh, rene came my house early morning for visitation after tat we went to yh's place! haha on th way rene and i were like learning from yh how to say happy new year in korean so it goes like this: saheboom marny paseysayo. i think the spelling was like tat. anws we where there and his mom's cooking was like super! best homemade korean food. haha his mom is also very pretty. thn we went to play basketball. i can play for nuts man! haha anyhow shoot de. haha but anyways i had fun! and JOHN has his collection of deprive childhood! haha &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;John: modal, rene: director.&lt;/span&gt; after yh's place we went to town. supposingly we were suppose to catch a movie but somehw our plans were ruin. so we ended up walking around. tat week sunday nat john yh and me went to rene's place. hell we took lots of pics again. posing here and there. haha but we had to go back early cos next day we had school. the following week we went to john place! sy yh rene nat mel daryl and me went his place. oh my his place was the best! may be cos his parents were nt at home. haha rene and i gt so crazy tat we ended up wearing his cloths. haha it was funny. we had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;pillow fight!&lt;/span&gt; his place was like the best. tat week we also went to nat's place. her was ok only but her house very nice! haha&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; NATALIE YOU HAVE A VERY NICE HOUSE!!&lt;/span&gt; haha i so jealours! we left early tat day. but i went to my anut's place to have join in the last round of poker! i won $4 haha. but anws this CNY was great! never enjoyed tat well before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Btw SY MAMA YUELI MAMA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wo ai ni men wor!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;actually there are more thn dis amount of pics but too many already so i only chose the best! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/RfQDd1ZPZbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xU2u6bGQR9I/s1600-h/Picture+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040657694018463154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_vQoq1UU2C30/RfQDd1ZPZbI/AAAAAAAAAAc/xU2u6bGQR9I/s320/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040657174327420322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" 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VALENTINES DAY is coming! and i gonna be alone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-117077222839068488?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/117077222839068488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=117077222839068488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/117077222839068488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/117077222839068488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-day-have-pass.html' title='another day have pass'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-116505570700109957</id><published>2006-12-02T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T18:52:28.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Red Camp 3!</title><content type='html'>BOO! i'm back again. the past three days i had so much fun... so cool!. all the SL in red camp are so pretty (ladies), handsome (guys), CUTE! (both ladies and guys!) X)). haha. anyways the three days was tiring BUT full of excitment and enjoyment. haha next year if have another red camp. i wanna go again!. the best part was the 2nd day. JAM &amp; HOP! SHAKE IT! Woot! party all night long wor!. haha going there i really had alot of experiance on the different kinds of courses, business (the course which i'm most likely to go to), IT &amp;amp; Digital Sciences, Life &amp; Health Sciences, Engineering, Media &amp;amp; Humanities. and there are more new course which will be coming. but i forgetten wad are the courses. but anyways i have made my decision to go to Ngee Ann! My future school! i hope i will be able to see the SL's students leaders there when i go in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm like in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt; team!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THE &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COOLEST&lt;/span&gt; TEAM EVER!&lt;/span&gt; The First day was fun! we met the two emcees, Bryan and Zaid and OMG both bryan and zaid are SO cute. zaid was so hilarious! especially when he kept saying boggel ask bogal haha CUTE! They both were great! thn we had Mac for lunch and buffey( is it spelt like tat?) for dinner we went back abt 8 i think. well the first day we were suppose to have CCA experiance but becos of the rain we did not really get to view most of it. The 2nd day we went in as usual the talk to us abt which courses we where to go on tat day again so we went into FMS and Life Science. the FMS was cool they had like almost everything catwalk, film making! You name it they have it!Life science they talk to us ab the heart rate and stuff and they also teach us how to handle a baby for its shower, clothing, cleaning. The spread for the day was KFC for lunch and Yoshinoya for dinner. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;JAM &amp; HOP&lt;/span&gt; the last event of the day. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;COM'ON LETS' ROCK THE HOUSE!!&lt;/span&gt; OMG tat event is like so totally cool! The shouting, the screaming and jumping can tear the place apar! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;COM'ON GIRLS SHAKE IT! SHAKE IT! &lt;/span&gt;We all dance till we drop! Btw, Ngee Ann is like so rich. They give away lots of goodies! Seriously, Jam &amp;amp; Hop is like the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; best &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; event of the day! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;WOOT&lt;/span&gt;! We all were so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Can't believe it i never had more fun thn this! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FLY AND HIGH!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha. The 3rd day we went in as usual. haha the funniest thing was when i was putting in the grand price paper and Zai say hi to me. But i dun no tat cos my back was actually facing him already. haha Tat was like so wierd. so in the end i never say hi. haha and after tat we went for our next course which is InforComm and technology. AND IT WAS THERE WHICH I WON A &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;COOL NGEE ANN SHIRT&lt;/span&gt;! i din take the pic yet so can't out up. it's total pure black and is a polo tee. the shirt is like so comfortable! there is like the new smell! haha i no i'm wierd! wee! humph. but the thing end like so fast. i dun feel like leaving! sob sob. =( BUT, the red camp was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;GREAT&lt;/span&gt;! haha. i cant wait for the open house next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/698220/IMG_0884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/797850/IMG_0884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again! Left to right&lt;br /&gt;Nat, Mel, Qing, Me, Rui, Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/846524/IMG_0890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/671652/IMG_0890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEESE! Left to Right&lt;br /&gt;Ben , Rui, Me, Mel, Qing, Nat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/304393/IMG_0924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/940891/IMG_0924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Max (SL) and us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/912005/IMG_0925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/778605/IMG_0925.jpg" width="205" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence (SL) and us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/35027/IMG_0897.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/260820/IMG_0897.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the performance acting as baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/1600/728048/IMG_0902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1737/2082/200/802130/IMG_0902.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby in the shower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOT! NGEE ANN ROCKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-116505570700109957?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116505570700109957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=116505570700109957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116505570700109957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116505570700109957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2006/12/red-camp-3.html' title='Red Camp 3!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-116463487076893971</id><published>2006-11-27T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:41:10.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another update!</title><content type='html'>today i had fun! haha the dance organised the POP a.k.a. pasing out parade for us the seniors and our seniors ( clara. sadly she's the only person who went the rest were busy) well anyway we all met at bouna vista (is tat how u spelled it?) at 2pm thn we walk a super far distance to some cafe. at the cafe they serve food and games. haha we played lots of them and ended past 6 close to 7! haha i so excited cos i hardly stay out that late and i got home be4 730. its kinda cool to me cos most of the time i'm always home 5 or 6. it a new record. anws i had fun today and thx the dance juniors ur the minnie mouse cup! i love it! it's cute! haha but i'm much more excited abt the red camp this thurs! haha cant wait to go ngee ann!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-116463487076893971?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116463487076893971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=116463487076893971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116463487076893971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116463487076893971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/another-update.html' title='Another update!'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-116273713908425398</id><published>2006-11-05T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T22:32:19.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the boring day</title><content type='html'>i'm back again. life seriously sux! 24/7 at home is a bad tihing. the worst of all, my mom is sick! so she's also at home together wif me, maid and grandparents. hardly my bro is at home so i spent most of the time in front of the computer to be exact is youtube. watchin shows and everything. so i just finished watch the show princess hour a.k.a. Goong. is nt bad in the middle episodes. the beginning was okies but when chaegyung a.k.a&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Yoon Eun Hye&lt;/span&gt; said in front of the interview tat she wanted a divorce. the next few episodes were so depressing everyone was like crying and crying. yul a.k.a Kim Jeong Hoon in the beginning few episodes is ok. he was sweet, cute and hot!! haha but after tat he gets worst kinda irritating.  hais cause of his mother tat's y he become like tat. and for shin a.k.a Joo Ji Hoon he din really like chaegyung at first but he soon got fond of her. at some episodes she and him was so sweet. anyways my holiday sux! i which to go back to sch... so sian at home go out also no mood. i dun mind staying at home while day unless there is a lot of korean dramas haha. spent whole day at home watching i also dun mind. haha. but anyways sometimes i want to be left alone. let me be alone! hais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-116273713908425398?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116273713908425398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=116273713908425398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116273713908425398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116273713908425398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2006/11/boring-day.html' title='the boring day'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-116217879068703271</id><published>2006-10-30T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:26:30.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updated</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm back! finally after such a long time i haven updated it yet. this holiday is so FREE. i also dunno wad to do. i spent most of my time on the com. it os like 24/7 infront of the computer. haha breakfast, lunch and dinner (sometimes) in front of the computer. now home doesn't really feel like home. to me it feels like some place i just need to sleep there.  there's no more warmth like before. last time was filled with joy and laughter. now i guess is because each individual has our own activities.  nth mouch really happen to me which is a good thing but also because I'M 24/7 AT HOME!! i spent most of my time reading, playing. soon will be studying. i think. must prepare for next year le. and this year the japen trip also nt sure comfirm yet. must pray hard tat the trip is comfirm. hais. hokkaido! and today, i have to help. no not help teach my brother to make tiramisu cake. i think he's giving some girl i guess. haha may be someday she may be my future sister-in-law. hmmm think too far le. tat's the future to decide.  let nature takes it's course. the other day i stayed up late to complete the FFIX jigsaw puzzle. it very cute lot! haha LUNA AND TIDUS is so CUTE together!! haha but the say before my brother came in and say SURE ONE PIECE MISSING ONE! and true enough ONE PIECE IS MISSING!! WAH!!  lol and is close to the centre. if it was at the side i won't mind. but is close to the centre. later frame up ppl ask. how come there is a hole inthe centre.  this year pass so fast. at first we were all busy studying. then we were all worried about the paper. now we're like so free also nothing much to do.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-116217879068703271?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/116217879068703271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=116217879068703271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116217879068703271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/116217879068703271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2006/10/updated.html' title='Updated'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20686584.post-115882547874004052</id><published>2006-09-21T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T15:57:58.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz another ordinarly day</title><content type='html'>this few day so sian. whole day at home studying. haha.  well all the prelims paper have pass. haha n i no what i got for maths. A1!! hw cool is tat. haha although i gt a A1 i was nt veri happy becos my paper 1 so did dso badly! anws N i will do better. lol. my eng i passed. but dunno pass until hw lor. actually today i was suppose to go to john's place to study tgt wif sy n rene. but thn my mom dun allow so they ended up coming over to my place. haha dun say we. din study. we did okies!! sy aka mama finished a letter writing!! haha *CLAPS* for him. john n me have been helping rene with maths. wah! rene u have to rmb le. N's coming le. dun play le kks. haha. well so we had fun today. is better then being alone at home doing nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way their tears make you want to change the world so that it doesn't hurt her anymore..... Yet regardless if you love them, hate them, wish they would die or know that you would die without them ... it matters not. Because once in your life, whatever they were to the world they become everything to you. When you look them in the eyes, traveling to the depths of their souls and you say a million things without trace of a sound, you know that your own life is inevitable consumed within the rhythmic beatings of her very heart. We love them for a million reasons, No paper would do it justice. It is a thing not of the mind but of the heart. A feeling. Only felt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20686584-115882547874004052?l=hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/feeds/115882547874004052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20686584&amp;postID=115882547874004052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/115882547874004052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20686584/posts/default/115882547874004052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hiideko-puremilk.blogspot.com/2006/09/juz-another-ordinarly-day.html' title='Juz another ordinarly day'/><author><name>hiideko-puremilk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08416850068463717347</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
