<?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-17042131</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:41:34.895+10:00</updated><category term='emo'/><category term='shopping'/><category term='party'/><category term='Chingay'/><category term='Query'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='general'/><category term='melbourne'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='family'/><category term='random'/><category term='festive'/><title type='text'>sheys</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>172</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8790881599634654711</id><published>2007-10-25T02:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T02:28:59.487+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>its all been nth but partying...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/2014345/1/600258239"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-345.friendster.com/e1/photos/54/34/2014345/1_600258239m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/photos/2014345/1/401747490"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://photos-345.friendster.com/e1/photos/54/34/2014345/1_401747490m.jpg"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** And it says today that all the effort i've put in for a r/s has been in vain....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8790881599634654711?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8790881599634654711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8790881599634654711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-all-be-nth-by-partying.html' title='its all been nth but partying...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7970517394015331658</id><published>2007-10-25T00:44:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T00:49:33.465+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Stars-Calendar Girl</title><content type='html'>If I am lost for a day; try to find me&lt;br /&gt;But if I don't come back, then I won't look behind me&lt;br /&gt;All of the things that I thought were so easy&lt;br /&gt;Just got harder and harder each day&lt;br /&gt;December is darkest and June is the light&lt;br /&gt;But this empty bedroom won't make anything right&lt;br /&gt;While out on the landing a friend I forgot to send home&lt;br /&gt;Who waits up for me all through the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar girl who's in love with the world&lt;br /&gt;Stay alive&lt;br /&gt;Calendar Girl who's in love with the world&lt;br /&gt;Stay alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was dying; as I so often do&lt;br /&gt;And when I awoke I was sure it was true&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the window; threw my head to the sky&lt;br /&gt;And said whoever is up there, please don't let me die&lt;br /&gt;But I can't live forever, I can't always be&lt;br /&gt;One day I'll be sand on a beach by a sea&lt;br /&gt;The pages keep turning, I'll mark off each day with a cross&lt;br /&gt;And I'll laugh about all that we've lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calendar Girl who is lost to the world&lt;br /&gt;Stay Alive&lt;br /&gt;Calendar Girl who is lost to the world&lt;br /&gt;Stay Alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January, February, March, April, May I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;June, July, August, September, October I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;November, December, you all through the winter, I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;I'm alive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7970517394015331658?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7970517394015331658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7970517394015331658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/10/stars-calendar-girl.html' title='Stars-Calendar Girl'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5414989317330458357</id><published>2007-10-10T10:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T10:33:40.787+10:00</updated><title type='text'>too lil nt too much</title><content type='html'>Okays, no more few drinks for me. it is either none or more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 beers was enough to kp me awake on the sun evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yest's after dinner whiskey dry &amp;amp; beer with Joanne kept me awake for yet another night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it is quite a good consideration to bust myself out at mambo tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5414989317330458357?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5414989317330458357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5414989317330458357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/10/too-lil-nt-too-much.html' title='too lil nt too much'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4779138167990912877</id><published>2007-09-25T11:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T11:56:36.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work work work... weekends after weekends...&lt;br /&gt;what have i been doing? i really don't knw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 2hr waiting for drinks @ dempsey last fri after a whole week craving for alcohol. so ended up at MOS for impromptu ATB @ 3am in the morning with 1-for-1 whiskey dry for skull-ing! ended up slpy high and stayed over before getting sent home at 1630hrs. so oh well, rested a bit and went out to meet Gwen (because Gwen says a saturday should not go to waste)... Kevin &amp;amp; Jeremy came down... then it was Glutton's Bay, Harry's bar then Balcony for the chill-out night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for smth different, i tried out rock climbing at Safra Yishun. Comparing the 18m scaffold and the pool, i was so tempted to do the latter instead. but oh well, i attempted to scale the 18m and succeeded. of cos, my legs were trembling when i was mid-way up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it is back to another wk... wonder what's up this weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4779138167990912877?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4779138167990912877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4779138167990912877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/09/work-work-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8276368429180633928</id><published>2007-09-13T14:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:45:35.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish it was everything nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie treat from Kane, a bearie surprise delivered to my office fr Kevin and Rowe and a sweet truffle treat fr Gwen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everything could mask away the nastiness of my self-inflicted misery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be stringed like a yoyo then flung far away so hard that its string has broken, with the yoyo still freewheeling as it glides on on its path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When gravity finally takes a toll on it fleeting path and lands, will it crash, broken and forgotten, or be cushioned by soft earth, soiled yet still intact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was never meant to be a inexplicable weightless flight, but it became an unexpected descent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8276368429180633928?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8276368429180633928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8276368429180633928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wish-it-was-everything-nice.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-3949364941042050526</id><published>2007-09-06T13:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T14:20:28.218+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the dough with the hole</title><content type='html'>donuts donuts and more donuts. munchy donuts, pop doh, summer house donuts and krispy kreme. stop giving me donuts! i wan cinammon &amp; oreo donuts it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want cupcakes. sweet candy-licious icing to top it off. wrapped up in a pastel colour box &amp;amp; silver glittery ribbons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want strawberry jellyhearts! cheesy whimsical pieces to pop in and swallow in gastronomical delight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my custard mooncakes from Hong Kong! Gonna chomp mooncakes for lunch at Taka ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a Dumbo soft toy. I got a precious moments placemat from Kane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want big bear hugs. Kevin is my constant supply of bear hugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want nice company for home movie marathons. Kane shall stay over this sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want everything sweet &amp; nice. Be nice. Give me all the nice that money can't buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-3949364941042050526?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3949364941042050526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3949364941042050526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/09/dough-with-hole.html' title='the dough with the hole'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8387264353810737172</id><published>2007-08-03T16:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T16:31:30.833+10:00</updated><title type='text'>together in the dark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You may be feeling this way -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** When it seems&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the world around you's breaking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it feels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like there's no one else around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's quiet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's a silence in the darkness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it sounds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like the carnival is over **&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But know that -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;** Cause I will be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you will be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We'll find each other in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And you will see&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And I'll see you too&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause we'll be together in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause if it's coming for you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then it's coming for me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I will be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause we need each other in the dark&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And if it terrifies you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then it terrifies me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cause I will be there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So we've got each other in the dark **&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8387264353810737172?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8387264353810737172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8387264353810737172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/08/together-in-dark.html' title='together in the dark'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4856300004589998666</id><published>2007-08-03T13:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T13:54:35.730+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the same difference</title><content type='html'>the more slp i do, the more tired i get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i am tired, i listen to trance, nt to kp myself awake, bt rather, it gets the adrenaline pumping before my body loses out and i get irritated i cant keep up with it cos my body dun feel it except for the thumping in the brains. so i turn it off irritatingly and go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i am awake, i just wanna listen to mellow music and get lost in a vacuum. then my brain gets tired from figuring out that all i wanna do is to fall aslp again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticed how i just love contradicting myself and jeopardising my whole life with my not so bizzare warped takes. i can choose to be normal and be like everybody else. or i can remain the way i am and take comfort in my own wanderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can call me, but i don't feel like an input.&lt;br /&gt;u can msg me, but i don't feel like going the extra beside being dwn to the pt.&lt;br /&gt;u can msn me, but i just blatantly type acknowledgements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one part's long lain dormant.&lt;br /&gt;the other's tremor is getting less distinct.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4856300004589998666?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4856300004589998666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4856300004589998666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/08/same-yet-different.html' title='the same difference'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1339145369579695643</id><published>2007-07-19T10:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T10:35:04.060+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I shall swear! I SHALL SWEAR at that F**king hell of an arsehole and may he grow sores in his mouth and a trillion blisters on his palms so that if he should ever want to get down of a train he won't be able to tap anyone on the shoulder or ask to let him pass without feeling the agonising pain. Then he would miss his stops till the train gets empty, get off and cross the platform to take another train back to the stop he wanted to alight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F**king idiot!!!!!!! I shall so make sure I shove you so hard you would fall into a pile of shit! Even if there is no poop around I shall make sure you feel so embarassed you would readily dig a hole in a pile of poop and stick your head in! Don't you ever dare to shove me bloody arse! Or I will slap you so hard you won't even recognise youself in the mirror!!!!!!!!! Better don't ever let me bump into you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-1339145369579695643?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1339145369579695643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1339145369579695643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-shall-swear-i-shall-swear-at-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6343721251785986500</id><published>2007-07-17T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:46:48.426+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess there wouldnt even be any blog entry should there not be any free time at work. For I wouldnt even feel like touching my computer when I am home. I seriously still wonder if my lappy can even access the internet for my sis did smth which she doesnt even knw what to warrant the internet inaccessibility from my underappreciated gadget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the current dept I am in at work, I don't even have my proper workstation. I am just squashed in between colleagues and mostly solving sudoku puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I created this blog somewhat to kill boredom while I was in Melb in between the assignments and when I am lost admist the sphere of space, time, and existence. However, being back in S'pore, the calling for typing has slipped away... For when I am lost, I go to bed. I don't even wanna catch TV anymore, even my fave CSI, which I've forgone in lieu of sleep and lazing in my room not knowing what to do and not wanting to do anything but stare blank into space and let lethargy seep into my physical being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life seems to be fading, into that boring working world that I have dreaded and still dread to the core. And so I wish for a holiday. Every other minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life outside of the working days hasn't exactly been that mundane when my circle of 'classmates' that i befriended from my company are quite an active bunch - late night movies, rollerblading, harry potter sneak previews, drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures are barely taken. Even though I make it a point to remember to bring it out and then neglect it. Even if they are taken, I am too lazy to upload them. The need to spew is now flung far back deeper than where it originated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new life. But it doesnt belong to me just yet. Desire but not deserving. In ultimum, dondequiera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6343721251785986500?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6343721251785986500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6343721251785986500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-guess-there-wouldnt-even-be-any-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6358638067864186647</id><published>2007-07-04T18:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T18:30:35.731+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Autobots, roll on!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotaD9XhPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/STeWz1ldcBQ/s1600-h/optimusprime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083255628477054066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotaD9XhPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/STeWz1ldcBQ/s200/optimusprime.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotZxdXhPFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Jf-l6i4U7GY/s1600-h/autobot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083255310649474130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotZxdXhPFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/Jf-l6i4U7GY/s200/autobot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083255383663918178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotZ1tXhPGI/AAAAAAAAAmg/PbSSY5bMTfc/s200/decepticon.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Whoo... nostalgic movie to watch. Though I practically don't remember much from watching the cartoon those days back and playing with the toys. Freaking good show! Autobots against the Decepticons! Damn Megatron and fight the evil along with Optimus Prime! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083255701491498114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotaINXhPII/AAAAAAAAAmw/QswoVWPz2F0/s200/optimusprime2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6358638067864186647?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6358638067864186647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6358638067864186647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/07/autobots-roll-on.html' title='Autobots, roll on!'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotaD9XhPHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/STeWz1ldcBQ/s72-c/optimusprime.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7302857277965312196</id><published>2007-07-04T17:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T17:31:45.947+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PSA Visit</title><content type='html'>On the 26th last month, Samudera organised a PSA visit for us so we can see the actual berthings and operations of cranes and containers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beautiful view from PSA building.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083238001931271138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotKB9XhO-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/EGjhdVoERvs/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;A group picture before we went to the port itself..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083238538802183154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotKhNXhO_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/VviLl1kuZFo/s200/PSA_Photo_7.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The big yellow cranes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083238908169370626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotK2tXhPAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/EiSnJsvm44g/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;The difference in vessel size for main line operators and our feeder vessel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotLNdXhPBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/w6UP9QBkRp8/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083239299011394578" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotLNdXhPBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/w6UP9QBkRp8/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotLV9XhPCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9MY5t0oEJM/s1600-h/Image029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083239445040282658" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotLV9XhPCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/v9MY5t0oEJM/s200/Image029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;OOCL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;vs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SSL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;All you gotta do is compare the haulier trucks in both the respective pics with the vessel. And you can gauge the size of the vessel. And the company I work for.... owns the smaller lau pok pok. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7302857277965312196?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7302857277965312196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7302857277965312196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/07/psa-visit.html' title='PSA Visit'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RotKB9XhO-I/AAAAAAAAAlg/EGjhdVoERvs/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-2080900250186698788</id><published>2007-06-26T11:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T11:55:21.501+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sudoku?</title><content type='html'>For the 1st time, tried playing Sudoku on the newspaper, Today. Just thought I should try it out since my fellow MTs have been doing it on the newspaper during their free time. And since the game featurered today is Level 1, thought it should be a good time to try it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wesley was really good at teaching it. Now I understand why people can get hooked on it. Cos after playinig the 1st game, I whipped out yesterday's paper which is also Level 1, for a tad more practice. Perhaps I will get better at it if I get more motivated to play it more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe one day you will see be sitting on the train, intensely transfixed on the Sudoku book I have. That is, if I even get a chance to get a seat on the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be an easy day at work today. Visit to PSA after lunch!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-2080900250186698788?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2080900250186698788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2080900250186698788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/06/sudoku.html' title='Sudoku?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8683998313867144305</id><published>2007-06-13T20:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T00:19:15.235+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the first OT</title><content type='html'>In the office now, trying to finish up as much of my report that is due on Tue to the Board of Directors. And lest not forgetting the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a chore, back to school days... doing a report on what I have learnt from the various departments I have been in. All because I am a management trainee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, my name cards have been printed. And it reads management trainee under my name. Somehow, it looks distasteful. It resembles those kinda cards I can print with cartoons along with my details and pass it to my friends in primary school. And it cost like $5 or something for 10 cards? Okay, maybe even not so well-illustrated as those I had when I was little, but yeah, just doesn't make sense. Ok, no more side-tracking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway fellow MTs WeeKiong and Wesley decided to have dinner nearby, just so because they could get me dinner which I kindly refused. All cos' I lost my appetite having to stay in office to finish up something I feel is so insignificant. Never expected to have nice colleagues, asking me to scour their desks for snacks should I get hungry and reminding me not to stay too late in the office. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, tasteless... back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10pm... heard some1 scanning the keycard and keyin in the code to our entrance. Turned around and saw WeeKiong and Wesley who bought dinner for me! Sweet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8683998313867144305?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8683998313867144305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8683998313867144305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-ot.html' title='the first OT'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1625317918550766153</id><published>2007-06-09T18:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T19:17:55.421+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm, been to lazy to even switch on my laptop at home, not even the tv. Being at zouk was seriously a horrible senseless choice yesterday. But missy here just ain't happy with settling for an early friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Colleagues WeeKiong and Wesley was nice to take a slow dinner while I insisted on having a hair cut that I've been yearning for more than a week. Settled for Ginrich at the Heeren Shops cos Toni &amp; Guys price is a bit mind-blowing for an impecunious like me. Then we headed off for some pool. Never thought I would enjoy the game, but I must say both the 'W's are good and patient with teaching me the game. It is quite uncanny of me to ask to go for a pool game after only trying to learn it once last Sat. This probably means there is more to come?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, last wed, eve of vesak day holidays. It seemed like the whole Singapore was like hungry ghosts out of hell during the 7th month and decided to hit the clubs. Everywhere was packed. Arrived at zouk at past 11pm and gosh, a stampede could seriously happen any moment. Headed down to Red Dot Museum for chammy and at bout 3am headed back to zouk again cos it was Gav celebrating his bday and how can uncle nick not be there. yet another fulfilling mambo cha cha sway and there goes another pair of fishnet stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073990068346657778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpvFYGpm_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/ABLXb4McLsI/s200/PICT2256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073982792672058226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rmpod4Gpm3I/AAAAAAAAAkY/FHLG4opnHZs/s200/PICT2254.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073982973060684674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpooYGpm4I/AAAAAAAAAkg/MtTb_f-3dBo/s200/PICT2253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pecks for the ultimate best friends in ma world. And Rowe refuses to send me pictures that we took from that night and then from Velvet Dragon on fri... so yeah less pics for me to put up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's my very 1st trip on Pulau Ubin with the 2 colleagues and their friends. A long time since I've had any activity in the sun. On the bumboat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073986198581123986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmprkIGpm5I/AAAAAAAAAko/Gd68ae8vipE/s200/PICT2266.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Hi wild boar!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073986409034521506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmprwYGpm6I/AAAAAAAAAkw/kJLVVtrx7HY/s200/PICT2276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073987079049419714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpsXYGpm8I/AAAAAAAAAlA/FRaeuKp9ub0/s200/PICT2279.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073986868596022194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpsLIGpm7I/AAAAAAAAAk4/ak7WQHMQtjQ/s200/PICT2277.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Coconuts definitely work for thirst. 2 for me to up my cholestrol level!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073988333179870162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmptgYGpm9I/AAAAAAAAAlI/dYukmdzG4cw/s200/PICT2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; A group pic in the old kampong shack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073989003194768354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpuHYGpm-I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/bmQK5MQlMIs/s200/P%5B1%5D.Ubin033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the tan days after the cycling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-1625317918550766153?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1625317918550766153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1625317918550766153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/06/hmmm-been-to-lazy-to-even-switch-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RmpvFYGpm_I/AAAAAAAAAlY/ABLXb4McLsI/s72-c/PICT2256.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8837488166747239020</id><published>2007-05-24T01:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:35:32.561+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the exorcism of shennie yong</title><content type='html'>according to uncle nick, the exorcism of shennie yong was performed at zouk last friday. loads of drinks on an empty stomach, flaming lambos was the way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the bare-naked ladies?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067777906125975266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlRdJ8c2LuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/u7HMRrALhdY/s200/CIMG5734.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheers to vodka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067778550371069682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlRdvcc2LvI/AAAAAAAAAkI/jqi-PNuyLbY/s200/CIMG5739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;off to phuture apparently to do some groovy groovy. back to zouk for some dozey dozey. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;slumped at charm's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8837488166747239020?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8837488166747239020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8837488166747239020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/exorcism-of-shennie-yong.html' title='the exorcism of shennie yong'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlRdJ8c2LuI/AAAAAAAAAkA/u7HMRrALhdY/s72-c/CIMG5734.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-3193831019996320792</id><published>2007-05-24T01:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T01:21:47.081+10:00</updated><title type='text'>not-so-alone</title><content type='html'>It was nice to have my dad taking the train to work today. Mummy dropped us at the mrt stn. I alighted at Raffles Place while Daddy changed train to Redhill cos he had to head down to Leng Kee to collect his car. Daddy &amp; I while waiting for the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067775479469453010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlRa8sc2LtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/-9DGRTiyMxQ/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Nice start to the day. It was quite a nice end to the day too.&lt;br /&gt;These words were a lullaby to end my day. So I could slp soundly like a baby cradled with no worries.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I would help you, doesn't matter if you're right or wrong. You know I love you more than I love my own life."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-3193831019996320792?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3193831019996320792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3193831019996320792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/not-so-alone.html' title='not-so-alone'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlRa8sc2LtI/AAAAAAAAAj4/-9DGRTiyMxQ/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6400652814867859099</id><published>2007-05-21T22:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T22:56:46.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>decided to picture'fy my blog a little. so here are pics fr the late night movie marathon of Priceless and Blades of Glory with Deliang not forgettin the Sakura Buffet, sponsored by nobody else but Deliang himself. It seems like we always gorge on food whenever we are together. And we somehow couldnt stop reminiscing those days that we went for the $6 porridge buffet at Keypoint every weekend where they would just gasp at the amount of food that I could put into me tummy. bt it was a good movie watching no doubt till bout 5am in the morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066993932860534402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGUIsc2LoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/105-cOEP1NY/s200/SP_A0342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066993563493346914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGTzMc2LmI/AAAAAAAAAjA/P7jVHVvb1Y0/s200/120507+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066993842666221170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGUDcc2LnI/AAAAAAAAAjI/Gw3L4M1wWtQ/s200/SP_A0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066992902068383314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGTMsc2LlI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2qJjFgZL8Xk/s200/120507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;and here's at mambo which we nicely went cos of gav who was back for holidays. i wonder what happened to wanting to go leave at 2am. Cos i reached home at 5am, slept for an hour and headed to work. zZzzZzz. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066995131156410002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGVOcc2LpI/AAAAAAAAAjY/jSEzQ22i8EM/s200/PICT2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066995393149415074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGVdsc2LqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tBdSaZZvp8c/s200/PICT2228.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066995698092093106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGVvcc2LrI/AAAAAAAAAjo/vv0I1GF_vKc/s200/PICT2242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066996737474178754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGWr8c2LsI/AAAAAAAAAjw/Y4Z3huL_evo/s200/PICT2230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6400652814867859099?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6400652814867859099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6400652814867859099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/decided-to-picturefy-my-blog-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RlGUIsc2LoI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/105-cOEP1NY/s72-c/SP_A0342.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8562693852493512911</id><published>2007-05-14T13:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T12:41:28.852+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the despreocupado</title><content type='html'>was watching some random mtv. cant rem which band which song. it is like a scene out of the shophouses along st. kilda, or chapel st. i am still missing melb loads. the kinda missing and endearment for the climate, architecture and most definitely the impassibility to worries and other unhappy feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the despreocupado lifestyle i yearn so badly, and badly need. and so soon, it may even turn into a state of desperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an unexpected lil' gift was just something nice. but the words that flowed out of the lil' note stung the visual senses and warmed the inner physical being. it may not be the most beautiful handwriting, but the words were like notes on a musical score. dancing beautifully in a dance so cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i love her..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8562693852493512911?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8562693852493512911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8562693852493512911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/fleeting-time.html' title='the despreocupado'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8143927488963515251</id><published>2007-05-09T16:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T16:33:08.919+10:00</updated><title type='text'>down it goes</title><content type='html'>i swallowed the ball bearing of my tongue stud. during lunch. may it be the 1st and the last. should it not, my tumm will start having a collection of metal balls. perhaps in different colors and sizes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8143927488963515251?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8143927488963515251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8143927488963515251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/down-it-goes.html' title='down it goes'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4829620061228087648</id><published>2007-05-08T17:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T18:07:54.078+10:00</updated><title type='text'>look nice smell bad</title><content type='html'>imagine this scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for the lift and when the door opens, it reveals a beautiful young lady alone. so u think, well i have a eye candy for my ride down. so u enter the lift enthusiastically but something greeted your nose. hmm, is that fart? then you look at that girl. gosh, is it her who let out the fart thinking that she will be alone for the whole lift ride and decided to let out some gas. then u get disgusted that a girl who looks nice actually did smth like that. and it totally tarnishes the image u had of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... now... that was how embarassed i felt. picture me as that lady except yeah i am not saying i am beautiful. but at least i was comfortably-chic dressed. and i think i do look good though not anything fantastic. anyway, i took the lift from the 24th floor. and upon entering... yikes... someone farted in the lift. but since it wasnt that overpowering... fine i shall just not waste time getting out and waiting for another one cos' it will just eat into my lunch time and i was suppose to meet cindy 5mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then a man got in. and another 2 guys got in on the way down. i wonder if they could smell whatever my nose picked up. cos if they did, gosh i dun wan them to think i was the farter! cos it wasnt me! imagine how nonchalent i had to act and giving the "hey i am not a lift farter" look. but yeah i am sure they could smell smth disagreeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes my dress-well-feel-good mood. cos apparently it became dress-well-look-good-smell-bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4829620061228087648?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4829620061228087648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4829620061228087648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/look-nice-smell-bad.html' title='look nice smell bad'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8761757476424323248</id><published>2007-05-03T10:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:08:19.607+10:00</updated><title type='text'>insatiable estomac</title><content type='html'>It was a quiet weekend. Stayin in and midnight shopping at Mustafa where i easily spent $50 on snacks, a 1GB micro-SD card for my hp and a card reader since my lappy doesnt cm with an inbuilt one. Then on tue it was labour day holiday and rowe treated Nick and I to dinner at The Soup Restaurant. And we shopped around for cds from Gramophone to HMV to That CD Shop. couldnt find any nice bossa nova cds. but rowe got hers and she's happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318102944513634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjncgQB8fmI/AAAAAAAAAig/nmJsiFT9zHQ/s320/010507+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060317896786083410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjncUQB8flI/AAAAAAAAAiY/6m4RTlrUahs/s320/010507+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318588275818098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rjnc8gB8fnI/AAAAAAAAAio/m9Jw1VOhGIM/s320/010507+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060318747189608066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjndFwB8foI/AAAAAAAAAiw/EpRCpDS0W7A/s320/010507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Safra's movie premier of Spiderman III at Vivo City GV Max, courtesy of Nick's dad. But that is not after dinner and another of shopping at Ikea Alexandra. It was Nick's idea cos he wanted a plank of wood to mount above his new flat-screen TV. I ended up spending more time scouring more stuff for my room while Nick just zoomed in on what he needed to get. Now that is the difference btn guys &amp;amp; girls doing shopping. So we spent another 2hrs at Ikea with just less than half-an-hr on dinner according to him. Then we went to walk around Vivo City since the show wasn't scheduled to commence till 9.30pm. I am so tempted to get a Samsung phone after looking visiting their at their flagship store (I suppose). I just have the soft spot for Samsung phones. Sleek =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie is not what I expected out of a blockbuster. Seats were terrible straining on the neck and it was GV Max... It jus amplified my need for nonchalant silence. And most definitely the need for a relaxing massage. Or the need for someone to inflict hard solid pain upon my weary physical being that resulted from the overzealous brain cells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was frustrating to find that I forgot to bring my home keys out. Thankfully my sis was home and will be doing late-night studying near our place so she brought it out so I can collect them on my way back. Then after dropping me off, Nick realised he too didn't bring his keys out. on tue he forgot his wallet, yest his keys and.... His wallet which was left in my bag during the movie which i nicely brought home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People around me seem to rub off my bad vibes. I am a Jinx. Oh well. That's just me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8761757476424323248?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8761757476424323248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8761757476424323248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/05/insatiable-estomac.html' title='insatiable estomac'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjncgQB8fmI/AAAAAAAAAig/nmJsiFT9zHQ/s72-c/010507+(2).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-760406778416893760</id><published>2007-04-27T18:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T22:54:29.128+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sleepy fri</title><content type='html'>totally enjoyed the phantom of the opera yest. tho the female lead could hv been better. and the opera stage was kinda constraining the stage set-ups. all and all, still loved it. and like the previous time it was here, feel like catching it again. one time jus wasnt enuff. and i wish i could afford the vip seats. wanna get the necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060316818749292082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjnbVgB8fjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jsd9K5BvcS8/s320/PICT2245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060316689900273186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjnbOAB8fiI/AAAAAAAAAiA/cbchKdjz7BA/s320/PICT2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060316445087137298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rjna_wB8fhI/AAAAAAAAAh4/fTyK7KuZRuM/s320/PICT2255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the 1st time felt so demoralised at work. bt it is okay. picked myself after lunch. had the lovely company of uncle nick and weekiong and not forgetting Kelvin who was in the vicinity and whom i havent met in 3mths! so... managed to do all my work and look, here i am blogging away. haha~ cos i did what i think i should do without being asked. and thankfully, i was right. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so work is gonna end in half an hour. forgotten work ends at 5.30pm today instead of the usual 6pm till uncle nick reminded me. too tired to have any plans. too full for dinner. we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-760406778416893760?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/760406778416893760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/760406778416893760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/sleepy-fri.html' title='sleepy fri'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RjnbVgB8fjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/jsd9K5BvcS8/s72-c/PICT2245.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5088590864375688969</id><published>2007-04-26T13:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T18:53:50.220+10:00</updated><title type='text'>phantom thursday</title><content type='html'>shopped for 2 hours at ikea after work yest. bought a elongated cushion, some wardrobe sorting containers and a table mirror. ate a huge serving of curry which was special of the day. didn't manage to have a good night's sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally my room reno works will be completed today. mirror will be fixed up. hate the repacking part but can't wait to have my belongings reinstated and start posting loads of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad start for the day. the dark phantom kinda weather. walked outta the hse and midway the rain started pelting down hard. new promdress was riding up my hippo thighs and non-existent cleavage was tad too revealing. end up using my hand to conceal it while the other conciously tugging down at the inner slip dress whenever it glides up. couldnt get on buses after buses. finally squeezed onto one. then squeezed again onto the train. thus, late for work... then realised that many were coming in at the same time with me. went to my jacket, grabbed it and zipped it all up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but cant wait to get off work today. catching phantom of the opera later. love lookin at my red satin heels. they make me happy. and the combi of the LBD and red satin heels get me into the mysterious phantom mood. lunch break. but nothing to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5088590864375688969?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5088590864375688969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5088590864375688969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/phantom-thursday.html' title='phantom thursday'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7805057330229274355</id><published>2007-04-24T19:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:31:14.202+10:00</updated><title type='text'>DOTA?</title><content type='html'>yeah... tried playing DOTA yesterday... crash and burn. all i know how to do was die die die. smart move. so after the 1st game i quit. it is more stressful than work to play with ppl who have been at the game for so long. even the mini prep course uncle nick gave was no way good for a total newbie at computer games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so end up loggin up onto msn at the noisy gaming centre. and played battleships extreme on msn with joanne. haha~ and even with such a easy game i was thrashed twice. then we played UNO and i wasn't any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: i suck at games.&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i wish i don't suck at anything else. especially work for the moment. =(&lt;br /&gt;       got my very 1st pay slip, which means loads of treats to give till it runs out. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7805057330229274355?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7805057330229274355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7805057330229274355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/dota.html' title='DOTA?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7644101192190614234</id><published>2007-04-20T19:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:11:54.955+10:00</updated><title type='text'>thru the other</title><content type='html'>i am in a bouncy mood the whole day. work ends half an hr earlier today. bt end up can't leave cos waiting for uncle nick to end work at 6pm. perhaps i am happy cos i met jamie &amp; cindy yest at balaclava, bumped into estee. yest at tampines i bumped into daphne. all ppl i havent met up with for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of work and it was archipelago on mon &amp; tues, wed soka and thurs balaclava. wonder what is on tonight. kinda love gg out aft work instead of heading home straight as i had intended to. perhaps cos i am roomless yet agn due to renovations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was excited abt what i wanna do tonight. but then i had to use up my free time to wait for uncle nick and started reading someone's blog. and the mood changed/flipped/dropped WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i  made the right choice. i have no idea what is going on. you never told. all i knew was about that pair of aviators. hair color change, i have no idea as well. all the fun, i don't knw. cos all the outings in between work where that person is, i thought it was all stressed up with totally  no time for phone calls. and i saw that that wasn't the case. it was too much of fun that i guess i could be just chucked aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling cheated. feeling hurt. feeling so damn hurt. feeling damn damn hurt. feeling sick in the tummy. feel mentally grogy. i cant let it out. i wanna be wringed dry like a wet cloth. to be zapped out of all my energy and go all limp and just go into a daze. so i cant think cos i dun wanna think. i think too much bt i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me let you go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7644101192190614234?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7644101192190614234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7644101192190614234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/thru-other.html' title='thru the other'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7874452256564220502</id><published>2007-04-18T10:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:40:06.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'>workee workee work</title><content type='html'>3rd day at work. and i am damn early again, arriving at 8am. daddy offered to drive me to work but i made him drop me off at the mrt stn instead. which he said he would do every morning. and which i will gladly take up the kind gesture cos i really hate squeezin onto the bus and sometimes the bus don't even take up passengers cos it is already packed like sardines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morn music was quite a drastic switch from the mellow music playin on my creative to the upbeat trance. yeah good damn way to start the day. keep my adrenalin pumpin. then again, upon reaching the empty and quiet office, i am beginning to feel a tad slpy. reading papers and bloggin is what i can do besides having my eyes wandering across my desk and lookin at unfriendly faces. i am thus looking forward to retreating one level down for my training with the other depts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my walk fr raffles place to suntec yest. perhaps i shall make it a daily thing. some mini-form of exerciese cum destressing should work becomes more hectic if not alr mundane as it is at the moment. mellow music with contradicting lyrical content was making me mentally grogy so i shut out the words and concentrated on the music that jus soothed my bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strolled home in my own world and it always feel somewhat snappy when i see my front gate bellowing me to go through its doors. when i would reluctantly switch off the music and feel empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: dunch ever switch on the music too loud when walkin on the roads, u can't hear the cars coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7874452256564220502?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7874452256564220502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7874452256564220502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/workee-workee-work.html' title='workee workee work'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1399953240923638248</id><published>2007-04-16T13:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:01:56.543+10:00</updated><title type='text'>life of a bumble bee...</title><content type='html'>First day of work... Got my keycard for daily clocking in purposes. Collected our stationery and got my work desk. Totally empty. Only thing I brought was a jacket. But temperature is only set at 23degrees celcius so there ain't any need for it in my long-sleeve shirt. Feeling overdressed cos only the guys are wearing shirts. Should start swopping my shirts for just tops with pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with our Mentor. A grandfatherly figure who I can already see gets easily frustrated when he doesn't get the things he want. Captain Royce seems so so stern and we will be starting with his operations department one level down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HR manager is having a busy day so WeeKiong, the other MT (mgt trainee) and I are basically just doing our own stuff on the computer. The 1st thing that popped onto the computer screen after logging in is the MSN sign-in. Haha~ Thank gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what entails at the moment. But I definitely love the view of the port fr the highest level of the building that my office is on. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past week was a tiring one. Much has happened. Photos are still lodged firmly in my camera from Cosmic Gate, New Asia Bar and Groove Armada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing a Uncle Peter and having another Peter from Melbourne calling on the very same day and less than an hour apart was kinda trippish. Met up with him at Orchard Hotel and brought him for an italian lunch at Esmirada followed by some toy shopping for his grandchildren at Toys R' Us at Forum. Yeah if you had tasted the Peter's Fish &amp; Chips and Frankston, Melbourne, you know who he is. The one who makes the bestest fish &amp;amp; chips that I have ever tasted. Miss my blue grenadier and fried pineapple ring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps in a week I lost more than one person. One to the battle of leukemia and the other to my moving on. I entererd a new realm... besides the working realm... crossed boundaries I have never even came close to. And I wonder if that, or rather this, is the right thing to do. To admit, I guess it is the 1st time my heart led the way. And I am a rather control freak, letting the mind do the walk. I am clueless on this and I am not exactly excited not knowing my direction in that manner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just be aloof... But it is not fair.&lt;br /&gt;You should just leave me alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-1399953240923638248?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1399953240923638248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1399953240923638248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/life-of-bumble-bee.html' title='life of a bumble bee...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4979468377439919075</id><published>2007-04-05T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:57:58.130+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmic Gate</title><content type='html'>I am floating across the universe&lt;br /&gt;Passing through the gate&lt;br /&gt;I am the ambassador of eternity&lt;br /&gt;Telling you of love &amp; take&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the sound of drums&lt;br /&gt;Running through my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me, Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come with me, To the Cosmic Gate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHopEEee! Cosmic Gate @ Zouk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful, I could skydive from the moon&lt;br /&gt;Saliling oceans, on my fingertips, when the wind screams my name&lt;br /&gt;Take his hand, and free, to run run run toooo you you you you you&lt;br /&gt;I feel wonderful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4979468377439919075?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4979468377439919075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4979468377439919075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/cosmic-gate.html' title='Cosmic Gate'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7358413093074299952</id><published>2007-04-04T16:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:07:06.797+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the well with the dim glow</title><content type='html'>As of yesterday afternoon, the ink flowing on official papers has got me trapped. Trapped onto a path I fortuitously veered onto. A path that has gone way off course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew my way, I cruised on. I knew what would await me if I just went on. But I took an unexpected turn-off, an exit which was in no consideration set of mine. And this would be for 2years. A solitude time frame I had to adhere to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My initial goal had been reduced to a dim light that I could only squint at at the bottom of a well. And the dust and dirt would accumulate at the bottom of the well during the period of time and elevate me out of the dark enclosure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps a heavy downpour would swell up the well and I could float my way up in an instance. Whatever awaits me on the 16th... I hope I find my path again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7358413093074299952?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7358413093074299952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7358413093074299952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/well-with-dim-glow.html' title='the well with the dim glow'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1334590705376820355</id><published>2007-04-04T16:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T17:11:36.858+10:00</updated><title type='text'>en lounge vs singapore casket</title><content type='html'>Was supposed to head down to Wine Bar, but redirected ourselves to En Lounge after seeing the massive car queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yeah yeah, if you remember I was there to do a lil celebration for Ting's bday. But this time, totally better, the resident DJ was spinning good and somewhat trippish, not forgetting the quite comfy couches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049455199235548898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RhNEwCOvJuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmps-D2JeZk/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But there was this irritating ABC, some hip hop dude shit with this woman trying to speak with this fake atas English accent. Speaking of the music they barely know. So why En Lounge, go to Butter Factory which is just in the vicinity. Butt off! And this is the blurred irritating poot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049466744107640578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RhNPQCOvJwI/AAAAAAAAAhY/T4PEWW3hz3U/s200/enlounge310307+(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then off to the movies for my 1st 3am midnight show. And I wonder who fell asleep during the movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was having fun on Sat accompanying Rowe at the Sgp Casket. Shannon, her younger bro being bullied by us as usual... I wonder who describes their hair as being crispy?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049459081885984498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RhNISCOvJvI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/H2ASUoP7D14/s200/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-1334590705376820355?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1334590705376820355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1334590705376820355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/04/en-lounge-vs-singapore-casket.html' title='en lounge vs singapore casket'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RhNEwCOvJuI/AAAAAAAAAhI/hmps-D2JeZk/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5577061476774866145</id><published>2007-03-30T22:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:30:47.147+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dun wanna lose my way...</title><content type='html'>yet another week. a week that has gone by without the daily nourishing meet-ups with my beloved rowena. bt she has not foresaken me. and i trust her &amp; us on that.&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;lucky for me, Charm and Nick has been injecting me with doses of love and laughter and of everything nice. and I love dem. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the only random events i can remember is Nick getting a shock at my place cos he was watching some supposedly scary shitte on my SCV while I was getting changed and the lights went off. No it wasnt me being impish and playing a trick on him. of cos, there was my dad to save the day - - checking out the circuit box. so off we went to pick Charm up fr TPy and back to Nick's place for his change of outfit and some prepping up for the night to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally stepped foot into St. James. Place was okay bt crowd was wayyyy to young. Had our bourbon and left for MOS. Mistaken a guy for the valet attendant. Embarassing but who ask him to act like he was one. Had a good luff with Charm &amp;amp; Nick. MOS was good, except Charm got quite stoned. Well, I am quite positive I would be worse-off should I club after work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had my 2nd round of interview going on so met up with Charm &amp; Nick for a good lunch. Tasty curry fish head that got us breaking into good sweat, except for Charm who was stylishly dressed. While both Nick and I were in boring shirt &amp;amp; pants. Headed over to Boulevard for some drinks. We were just so colour-coordinated with the whole baroque ambience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Doesn't it seem like Charm is all up for the night's out. Believe me when i say the whole environment would be better without the daylight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047721727690661346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0cKtgF3eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/qGGTFEaaXMw/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047698324413865378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0G4dgF3aI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/XkSZ_l8O4LI/s200/Photo-0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;yeah and so the two returned to work while i went for the gruelling 1.5hr panel interview. whole time i was like so wishing it was over... my bladder was almost bursting! thankfully the ladies wasn't hidden in some obscure corner! bout 2hrs later received a phone call and yeap! got the job! wonder if i am more happy abt the job or that i am more relieved i have smth to do during the days now. oh well, training only starts on the 16th. so half more month of being the tai-tai for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so dear Nick decided to be nice and bring me out for dinner for a lil celebrating. He was just being overly nice to arrange for a special seating. Dinner in the wine cellar. Sweeeeeeet! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look what I happened to do to the butter. Haha~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047720056948383154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0apdgF3bI/AAAAAAAAAgY/H4nhuRhVqzY/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;We even had a nice bottle of red wine to complement the rich redolent food... Food never fails to make me happy! Moreover the nice setting!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047720885877071298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0bZtgF3cI/AAAAAAAAAgg/_U_kKb1QBn8/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;But it can be quite a dangerous place... should we decide to be clumsy and send all the expensive wine bottles crashing to the floor! If I am not wrong, I remember the most expensive being $600 or close to $700... Breaking one of it can already kill me... Imagine more of those... Scary thought!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047722462130068978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0c1dgF3fI/AAAAAAAAAg4/PVksiAOp5qM/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Hate it how my face flushes red with wine. But thanks to Uncle Cocaine for the very lovely dinner! &lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047723428497710594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0dttgF3gI/AAAAAAAAAhA/VwWbBZ8hKYc/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrighty, time to go get dressed. Heading down to Wine Bar with the 2 lovelies again. And a 3am show after! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To think such a life may go away after starting work.. No no... will not let this happen. And I am so not gonna let the plebiscite of boring corporate wear rule me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5577061476774866145?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5577061476774866145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5577061476774866145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/dun-wanna-lose-my-way.html' title='dun wanna lose my way...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rg0cKtgF3eI/AAAAAAAAAgw/qGGTFEaaXMw/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-2715471538704080160</id><published>2007-03-23T19:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:49:07.119+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tai-tai in the making</title><content type='html'>According to Rowena, I've been a tai-tai in the making, or rather both of us. But she would be starting work on the coming Monday. All the daily high-tea and shopping sessions one after another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I have been busy with interviews too, which had me training walking in heels. Imagine the soreness I had after walking over to Suntec from Raffles Quay after an interview just to take corporate look passport size photo for another interview the next day. And they requested but did not even bother asking on the day of the interview itself. Waste of my money for taking pictures that I turned out looking old and fugly. rrrhhhh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, but I had a good day view of the gigantic metal-glass 'durian' and the almost completed ferris wheel with the upcoming preparations for this years NDP! Weather was not too sweltering hot for the walk anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045030879093501170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RgOM2tU-rPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_sPIjpE-lFg/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045030990762650882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RgOM9NU-rQI/AAAAAAAAAfc/WZjUw1ChgUM/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Busy day of driving around, parallel parking and tearing of coupons on Thursday. Had lunch with Charmaine in between my scheduled interviews. She introduced me very good teh-tarik! Felt like I haven't seen her in a long time though I did see her at zouk for Ramirez but well, it wasn't very good and we couldn't get much of catching up with the blasting music. After interviews, went down to Town to pick Rowe up as we originally wanted to go for Night Safari but it was a rainy day and Nick wanted a drink. So down we went to Circular Road. Just a chilling session but I am dead beat from lack of sleep. Look at my extra-lengthened horse-face. But loving that plain grey wool mod dress!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045032524065975586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RgOOWdU-rSI/AAAAAAAAAfs/IHAFA4S_yxc/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I finally have SCV installed. Whoopee! CSI CSI CSI! Doc. 90210! MTV! And this is what Rowe &amp; I had on while watching tv, my favourite peel-off mask, before going to bed for our beauty sleep!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045032790353947954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RgOOl9U-rTI/AAAAAAAAAf0/MWwWXHFBE1U/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Awoken by several phone calls this morning. The days of being a tai-tai will soon be over. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SADS...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-2715471538704080160?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2715471538704080160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2715471538704080160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/tai-tai-in-making.html' title='tai-tai in the making'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RgOM2tU-rPI/AAAAAAAAAfU/_sPIjpE-lFg/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5781816417987914376</id><published>2007-03-12T19:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:47:41.415+11:00</updated><title type='text'>speedin?</title><content type='html'>Haha almost a month ago i was flashed by a speed camera... and finally the notice from the traffic police came... somehow... due to good track record... i am getting off with just a warning... without the usual 4 demerits and $130 fine. whoppeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5781816417987914376?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5781816417987914376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5781816417987914376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/speedin.html' title='speedin?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5775284173745185247</id><published>2007-03-12T19:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:19:06.164+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Trippy bus ride</title><content type='html'>On Sat, decided not to drive to the IT fair so I could stone on the bus (cos i havent caught a wink of sleep since the night out at Pan Pac and New Asia Bar). Well I reckoned I wouldn't be able to get a parking lot anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, staring out of the windows, watching all the cars go by... And I thought should I ever write a book, I could do a compilation of short stories on how each car that went by each had a story of its own to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on CTE, I saw this baby so familiar sleeping soundly in the baby seat of this Volvo. Hey! isn't that my neighbour's baby son! Oh Yizhe! The cutie smartie Yizhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trippy part is when the bus turned off into Balestier. Wait a min! Isn't that my aunts and my cousins in that cab!! Hey hey I am not seeing things... I called my aunt up and she confirmed she was on her way to Sim Lim to grab Gameboy for the lil' imps. And when we were bout to reach Sim Lim, my bus stopped at a junction and there my aunts and cousins were again! Haha, i must look like an idiot waving down at the cab. Haha~ and my lil cousins who were so excited to see me waving back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you convinced I am not seeing things already? Trippy eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5775284173745185247?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5775284173745185247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5775284173745185247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/trippy-bus-ride.html' title='Trippy bus ride'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5799771514809181123</id><published>2007-03-12T18:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T19:22:14.835+11:00</updated><title type='text'>out of recluse.</title><content type='html'>Been stayin home loads. this is what my mum asked me to do one night. so i arranged whatever that fits snugly in the vase now.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040939250964095970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUDimwJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/xXzRTQTaVDs/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and i guess fri was officially i stepped outta the hse in a week. met rowe at suntec for the IT fair. bt knowin the fair would be packed and we hadn't eaten, we decided on some dim sum at marina sq's centre stage. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040942278916039730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUGS2wJ5DI/AAAAAAAAAek/FDzV9u_87t4/s200/PICT2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040940148612260866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUEW2wJ5AI/AAAAAAAAAeM/qQLJ89mYTPQ/s200/PICT2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With all the carbo waiting to be transformed into energy, we strutted off to the IT fair. checked out counters that we were interested in. Casio, FujiFilm, Pentax, Canon cos i wanted a new camera. HP for rowe's printer, Creative for my speakers + subwoofer, and some counter for external hard disk.&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;p&gt;Here I am checking out the creative speakers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040941703390422034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUFxWwJ5BI/AAAAAAAAAeU/ioeA7rtSxcg/s200/PICT2219.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And rowe yacking on the phone.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040942145772053538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUGLGwJ5CI/AAAAAAAAAec/c46YtC72FF0/s200/PICT2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Being squashed trying to reach the counter to place my order for my seagate hard disk. But somehow I still look happy cos the price is really reasonable.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040942674053030978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUGp2wJ5EI/AAAAAAAAAes/EJ-01AaZOVc/s200/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After getting my hard disk, Rowe &amp; I were so dehydrated we needed h2o so we headed down to Congress for dinner. We were deciding what to get, then Nick wanted a external hard disk as well. So off we went back after dinner to get it. And guess what, the queue is so bad we practically had to walk sideways like crabs. So in the midst of the stuffiness and smell of sweat... we drown ourselves in our fave hobby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040943928183481426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUHy2wJ5FI/AAAAAAAAAe0/-IDyvmARz8o/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040944069917402210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUH7GwJ5GI/AAAAAAAAAe8/rvpC_R6rWc0/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040944387744982130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUINmwJ5HI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4Wuo4q5wrMI/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Spent up to 4 hours at the fair, managed to get only Nick and my hard disk and rowe's router before the fair closed. A last pic before we headed over to Pan Pacific Keyaki's Bar to meet Nick and sm other people.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040944636853085314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUIcGwJ5II/AAAAAAAAAfM/5rMMBveZ8Uc/s200/PICT2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rowe left after a drink and I headed over to New Asia Bar with the others. Since Kelly had a room at Pan Pacific, headed back to her room to chill after the Bar closed and dear Nick fell asleep. Haa, so 7am, I grabbed a cab home to freshen up before having to meet Rowe for another round of IT fair. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rowe got her Creative Mp3 player and her HP all-in-one printer while i got the Creative speakers + subwoofer. Purposely got the subwoofer for some good bass which will really hype up my trance tracks. Since I get no rave in Singapore, I shall do it in the comfort of my own room. Hmm, my parquet flooring with some J&amp;amp;J powder should do good for my own shuffling frenzy. Or maybe I should just use socks or my mum will be thinking what the hell her daughter is doing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, my subwoofer aint working! And I gotta lug that damn thing back to Marina Sq. Not happy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5799771514809181123?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5799771514809181123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5799771514809181123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/out-of-recluse.html' title='out of recluse.'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RfUDimwJ4-I/AAAAAAAAAd8/xXzRTQTaVDs/s72-c/Image011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4517216955407789426</id><published>2007-03-11T20:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:01:35.149+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>go away...</title><content type='html'>u irritating itch... my eyes will soon be gorged out of its sockets should it decide to get so itchy every night while i am in the midst of sleep. my cornea will soon be washed thin by the umpteen times I drip eyedrops into my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in the morn i would wake with puffed-up red eyes. and i have no idea when is this vicious cycle gonna end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, why did it even start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4517216955407789426?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4517216955407789426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4517216955407789426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/go-away.html' title='go away...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5480246086503840203</id><published>2007-03-05T02:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T03:20:49.830+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Burnt by the sun</title><content type='html'>Just caught a very nice show on arts central. A russian film titled "Burnt By The Sun". Bout a ex-militant caught between the war and his family. Those cruel times of war undoubtedly casting questions of humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/classics/burntbysun/burntbysun.html"&gt;http://www.sonypictures.com/classics/burntbysun/burntbysun.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the cast starring the director and his daughter, Nikita Mikhalkov and Nadia Mikhalkov along with Ingeborga Dapkounaite. For a moment i am thankful i don't have such long names. Cos as a young kid i think i would even have trouble learning how to spell it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038100198462565778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RertcAAvrZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zf78qm_-X3c/s200/nikitanadiaingeborga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;and before my last cny house-visit at aunt linda's place whom took such good care of me while i was doing part-time work at bods.bodynits, i decided a change of my laptop wallpaper would be refreshing. jus trying to buy time... killing boredom is another way to describe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038103492702481842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RerwbwAvrbI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tYHQAesb3RQ/s200/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and for no reason, i wanted audrey hepburn on my wallpaper. love it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and so... the end of yet another cny... with a lunar solar eclipse.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5480246086503840203?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5480246086503840203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5480246086503840203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/burnt-by-sun.html' title='Burnt by the sun'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RertcAAvrZI/AAAAAAAAAdk/zf78qm_-X3c/s72-c/nikitanadiaingeborga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-3419520471926673438</id><published>2007-03-04T02:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T03:02:53.578+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>judge me.. stranger</title><content type='html'>i never cared how people really judge me... cos they are in no position to. they are strangers. do they know me? so go ahead. i dun give a damn. okay, if u judge me right in my flaws, i accept it. but if whatever u judged about is to the contrary, so be it. I know myself I don't have to prove it to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i hate it when people close to you judge me like strangers. "what would people say" who cares what people say. why do you care what people say as long as u trust in me. apparently, you don't. cos u care more bout how others would place there judgment on you after placing theirs on me. i hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wonder i love being in a land where i know no1. true friends are good. others, go ahead and bitch... i don't care. u mean nothing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bottomline is... i jus can't take it when people u care about jus can't accept u for what u are and what u're doing. it sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-3419520471926673438?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3419520471926673438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3419520471926673438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/judge-me-stranger.html' title='judge me.. stranger'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4479463339022952970</id><published>2007-03-04T02:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T02:47:51.850+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>i see the sun...</title><content type='html'>back to those days where i would go out in the day and refuse to head out after the sun sets. parents should be pretty happy bout that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 nights ago while i was about to retire to my room since there was nothing nice on tv... nick came online and asked if i wanna go for a spin. and being so bored and wide awake at midnight... of cos i said yes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037721081699347794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RemUogAvrVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pP6Iogz2-sM/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is an accidental shot while waiting for nick at his office building to properly park his car before heading up to his office to grab some emails. Sigh... MC = No MC&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thereafter, we made our way into JB where suddenly everything is just in bahasa melayu. funky... haha i haven been into JB for the longest time ever. here is nick at the mom &amp; pop store. he has totally no idea i took this pic. hehe~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037722172621040994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RemVoAAvrWI/AAAAAAAAAdE/q6ryhI0Jsz0/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yesterday nite... nick was supposed to collect some stuff fr the industrial estate near my place, so after he was done circling around the area trying to find that place hidden in an obscure corner supposedly, we headed down to gardens for dinner where we met shan. out with 2 on MC while i am on self-proclaimed leave. nick wants beer so we had a bucket. never had alcohol in like 2 weeks since i refused to head to anywhere for alcohol since the cny.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then i met TR for supper at Jalan Kayu. and not long after dinner, i could still eat prata and beehoon goreng! woah... it has been a long time since my appetite is this good after coming back from melbourne! I totally love it! Gosh, i jus love eating. And now my tummy is growling for more beehoon goreng but my bum screams "stay put"! oh well... i shall listen to my bum. cos i haven been heading to the gym and that's no good when i eat too much. I am jus not blessed like people who can eat without guilt and never put on any weight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4479463339022952970?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4479463339022952970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4479463339022952970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-see-sun.html' title='i see the sun...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RemUogAvrVI/AAAAAAAAAc8/pP6Iogz2-sM/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7796046014706243736</id><published>2007-03-01T03:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T04:04:09.696+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tour guide once again</title><content type='html'>Had my 1st job interview today... all the way at Alexandra Rd with Microsoft. My corp wear finally put to use. Just love pencil skirts! Especially when it is grey pinstrip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036626895126764626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWxedY1nFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LVhLZ9v1aeQ/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Since it was raining so heavily and I didn't wanna drive... Daddy offered me a ride and even waited for me to be done with the interview so he can drive me down to Vivo to meet Rowe while he &amp; mum had dinner there. My interview went really well but the job's just not for me though. Especially the travelling time just to get to and fro from work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And why meet Rowe? cos she brought another batch of SOKA university Jap exchange students to Sentosa. And I was to meet her to help guide them to Chinatown. Bad weather for Chinatown though. Had dinner at People's Park Hawker Centre, walked down Pagoda St and walked towards Boat Quay. Thankfully all of us had umbrellas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sent them back to the Lion City Hotel but Kevin was only going to be down in half an hr so Rowe, Sherry (Rowe's cuz) and I headed to Singapore Post Centre for some Coffee Bean. To kill time, we took out the old-school toys we bought at Chinatown to play. The pick-up sticks, 5-stones and animal chess!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036628677538192482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWzGNY1nGI/AAAAAAAAAbw/RQZXCEozAsI/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Cam-shy Sherry won the round of pick-up sticks. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036629291718515826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWzp9Y1nHI/AAAAAAAAAb4/d62jdVMyJHE/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Reading intently at the chinese instructions to refresh myself on the rules of the game. Hey though I may suffer from mild dementia but you can't blame me... Haven't played animal chess since lower primary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036630056222694546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReW0WdY1nJI/AAAAAAAAAcI/qXzBE5Cku-w/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sherry &amp; I deep in thoughts devising strategy... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036631044065172658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReW1P9Y1nLI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PGjW_FnkylA/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Kevin arrived while we were making so much noise playing 5-stones and he just quietly studied.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036630653223148706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReW05NY1nKI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/xjWyW400QMs/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Rowe won in 5-stones and I won animal chess! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036629583776291970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWz69Y1nII/AAAAAAAAAcA/5_G3upuXMWs/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair &amp;amp; square... we were all happy winners!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7796046014706243736?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7796046014706243736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7796046014706243736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/03/tour-guide-once-again.html' title='tour guide once again'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWxedY1nFI/AAAAAAAAAbo/LVhLZ9v1aeQ/s72-c/Image010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6378669937939574535</id><published>2007-02-27T18:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:40:03.867+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chingay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Chingay 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The last time I went to watch Chingay was so long ago I can't remember when except for the fact that I was really young. And when you are young your parents would bring you for such stuff just to amuse you. I remember standing outside the old Wisma facing Tangs waiting for all the brightly-lit floats to go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when Rowe told me she had tickets for Chingay and asked if I wanna go... Of cos I said yes! Cos, haha~ no squeezing with the crowds. But our tickets did not entitle us to those tierd seats, it jus allows us to be enter beyond the barricades and sit on tar roads alongside the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked myself at Shaw and had to go through all the obstacles just to get to Somerset. And upon reaching, Rowe said she had to accompany the bunch of Japanese SOKA exchange students to Dhoby Ghaut Stn instead. So I took the train fr Somerset to Dhoby Ghaut. From there, we slowly ushered the Japanese to Centrepoint... We kept doing head-counts along the way cos we just cannot afford to lose those Japanese teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036624812067626034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWvlNY1nDI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VrurqUR-Qk4/s200/PICT2214.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;With the nice one who gave me the extra ticket&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036615779751402258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWnXdY1mxI/AAAAAAAAAX0/qcvu0iG1fBY/s200/PICT2213.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The 'in' and 'outsiders' &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036625104125402178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWv2NY1nEI/AAAAAAAAAaM/LoSRs2a1Dc4/s200/PICT2217.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The kaleidoscope of colours and lights&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036623463447895058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWuWtY1nBI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Fj3MffIQFRs/s200/Image020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah she is tall, and the guys at the bottom have to move her around while she balance herself up there.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036616978047277890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWodNY1m0I/AAAAAAAAAYM/4w0z7wdRgNQ/s200/PICT2232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Sexy...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036618099033742162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWpedY1m1I/AAAAAAAAAYU/kl9r-pVX1hI/s200/PICT2224.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Boys! Didn't your mama tell u never to play with fire? &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036618494170733410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWp1dY1m2I/AAAAAAAAAYc/5-cIXjf6N-s/s200/PICT2251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dong Dong Dong Chiang!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036618837768117106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWqJdY1m3I/AAAAAAAAAYk/fYuQ-od7EZk/s200/PICT2249.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Me &amp; my big head&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036619138415827842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWqa9Y1m4I/AAAAAAAAAYs/Mu9P_Xa3laQ/s200/PICT2221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mitsui was so sporting he danced with the NUS hip-hoppers!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036619524962884498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWqxdY1m5I/AAAAAAAAAY0/knnX_TqOXdw/s200/Image022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The exchange students definitely went wild when the Japanese Association of Singapore and SOKA paraded past!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036620225042553762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWraNY1m6I/AAAAAAAAAY8/OJIax9BUZW4/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Rowe with her funky mummy who paraded with SOKA.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036620684604054450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWr09Y1m7I/AAAAAAAAAZE/5SUbzoLOgzk/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We accompanied the jappies for hip hop street dancing outside heeren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036621530712611778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWsmNY1m8I/AAAAAAAAAZM/CrVk4u3m9Qs/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;And then we moved on to Paragon for Mambo! Look at this old pek pek dancing on the stage and his shirt is half soaked in sweat! Okay he don't look dancey in the pic... But he was really grooving...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036621955914374098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWs-9Y1m9I/AAAAAAAAAZU/4f3Bh_hAS-g/s200/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lots of confetti on the floor!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036622303806725090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWtTNY1m-I/AAAAAAAAAZc/uvfXL_uuEVM/s200/Image030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We were getting tired from the dancing as well... And our tops were erm... getting quite wet too...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036622625929272306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWtl9Y1m_I/AAAAAAAAAZk/quOmVksRUhs/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Made our way back to Shaw to get the car and headed to Newton Circus for a cold sugarcane drink to replenish our body liquid and some oyster omelette and bbq stingray and the calories burnt. And finally home for the long-awaited shower!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6378669937939574535?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6378669937939574535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6378669937939574535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/chingay-2007.html' title='Chingay 2007'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/ReWvlNY1nDI/AAAAAAAAAaE/VrurqUR-Qk4/s72-c/PICT2214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4529562446615940081</id><published>2007-02-26T21:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T03:41:56.180+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Bali or Melb?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went down to town to get the car seat i wanted... but! BOTH NO LONGER THERE! SOLD! pootsy pootsy me! Ting wants me to visit her in Melb in March... and she knows i miss Melb loads too... And Rowe planning to go to Bali in about a week's time and i wanna go too! I haven't been to Bali since a decade ago... and I only jus got back fr Melb 2 mths ago and will most prob be gg back to Melb in Oct if Rowe is having her convocation there. How?! Hows?! Howsz?! On one hand i really would love holidaying in Bali but on the other hand i wanna go Melb and look for ditzy Ting and enjoy the cool weather!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously nothing is stopping me... nothing except the very impt issue of $$$$$$$$$$$$$$$... i nv wished for loads of $$... bt now i do! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is Dan's Dad's Bday and he invited me for dinner with him, Dajiu (Dan's uncle) and Kristin (Dan's sis) for dinner at Jack's place. Dan's mum had dinner appt with her colleagues and couldnt be there. Freaking full dinner! I had the steak &amp; catfish combo... with lobster soup, mango jelly with ice-cream and blackforest cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so comical when they accidentally played the wedding song instead of the bday song after bringing out the birthday cake! Imagine how ticklish Kristin and I got that we had to muffle out our own laughter with our palms! Dan's dad is kinda shy when we hummed to the bday song. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dajiu &amp; Uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036105623535983330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RePXYdY1muI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C7fvFMmLANY/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Happy Birthday Uncle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036106018672974578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RePXvdY1mvI/AAAAAAAAAXc/E5PZ7wqud3c/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4529562446615940081?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4529562446615940081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4529562446615940081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/bali-or-melb.html' title='Bali or Melb?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RePXYdY1muI/AAAAAAAAAXU/C7fvFMmLANY/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4849335720820751003</id><published>2007-02-21T18:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T19:02:44.589+11:00</updated><title type='text'>let it go...</title><content type='html'>i guess my 3 closests should be tired from my relentless affective mood and rumbles. and i should really let it go which umpteen times i've tried knocking it into my stubborn brain. the heart and brain is so undoubtedly connected yet operates so differently. bear with me dearests, for rapids of emotions are disintegrating the once (hopefully still) mentally firm me... or was i ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;.Recovering frm my stuffy nose &amp;amp; cough&lt;br /&gt;.JK Rowling's final Harry Potter book&lt;br /&gt;.Heading back to Melb for holidays&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4849335720820751003?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4849335720820751003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4849335720820751003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/let-it-go.html' title='let it go...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-978319532703485343</id><published>2007-02-18T02:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:49:59.648+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='festive'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>reunion dinner</title><content type='html'>Got this cute top that costed me $93 at top shop.. but i likeeee~ haha bt that is sexy liting in the top not me...&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032524527102518306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdceZNli5CI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MmffdvZKqL0/s200/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and look what i stumbled upon! I wanna get for my room! so comfy!!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032524900764673074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rdceu9li5DI/AAAAAAAAAVY/oJhLTv6_ta4/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;hehe... i proudly wore my top for reunion dinner at the royal china @ raffles hotel. Mr leong, who was fr lei gardens is now workin there and he always make the most wise decisions on our entire course of meal... and we never had to look at the menu... hehe~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is our yu sheng and our lovely mummy... i love yu sheng... so healthy and mummy's so health-concious! haha~&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032525716808459330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rdcfedli5EI/AAAAAAAAAVg/KF0FJVQ5gCg/s200/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;here's the doting parents of their 2 precious daughters!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032526399708259410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcgGNli5FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/fUXQzge6qVw/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Alas, here is sis and I with our lobster noodles. pardon the puffy face... me down with dry throat and flu... on cny eve itself... sigh... and not in the mood for make-up.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032527138442634338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcgxNli5GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/mT09PSywe2w/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032527417615508594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdchBdli5HI/AAAAAAAAAV4/-NvyBfLkObw/s200/Image010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Another $450 jus went into our blessed tummies... a accidental shot of my parents lower bodies while waiting for the lift!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032527804162565250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdchX9li5II/AAAAAAAAAWA/xftqN-yquGE/s200/Image011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and the shifty pic... cos people were streaming out of the lift and my sis &amp; I got abit flustered to finish off the pic. =P&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032527971666289810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rdchhtli5JI/AAAAAAAAAWI/fvjLjghHe-Y/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;hehe changed into my new pj pants at home!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032538515811001522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcrHdli5LI/AAAAAAAAAW4/e-1h8gMpSYU/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but i cant seem to find my fave nail colors i gt from melb's ice accessories! how can i live without them... they seem to be the only colours beside black that i use ever since i got them! so oh well.. settled for a layer of matt red with an overcoat of shiny red...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032538807868777666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcrYdli5MI/AAAAAAAAAXA/_TYMo_876yE/s200/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired... drowsy med... face is so hot to the touch... definitely heatiness... i need to go sleep... but then i gotta wait for the nail colour to dry... gd nites and happy lunar new year my dearies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-978319532703485343?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/978319532703485343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/978319532703485343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/reunion-dinner.html' title='reunion dinner'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdceZNli5CI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/MmffdvZKqL0/s72-c/Image014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4085504394467376865</id><published>2007-02-18T01:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T18:51:40.330+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>butter factory never!</title><content type='html'>Jo planned to head down to butter factory then to zouk... so rowe came over to my place again and we headed to town to meet fabian and raymond for dinner at pepper lunch which should actually be pepper dinner. whatever. haha~ the jam to town was so horrendous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then met ting at Ming's cafe and off we scooted to butter... yikes... dunch like the decor... dunch like the crowd... for the 1st time Di and Jo did not drive cos they intended to get high... but hmm... haha... we were so bored... by the time we got to zouk i was yawning non-stop!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah so this is the only pic i took at butter factory.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032522040316453890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdccIdli5AI/AAAAAAAAAU4/EqcZbpgy1JM/s200/zouk160207+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; All of us are puttin the blame on Joanne!!!! If we were to hit zouk straight i guess it wouldnt have been that bad... and ting was so tired she didn't left without entering zouk. while i was doing simple shuffling this guy beside me who was desperately trying like an idiot was regurgitating some stuff to his friend who was tryin to shuffle as well. as if i am the poser though i know i am an amatuer shuffler okay!! hello! i bet they haven't even been to melbourne nor even went to a rave! still dare to stare. next time i gorge their bloody eyes out! poots! worst of all! when we were getting into the mood the club closed! SUDDEN bright lights and no more music! So wtf... we decided to hit Living Room @ Marriot but the bloody place decided to increase the age limit to 25(gals) and 28 (guys) and none of us could bloody get in... of cos... not our other friends who were all like jus there... we just hung out outside the hotel and the humidity seriously killed all of us! diane even had to strip... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so while the east-side people headed to sengpang for supper me went home lah... so bored to drive home alone back to my yck... and i had to be home anyways cos i had to get out of the house by 10am and it was already like 6am.. so yeah... here are the few pics we took... outside of zouk and marriot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032522714626319378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rdccvtli5BI/AAAAAAAAAVA/UX0efDY2Nhs/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;gonna miss all my party peeps... heading back to melb without moi... sobs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4085504394467376865?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4085504394467376865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4085504394467376865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/butter-factory-never.html' title='butter factory never!'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdccIdli5AI/AAAAAAAAAU4/EqcZbpgy1JM/s72-c/zouk160207+(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8757498877358097926</id><published>2007-02-18T01:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:55:13.791+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>v-day</title><content type='html'>i am nt the typical gurl who enjoys doing a couply or dating on on v-day. No flowers, chocs or bears! yucks! well... so rowe came over to my place to pass me the oh-so-very-nice sweet gifts she got for me during her Korea trip... used my com since her internet is down... and we bummed around and updated each other on whatever happened during that 13days she was away! hee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then she was gg to meet kevin and i 'kindly' decided to play gooseberry. Well, they were supposed to head to town bt rowe thought town was too crowded with all the people tryin to compete who has a bigger bouquet of flowers. so i thought... hey i need to desperately get a old pek pek casio watch that i saw and never manage to find it at amk or chong pang! so off we went to meet dear ol' kevin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wanted to have dinner at crystal jade and had to wait so long for a seat! sigh... so my cam-whoring nature was in replacement of boredom again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032510912056189890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcSAtli48I/AAAAAAAAAUI/v8qSOtNfPfY/s200/Image012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032511161164293074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcSPNli49I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/jGwR7Y2A3cY/s200/Image013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;so while rowe headed off to kevin's place, me went over to charm's place to head down to Cannery together. 5 free drinks for ladies at clinic and we nicely headed to down some good vodka cos the rest were taking a freaking long time to arrive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032511878423831522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcS49li4-I/AAAAAAAAAUY/M8OzbRYR-tg/s200/vday07+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;was boring at clinic so off we headed to zouk for mambo mambo! any music goes when you are high!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032513343007679474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcUONli4_I/AAAAAAAAAUg/JZCz8EKQsbI/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to balestier for boon tong kee but it was closed... so all of us headed home.. and that pretty much was it for v-day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8757498877358097926?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8757498877358097926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8757498877358097926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day.html' title='v-day'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdcSAtli48I/AAAAAAAAAUI/v8qSOtNfPfY/s72-c/Image012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1654524492027136187</id><published>2007-02-13T14:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T17:49:34.784+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Roger Sanchez @ Zouk</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;He worked the crowd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFWEdli43I/AAAAAAAAASM/D-gPgVAu358/s1600-h/PICT2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030896893411124082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFWEdli43I/AAAAAAAAASM/D-gPgVAu358/s200/PICT2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVutli42I/AAAAAAAAASE/1JrWsWt68o8/s1600-h/PICT2198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030896519748969314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVutli42I/AAAAAAAAASE/1JrWsWt68o8/s200/PICT2198.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVhNli41I/AAAAAAAAAR8/xxeACuMhkcU/s1600-h/PICT2197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030896287820735314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVhNli41I/AAAAAAAAAR8/xxeACuMhkcU/s200/PICT2197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVK9li40I/AAAAAAAAAR0/-QUdEpWffQc/s1600-h/PICT2195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030895905568645954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFVK9li40I/AAAAAAAAAR0/-QUdEpWffQc/s200/PICT2195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTftli4zI/AAAAAAAAARs/qHmtNcb9tPI/s1600-h/PICT2192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030894063027675954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTftli4zI/AAAAAAAAARs/qHmtNcb9tPI/s200/PICT2192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTTdli4yI/AAAAAAAAARk/Bg0ySQmfrHA/s1600-h/PICT2191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893852574278434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTTdli4yI/AAAAAAAAARk/Bg0ySQmfrHA/s200/PICT2191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTJ9li4xI/AAAAAAAAARc/fXrrKvN_HgQ/s1600-h/PICT2190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893689365521170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFTJ9li4xI/AAAAAAAAARc/fXrrKvN_HgQ/s200/PICT2190.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFS19li4wI/AAAAAAAAARU/AlhekuD4gRQ/s1600-h/PICT2189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030893345768137474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFS19li4wI/AAAAAAAAARU/AlhekuD4gRQ/s200/PICT2189.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFSeNli4uI/AAAAAAAAARE/cE9YDneCg18/s1600-h/PICT2178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030892937746244322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFSeNli4uI/AAAAAAAAARE/cE9YDneCg18/s200/PICT2178.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFSKtli4tI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dKwii_HVrwE/s1600-h/PICT2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030892602738795218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFSKtli4tI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/dKwii_HVrwE/s200/PICT2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFR-dli4sI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6_7ZkhVS4wU/s1600-h/PICT2174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030892392285397698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFR-dli4sI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/6_7ZkhVS4wU/s200/PICT2174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFR1dli4rI/AAAAAAAAAQs/U55bOXd1g5U/s1600-h/PICT2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030892237666575026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFR1dli4rI/AAAAAAAAAQs/U55bOXd1g5U/s200/PICT2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;inappropriate? screwed? whatever! for i tot friends nv part... and dos words hurt...&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/17042131-1654524492027136187?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1654524492027136187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1654524492027136187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/roger-sanchez-zouk.html' title='Roger Sanchez @ Zouk'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RdFWEdli43I/AAAAAAAAASM/D-gPgVAu358/s72-c/PICT2171.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-8451578600849884574</id><published>2007-02-09T18:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T17:18:20.884+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>moi day!</title><content type='html'>had a really jolly good time yest. you don't need a lot of people... all you need is a bunch of friends you really love... my melbies!! (tho it wld hv been better if sm other lovelies were with me and nt overseas but i shall nt be greedy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029476504776663714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcxKO9li4qI/AAAAAAAAAQI/4UIOaCNm70U/s320/CIMG3878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029476247078625938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcxJ_9li4pI/AAAAAAAAAQA/BuI9R3CpKTw/s320/CIMG3880.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029476019445359234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcxJytli4oI/AAAAAAAAAP4/TVGHYstuFzE/s320/CIMG3898.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029475276416016994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcxJHdli4mI/AAAAAAAAAPo/p3hun7m9u9A/s320/CIMG3909.JPG" border="0" /&gt; we chilled out in our room at &lt;span&gt;hangout@mt.emily&lt;/span&gt;. vodka anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029445993328992514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwue9li4QI/AAAAAAAAAKw/jWLD854U2Xw/s400/080207+(20).JPG" border="0" /&gt;ok... jevon's mix is too strong... ting says yikes and charm's gleeful the drink is not hers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029447316178919698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwvr9li4RI/AAAAAAAAAK4/2J_w9kRhJmI/s320/CIMG3884.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous? charm kiss me, nt u.. wahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029431755512406066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwhiNli4DI/AAAAAAAAAJI/P2aZ5vdh9YI/s320/080207+(21).JPG" border="0" /&gt;jevon's yet again signature tongue-out picture taking pose&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029448724928192802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcww99li4SI/AAAAAAAAALA/ZMFqjiCYADQ/s320/CIMG3888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Darren and Jevon making me the female 'dai biao'. Am i ah lian enough? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029440564490330290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwpi9li4LI/AAAAAAAAAKI/fI3yZvgCmNg/s320/080207+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aren't they lovely... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029433928765857874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwjgtli4FI/AAAAAAAAAJY/hRYiM49eHhU/s320/080207+(22).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we headed up to the lookout on the rooftop for my favourite tiramisu cake which they got from mezza9, Hyatt hotel!! I love the lookout! Quaint lil place!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029436711904665698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwmCtli4GI/AAAAAAAAAJg/TcsQEnQbHl8/s320/080207+(27).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Dong! Dong! Dong! 12midnight! Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to me! Happy birthday to meeeee! Happy birthday to meeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029438004689821810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwnN9li4HI/AAAAAAAAAJo/pINtZ__TFfY/s320/080207+(31).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029439830050922642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwo4Nli4JI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/5j-X-nOdnAo/s320/080207+(35).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029440031914385570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwpD9li4KI/AAAAAAAAAKA/plPDxq8Pq6o/s320/080207+(36).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029441449253593282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwqWdli4MI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/jYwGvI8Wh8o/s320/080207+(38).JPG" border="0" /&gt; Was hand-feeding everyone then Di &amp; Jo arrived and we went downstairs for more cake-feeding and vodka! thanks to jevon, charm and ting had special cream-care facial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey di, the camera's not there? or my red-shot face emitting too much heat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029453049960260002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw05tli4aI/AAAAAAAAAMA/R-Hv7ixNYIs/s320/080207+(52).JPG" border="0" /&gt;jo decided to be less mean towards me. afterall, its my day isnt it? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw6i9li4jI/AAAAAAAAANI/YOYQ0QcdfnQ/s1600-h/080207+(53).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029459256188002866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw6i9li4jI/AAAAAAAAANI/YOYQ0QcdfnQ/s320/080207+(53).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029445555242328306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwuFdli4PI/AAAAAAAAAKo/BAfyhS3h8N8/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;but ting gave me the special package...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029444584579719394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwtM9li4OI/AAAAAAAAAKg/VT6Y1RqF4V8/s320/080207+(55).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, after a shower... off we go to zouk!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwxydli4TI/AAAAAAAAALI/MmEMpzT3v1w/s1600-h/080207+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029449626871324978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwxydli4TI/AAAAAAAAALI/MmEMpzT3v1w/s320/080207+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029450326950994242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwybNli4UI/AAAAAAAAALQ/nUA3j2GssEs/s320/080207+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029450954016219474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwy_tli4VI/AAAAAAAAALY/zP-WSIcv63c/s320/080207+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029451181649486178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwzM9li4WI/AAAAAAAAALg/vgsg0ggx9v4/s320/080207+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029451392102883698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcwzZNli4XI/AAAAAAAAALo/b7uayAej6WA/s320/080207+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i was kinda high... look at what i attempted... scaling great heights for some dancing with my chio'est sis... haha &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029451941858697602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcwz5Nli4YI/AAAAAAAAALw/-DNADeORWJE/s320/CIMG3927.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;truly the best birthday ever... all thanks to you guys... love u all loads! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029452388535296402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw0TNli4ZI/AAAAAAAAAL4/luFF6KUSzLA/s320/CIMG3921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;sunrise on the lookout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029454969810641346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw2pdli4cI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/l2Ux27OFOFw/s320/080207+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;evening, dearest daddy flew back especially to treat us to some Italian fine dining at La Strada Ristoriante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029455657005408722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw3Rdli4dI/AAAAAAAAAMY/1omvYno89cQ/s320/080207+(59).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029455910408479202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw3gNli4eI/AAAAAAAAAMg/8p0DWqzo-yc/s320/080207+(60).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See how my sis &amp; I are enjoying dinner at a hefty price of $330...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Back home, sweet Daniel ordered a cake for me before he left for China and dearest Kelvin picked it up and delivered it to my place on behalf of Daniel. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029456528883769842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw4ENli4fI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Olj7BgfW1nk/s320/080207+(61).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;say OOh... chocolate banana... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029456859596251650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw4Xdli4gI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lOeT0N9IciQ/s320/080207+(62).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ode of the Yong family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029457963402846754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw5Xtli4iI/AAAAAAAAANA/2XZo95ech4c/s320/080207+(64).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029457576855790098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rcw5BNli4hI/AAAAAAAAAM4/b1S2kLImZ5c/s320/080207+(65).JPG" border="0" /&gt;with that and a call from rowe in Korea... a great start for turning 23... for i am thankful for all the lovely people who dote on me... friends and family... *hugs* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-8451578600849884574?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8451578600849884574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/8451578600849884574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/moi-day.html' title='moi day!'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcxKO9li4qI/AAAAAAAAAQI/4UIOaCNm70U/s72-c/CIMG3878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4671225546957602621</id><published>2007-02-06T04:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T04:29:38.351+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>fortune cookie says...</title><content type='html'>stop searching for happiness...&lt;br /&gt;it is just right beside you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for that moment...&lt;br /&gt;the orange flavoured fortune cookie made me really delightful...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4671225546957602621?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4671225546957602621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4671225546957602621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/fortune-cookie-says.html' title='fortune cookie says...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-1341226932565936912</id><published>2007-02-06T04:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T04:07:50.316+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>be der...</title><content type='html'>stationed in between the state of conciousness and unconciousness... only one thing could make you feel a tad more at ease... having someone to fall back on... having someone to hold your hand till you fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because at that point in time, you desperately needed someone to be by your side to aid you in your every need. for... you may not have the strength to call out for anyone when you need them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that person today... is my sweetest mum... whom i totally heart... though i detest the ways she impose on me to be that sweet stay-home gentle goodie gurl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for... she loves me all the same... and i will too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-1341226932565936912?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1341226932565936912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/1341226932565936912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/be-der.html' title='be der...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-5148026051322680992</id><published>2007-02-03T19:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T19:46:35.058+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Whatever happened to chill?</title><content type='html'>Ting and I decided to settle for a night of chill. So, met her and some others at Far East for dinner. Somehow, everyone just could not settle on a place to go. Her chum, Darren &amp; his whole gang of guys wanna head to power house, her sis, Lina &amp;amp; her friends wanna head to Home and both of us just wanna find a place to sit cos we are kinda tired from lack of sleep and wanted to check out Dempsey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are, loitering outside Far East cos we are all being indecisive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027218846680697186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRE59yNSWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WHHgbnCMhnQ/s200/dempsey.home.JPG" border="0" /&gt;In the end, Lina &amp; her friends decided to head to Dempsey with us. We checked ourselves into P.S Cafe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027220440113564018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRGWtyNSXI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kqAq9ehEKsw/s200/dempsey.home+(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027221174552971666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRHBdyNSZI/AAAAAAAAAIE/uPk17fUxcCk/s200/dempsey.home+(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Somehow, Ting's elder sis, Lishan has a friend who could get us into Home for free for Decemberist's album launch and off to Home we went. Introducing the funky sisters! Whole night of hopping and jumping and silly moves got me sweaty but I enjoyed the calorie burning! Tried a sip of Asahi Black. I likeeeeeeee! But couldn't help myself to too much cos' i am a responsible driver! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027221900402444706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRHrtyNSaI/AAAAAAAAAIM/S134uTVf6X0/s200/dempsey.home+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027222802345576882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRIgNyNSbI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vxwJMfQNdOw/s200/dempsey.home+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027223042863745474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRIuNyNScI/AAAAAAAAAIc/HMIycv2poHg/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Received a msg from Diane saying that Wine Network at Dempsey is closed and Hacienda is so noisy. Said they had friends who could bring us into Velvet... So off me &amp;amp; Ting went since Home was getting empty. And I was in the mood for club-hopping.... teehee... &lt;p&gt;From Velvet we moved onto Zouk for Ewan Pearson and somehow Darren and his friends did not head to power house and settled for Zouk. The more the merrier. haha. Left at past 5am... Goodness... Whatever happened to our night of chill Diane asked and I said... I have totally no idea as well... It just became a night of club-hop. *Shrugs shoulders* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-5148026051322680992?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5148026051322680992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/5148026051322680992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/whatever-happened-to-chill.html' title='Whatever happened to chill?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RcRE59yNSWI/AAAAAAAAAHs/WHHgbnCMhnQ/s72-c/dempsey.home.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4507913712760604457</id><published>2007-02-01T01:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T00:41:01.615+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne'/><title type='text'>road trip?</title><content type='html'>Just realised all my other 3 housemates visit tasmania with their families before returning to sg except moi~ me nt happy... parents didn't wanna go partly because they went to sydney before coming to melb, not that interested and grandparents were travelling with them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I thought... eh... Rowe has got her driver's licence already! So we can go on road trips together when we are (probably) going to Melb in Oct! Haha, now i don't have to be the lone driver. Because in tasmania, u probably drive 7hours to get from one place to another. shall go Melb for her convocation, maybe visit gold coast and tasmania if we have saved up enough $$$$$. Yipee! Missing the interesting hook turns in Melb city (where you keep left in order to turn right), the pitch dark freeways and colourful reflectors and probably one of those rare times you get to turn on high beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the shopping! JaysJays, Supre, Dotti, Cotton On, Grab Jeans, Glassons, Forever New, Mink Pink, Dangerfield and my favourite VALLEY GIRL!!!! Oh and all those vintage wear and bargains you chance upon. Local designers! Plus warehouse sales!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited now! Oh meanwhile... narrows down to the issue of getting a job and saving up again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4507913712760604457?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4507913712760604457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4507913712760604457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/02/road-trip.html' title='road trip?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6600073430579029876</id><published>2007-01-31T03:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T04:47:15.053+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title type='text'>Feeling like a tourist</title><content type='html'>Very good weather for scouring Chinatown for quirkish stuff! No blazing hot sun! The 1st shop we headed in immediately after exiting the Chinatown train station, both rowe &amp; i bought a vintage retro dress and i got another batik-print tube dress. The latter cost me only $15! It is a haven for retro and vintage clothes lovers and they are so reasonably-priced. Around $40-$50 before discounts for our vintage retro dress only cost us $35 after 30% discount. Best part... one piece for each color for the dress we got... rowe &amp;amp; i already bought 2 colours so which means only another lucky gurl would be having the same dress as us and it wouldn't even be the same colur. teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rowe gasping at the crowd while I am just posing for the picture:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025876489012070658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-ACdyNSQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nc63eN12Rnc/s200/Chinatown300107+(10).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025876304328476914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb9_3tyNSPI/AAAAAAAAAF0/c-FbFsi76AA/s200/Chinatown300107+(9).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Had lunch at the quirky heritage restaurant owned by Alvin Koh aka Porridge King. The Ah Gong Char Mee is delightful! We also ordered the curry in the bamboo which is according to the menu, more healthy than the usual curry and the drink, black widow, which is supposedly good for the complexion. They actually dropped in a effervescent vitamin which we were told to wait till it sizzles out before we attempt to drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025869823222827106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb95-dyNSGI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vxAsSMG1S-o/s200/Chinatown300107+(12).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025870222654785650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb96VtyNSHI/AAAAAAAAAE0/dywjkpo88WA/s200/Chinatown300107+(13).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025870441698117762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb96idyNSII/AAAAAAAAAE8/a98X769j9bo/s200/Chinatown300107+(14).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025870781000534162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb962NyNSJI/AAAAAAAAAFE/ZVfXO6Kaa00/s200/Chinatown300107+(17).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025871189022427298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb97N9yNSKI/AAAAAAAAAFM/XzQj_MIJbB4/s200/Chinatown300107+(18).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025871536914778290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb97iNyNSLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/I2Px78v8fsI/s200/Chinatown300107+(16).JPG" border="0" /&gt;After lunch, sourced around for cheap souvenirs cos dear rowe has to prepare a-taste-of-singapore souvenirs for 70 participants for the Youth Asean convention in Korea. Chanced upon a corner store and decided to sit down for some henna tattoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting mine done:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025872786750261442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb98q9yNSMI/AAAAAAAAAFc/0nUnAyPcpb0/s200/Chinatown300107+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;And whalaa... beauuutiifuull hands... plus... beautiful 'zit' in between our brows!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025873508304767186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb99U9yNSNI/AAAAAAAAAFk/sCMlqLkGvpQ/s200/Chinatown300107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Continued our tour and gosh... cny goodies everywhere. Wanted to buy a few jelly snacks and the guy just keep piling my bag with more. Ended up with freaking 4kg worth of jelly and both of us got a hell of a shock when the guy told me it costs $70! For 100gm costs $1.80! Before I even paid he started piling like 1kg of freebies into the orange bag. What the deuce... Bargained and ended up paying $66. Now... the lugging of that 5kg is so gonna train up my arm muscles... Sigh... they probably bullied me cos' we are xiao jie[s] (how they address us), look easy to bully... unlike aunties. So learnt my lesson... Must start brushing up on such skills seriously. This is also part of self-defence! Defending my $$!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The EXPENSIVE goodies:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025877850516703538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-BRtyNSTI/AAAAAAAAAGU/bx1643ecXLc/s200/Chinatown300107+(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025877648653240610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-BF9yNSSI/AAAAAAAAAGM/ks6qKBbMiro/s200/Chinatown300107+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Decided to get outta that area. Headed down to people's park for some sugarcane... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do I look nice in my fako specs? Love the tootsy look =p &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025878288603367746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-BrNyNSUI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Ln3VrE2E4xI/s200/Chinatown300107+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025878490466830674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-B29yNSVI/AAAAAAAAAGk/LI8dJSbjxAw/s200/Chinatown300107+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6600073430579029876?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6600073430579029876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6600073430579029876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/feeling-like-tourist.html' title='Feeling like a tourist'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb-ACdyNSQI/AAAAAAAAAF8/nc63eN12Rnc/s72-c/Chinatown300107+(10).jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-6138062109818269252</id><published>2007-01-30T03:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T04:17:54.775+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday DingDong Ting!</title><content type='html'>Due to a TMC-gathering BBQ that dear Ms Cheelin so painfully singlehandedly planned at Pasir Ris Park on Sat evening... Gave Cafe Del Mar a miss with my ding dong partner. But it is okay... I gave her time to Darren cos she is so freaking happy that he is back from Melb for holidays. Hmm... do I sound as if I am like relieving my pangs of guilt for not gg to CDM? Pics of the bbq will only be posted after I get it off Ms Cheelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rowe stayed over aft the bbq as we wanted to borrow winter stuff for her Korea trip where she is representing Singapore Youth Council in some Asean thingy! We watched Devil Wears Prada but towards the end of the movie we both we so tired we retired to bed past 5 in the morning. Unknowingly, we slept till past 1pm (a very gd slp that I hadn't have for many nights which Rowe attributed to her presence) and finished up the movie after a good lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sun evening, wanted to head over to Dempsey road but apparently only I knew how to drive there... Hey I was in Melb too... Doesnt mean you guys spent too much time in Melb that you forgot how to look up Singapore Street Directory which is so much smaller and easier to use than Melway! Poots! So headed to Robertson Quay for BrusselSprouts but Jevon complained it was too bright and we finally settled on Mohammad Sultan's En Lounge which I was kinda underdressed for I was in shorts but who cares. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ting was treated to a Flaming Lamborgini:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025495538297817122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4lkNyNSCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/H4_fZtgCeEk/s200/enlounge.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eyes glued on soccer:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025496783838332978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4mstyNSDI/AAAAAAAAAEE/ht7uxrdgz2U/s200/enlounge+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt;With the Bday gurl:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025497617061988418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4ndNyNSEI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lRsFAj_vPls/s200/enlounge+(9).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ting with 'wawaweewa' Jason:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025499575567075410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4pPNyNSFI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cDf8PJ0pqe0/s200/enlounge+(5).JPG" border="0" /&gt;A convoy of 5 cars left for some hokkien mee at along Changi Road but it was closed. Wanted some 'zhi cha' but not much was left. So headed over to Al-Ameen where upon our grand "al-fresco" seating, the shop started blasting hip-hop r&amp;b music! Haa 1st time ever! Had my Beehoon Goreng Basar, my fave Al-Ameen Cheese Mushroom Prata and the usual Teh Halia! Ting was still high when we left the place. I was just very sober. Even saw sparks flying when this car in front of me on CTE scraped his car rims along the kerbs. Fenglan and I overtook the vehicle and stole glances at the driver. An uncle who is in his 40s maybe who looked drunk and blur. Drunk on a Sunday night when Mon is a working day?? Maybe he was just superbly tired. Got home and could not get to sleep... for the Teh Halia kept me wide awake! How?! No more teh halia during supper... But me only go mamak stores for supper. =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its playing Jason Mraz's Life is Beautiful on radio now... Instant flashback of times where Ting &amp;amp; I are seated at the back of Jevon's previous Nissan with the sun roof open, Michael singing indulgently while Jevon nicely cruised us along the streets of Melbourne and the clear skies, cool breezes. MELBOURNE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-6138062109818269252?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6138062109818269252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/6138062109818269252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-dingdong-ting.html' title='Happy Birthday DingDong Ting!'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4lkNyNSCI/AAAAAAAAAD8/H4_fZtgCeEk/s72-c/enlounge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-3127763335946196257</id><published>2007-01-30T02:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T03:36:42.655+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>new dress + new hp</title><content type='html'>Since mummy was heading to town today... tagged along since I needed to pick up the new collection to my vintage wears! But before that, we had lunch at Toa Payoh and she picked up a cute little native african drinking bowl for me which is so cute! I shall use it for my accessories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025489585473144850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4gJtyNSBI/AAAAAAAAADo/XsEBhhxHJ6k/s200/30-01-07_0032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And for the 1st time, wore my ebay-bought bubble pinafore dress accessorised with my grandma tan leather bag from K-Mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025483258986317810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4aZdyNR_I/AAAAAAAAADY/u3DA4zOMAoo/s200/29-01-07_1120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mummy got me a new hp for me birthday. Mine's black cos mummy has the white. Hmm seems like us mother and daughter always happen to have similar phones. 1st the Nokia8250, Samsung silver clamshells, Samsung black slide phones and currently, Nokia6288.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025487485234137090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4ePdyNSAI/AAAAAAAAADg/5QKVLaVe4dw/s200/29-01-07_2358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Sigh... now I have gotta get use to using Nokia again cos prior to this was using a Samsung and the well-received pink Motorola V3X. And while people are continuously signing up and extending their hp contracts for the latest phone models, I, on the other hand, has not been on contract ever since May 2006. Woohoo... That is like about a year and a half? Somehow I have never gone for gadgety phones that would cost me a bomb. Just something reasonably-priced and easy to use. Cos all I really need is msging, calling and a tad of camera functions. Oh and the occasional calculator and alarm. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now... what I really need is a new camera for a cam-whore like me. My Konica-Minolta is dying on me ever since I dropped it at Acid Bar. Or perhaps what I really need is a job for the salary would make it possible for a new camera. Oh well... soon soon...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and puleeze do try out the 'Yi Kou Wei' or 'Yi Wei Kou' teochew popiah situated at the Basement 2 of Centrepoint's new extension. The shop is right opposite Soup Restaurant. I always appreciate good popiah-wrapping skills and it doesn't even fall apart when u bite off half of each piece. Enjoy peeps!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-3127763335946196257?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3127763335946196257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/3127763335946196257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-dress-new-hp.html' title='new dress + new hp'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rb4gJtyNSBI/AAAAAAAAADo/XsEBhhxHJ6k/s72-c/30-01-07_0032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-379911767899693703</id><published>2007-01-27T05:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T05:16:24.650+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Query'/><title type='text'>cheena language</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbpFbtyNR-I/AAAAAAAAADM/BtDShbixGac/s1600-h/IMG_0173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024404676734175202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbpFbtyNR-I/AAAAAAAAADM/BtDShbixGac/s320/IMG_0173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does this mean? hmpf...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-379911767899693703?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/379911767899693703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/379911767899693703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/cheena-language.html' title='cheena language'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbpFbtyNR-I/AAAAAAAAADM/BtDShbixGac/s72-c/IMG_0173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-2025856456346134261</id><published>2007-01-26T03:24:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T17:13:27.792+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>Vivo City</title><content type='html'>Rowe brought me on a shopping trip to Vivo City. Drove myself down with my mum being convinced I will lose my way. But she was so wrong! I am quite good at reading road signs and some research from the street directory prior to leaving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bought a top from Top Shop, two basics from Esprit, two from MaryJane, a pinafore dress from Red2 and nothing from Forever21. Dread going into the outlet Series cos the salespeople there are so horribly scary no matter which outlet it is. All their salespeople follow you around like a shadow and every single piece you look at or feel they will ask if you wanna try. And when you do try they keep piling you with more clothes. These push-sales are a serious-no-no! They make me never wanna shop there ever again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways we decided to have dinner at Thai Accent with a good view of Sentosa after that lil shopping exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024007899065436082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbjckNyNR7I/AAAAAAAAACk/w3w4Snfnbq0/s320/vivo230106+(7).JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024007156036093858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/Rbjb49yNR6I/AAAAAAAAACc/_DTisaJctSo/s320/vivo230106+(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024008483180988354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbjdGNyNR8I/AAAAAAAAACs/c2tU30qjV5o/s320/vivo230106+(10).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Happen to chance upon my fellow Ngee Ann Poly Ambassador while heading to the carpark!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I didn't realise till the next day while packing my shopping that I left my pinafore dress at the restaurant. Had to call up 100 to ask for the restaurant's number and thankfully they still had it. Wonder when will I be heading down to Vivo City again, so Rowe volunteered to help me collect it on Sat as she has a meeting at Pasir Panjang. Teehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-2025856456346134261?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2025856456346134261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/2025856456346134261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/vivo-city.html' title='Vivo City'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbjckNyNR7I/AAAAAAAAACk/w3w4Snfnbq0/s72-c/vivo230106+(7).JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7649588734372815864</id><published>2007-01-25T17:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T17:59:37.882+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><title type='text'>Mambo muse</title><content type='html'>A night of lancing-lancing (Jevon's version of dancing) at Zouk. Had a great tummy workout I must say... Came home feeling as if I did quite a few crunches cos of all the laughter I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously bored in the beginning at Phuture with all the youngster trying to be sexy and grinding their bodies to their partners... making out by thrusting their alcohol-dehydrated tongues into their partners mouth way too much. Seriously these people seriously do not know how to appreciate the art of french-kissing. The french kiss is passionate not like theirs like wild tongues on the loose which is obviously too grotesque to even have a glance!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moved on to the empty Velvet Underground and witness Jevon doing the hunch-back lancing till it close and back we were at Zouk. Hmm... Will mambo sign language dance fade away? The old regulars are obviously retiring and the teens are obviously still trying very hard to pick the moves up. But well, I always enjoy getting amused by watching the synchronised lyrics in-sync moves. Not only did i get a tiny tummy workout... but i came home and could finally fall asleep before daybreak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7649588734372815864?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7649588734372815864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7649588734372815864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/mambo-muse.html' title='Mambo muse'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-139011325477688277</id><published>2007-01-22T16:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T16:15:20.901+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>Another wkday. Couldn't sleep the whole of last night. Why is it that I get insomnia in Singapore but not in Melbourne. Missed Melbourne so much that I started uploading so many Melbourne pics up onto Friendster early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are some pics when I brought my family up to Mt. Dandenong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022717166903707522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbRGptyNR4I/AAAAAAAAACE/9m5Nv9tD0cw/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And the convocation pics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbRHCNyNR5I/AAAAAAAAACM/eTcwqW12NlU/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022717587810502546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbRHCNyNR5I/AAAAAAAAACM/eTcwqW12NlU/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hmm... Rembrant Studios has deducted the $$ from my credit card but I have yet to receive the studio pics I ordered. Pray I get it soon or my parents will keep asking. Perhaps some of the pics are way too big cos it is in canvas and takes time to be couriered? Whatever. As long as I get it in good condition. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna go to cheesecake cafe... Since Rowe is on MC from allergy rash... can drive myself down to her place. But sadly to say... cheesecake cafe not open on a Monday. I want cable... it is very helpful to have cable when you are freaking bored and at ulu timings when nothing nice is showing on satellite tv. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-139011325477688277?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/139011325477688277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/139011325477688277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbRGptyNR4I/AAAAAAAAACE/9m5Nv9tD0cw/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-7167855677103266978</id><published>2007-01-21T22:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T01:11:03.859+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Di &amp; Jo Bday Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNPTNyNR3I/AAAAAAAAABo/D_LD9Jx9PYY/s1600-h/PICT2086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022445200984590194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNPTNyNR3I/AAAAAAAAABo/D_LD9Jx9PYY/s400/PICT2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNOityNR2I/AAAAAAAAABg/ItKkhT0ixbA/s1600-h/PICT2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022444367760934754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNOityNR2I/AAAAAAAAABg/ItKkhT0ixbA/s400/PICT2083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNOS9yNR1I/AAAAAAAAABY/zl5b_oJUVrI/s1600-h/PICT2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022444097177995090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNOS9yNR1I/AAAAAAAAABY/zl5b_oJUVrI/s400/PICT2088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022441820845328130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNMOdyNRwI/AAAAAAAAAAc/F4yOTVUL_48/s400/PICT2094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022440897427359458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNLYtyNRuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/g5bt-COOK7U/s400/PICT2075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-7167855677103266978?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7167855677103266978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/7167855677103266978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/di-jo-bday-pics.html' title='Di &amp; Jo Bday Pics'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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/_wotu-FsoEJw/RbNPTNyNR3I/AAAAAAAAABo/D_LD9Jx9PYY/s72-c/PICT2086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-4274483693613112358</id><published>2007-01-13T22:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:31:31.887+11:00</updated><title type='text'>xoxo melb</title><content type='html'>havent bothered to log on to the internet ever since i gt back. too lazy to upload pics... too lazy to post anything. missing melb way too much. Daniel left for China 2 nights ago and my purpose back here is done... besides looking for a job that is. they say i'm nt e same. say i go out too often at night now. but i am bummin... is twice a wk really too much? i am beginning to get used to the straight hair so perhaps i should start getting used to sgp. but looking for a job is getting me frustrated. what do i want?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-4274483693613112358?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4274483693613112358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/4274483693613112358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2007/01/xoxo-melb.html' title='xoxo melb'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116654947284934410</id><published>2006-12-20T04:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T04:32:44.380+11:00</updated><title type='text'>melb-sin</title><content type='html'>last time bloggin in melb. will be back in sin in less than 24 hours. gotta leave melb behind. yeah u can probably sense i very much don't wanna head back just yet. leaving the trams, the old victorian bldgs, the inexpensive quirky shopping, the late night suppers, going out as and when i please and in control of every aspect of my life. yeah i won't get it when i am back in sin... bt its all different now. things can never be the same. i am not the same.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116654947284934410?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116654947284934410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116654947284934410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/12/melb-sin.html' title='melb-sin'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116584607001141326</id><published>2006-12-12T00:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T01:07:50.633+11:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue pics/ dan's visit</title><content type='html'>Here are the pics taken when we brought Nicole, Charm's sis up to Mornington Peninsula...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/566697/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/969654/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics from Ultraworld, Kyral Castle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/277086/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/845028/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slinky @ Room680...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/709025/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/987329/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the view of St Kilda beach, dessert at Port Melbourne and checking out a vintage Eureka Purvis...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/473332/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/766709/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught the italian opera "Turandot" at the State Theatre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/819071/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/941480/collage1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel arrived fr Sgp for a holiday as well as to attend my graduation... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/133796/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/85995/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family will be arriving on another 11 hours or so... and i have not finish packing. Shall do so now... eyes so red fr lack of sleep. *yawn*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116584607001141326?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116584607001141326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116584607001141326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/12/overdue-pics-dans-visit.html' title='overdue pics/ dan&apos;s visit'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116532804502708089</id><published>2006-12-06T01:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:14:05.680+11:00</updated><title type='text'>miss u...jun</title><content type='html'>I heart Jun... Jun left for home today... All the way back in Brunei... Our Melbourne threesome is broken... Raving no longer the same w/o him... And Ting and I will be back in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last rave together... at Ultraworld, Kyral Castle, Ballarat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/183211/PICT1709.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/320/38780/PICT1709.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Jun, See ya in Singapore and u better make a longer stopover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, have been busy lately... went up to Mornington... Raved at Slinky and Ultraworld. But shall post up pics another day... Busy making trips to the airport to fetch and send ppl off almost every 3 days. Not mentioning the packing of stuff that I have to shift all the way back to Singapore. Sigh... Is this e end of my Melbourne journey? For life was significantly a turning pt for me during this episode.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116532804502708089?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116532804502708089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116532804502708089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/12/miss-ujun.html' title='miss u...jun'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116472929122723560</id><published>2006-11-29T02:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T02:54:52.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'>always a first...</title><content type='html'>i wondered what happened in the past one week. something i myself find it hard to comprehend. so as the saying goes, there is always a first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was happy, exhilarated heart pumps, then lost, empty, heart spasm. happy nightfalls spending time with friends, sleeping in daylight for a few hrs for recharge. all i wanted to do is to be able to see, see, see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dreams consisted of happy thoughts yet woke up to feel otherwise. my mind is active with jus one single thought while it shuts out everything else. this is the type of concentration i do not want. seeked solace in doing every other thing. watching my 3rd dvd for the evening, approaching the hour of 3am. probably gonna watch the 4th, 5th, 6th till i am so tired i can sleep through without having any dreams. i don't wanna dream. or maybe i don't wanna dream of that single sole thought my brain, mind and heart is viciously churning over and over again, failing to rest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and while typing this post i just realised publishing of results are out in 2 days and yet i don't seem to give a hoot. cos all i care is that one thing.  and while this typing is reminding me of that one thing i don't wanna be reminded off, i shall shift my focus back to the dvd and drown myself in the picture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116472929122723560?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116472929122723560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116472929122723560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/always-first.html' title='always a first...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116434903528588596</id><published>2006-11-24T17:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T17:17:15.880+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Party &amp; More Party</title><content type='html'>Headed down to the city for some after-exams party held at QBH on a Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/935922/Untitled-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/67183/Untitled-1.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met some other friends there. Ended up heading over to Di &amp; Jo's place for rounds of bridge, old-maid, texas poker and mahjong. Stayed over and woke up for Lup's media showcase at capitol. And then, headed for dinner followed by a house-party and another house-session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally enjoyed myself for some apparent reason but also feeling a tad heart-wrenched that I shall not dwell into. For some of you... you should probably know what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116434903528588596?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116434903528588596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116434903528588596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/party-more-party.html' title='Party &amp; More Party'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116426989585533224</id><published>2006-11-23T18:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T19:18:16.196+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Surfers Paradise::Gold Coast</title><content type='html'>Gold Coast Pictorial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/312367/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/719485/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/138801/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/224899/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/207525/Untitled-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/910267/Untitled-3.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/1600/855091/Untitled-4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6651/1633/400/800285/Untitled-4.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116426989585533224?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116426989585533224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116426989585533224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/surfers-paradisegold-coast.html' title='Surfers Paradise::Gold Coast'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116334062288928485</id><published>2006-11-13T01:04:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:17:43.236+11:00</updated><title type='text'>=) vs =(</title><content type='html'>Flying off to Gold Coast tmr again! How exciting! So decided to go try on which summer dresses I shall bring. THEN!!!! No dresses could fit!!!!! Even those dresses that used to be looser-fitting. SIGH SIGH SIGH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha~ but still excited about the trip! My fats is so not gonna bring my mood down! Just that lesser pretty clothes to wear and cam whore with. **Bleah**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gold Coast Gold Coast Gold Coast!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116334062288928485?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116334062288928485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116334062288928485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/vs.html' title='=) vs =('/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116325840114308137</id><published>2006-11-12T01:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T01:00:07.550+11:00</updated><title type='text'>exams NO more</title><content type='html'>Headed down to Boxhill get my hair highlighted while the rest of the girls had a hair trim. Then... off to dinner and karaoke! Tiff's 1st ever karaoke... which... all of us can sing louder than her without even using the microphone. haha~ 1st-timer shyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day of straight hair courtesy of Ena, the funky Korean hairstylist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3659.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long hair I nv knew I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3713.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the karoke newbie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3723.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3723.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the karaoke oldbies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3726.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cherry-ful karaoke girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3740.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3740.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, off to yet another night at Lavish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-1.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-1.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116325840114308137?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116325840114308137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116325840114308137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/exams-no-more.html' title='exams NO more'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116299979392557301</id><published>2006-11-09T02:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T02:29:54.440+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sodium-infused</title><content type='html'>dew drops infused with sodium. accompanied by intake of oxygen and that blank mind. trudged my feet out of the house. comfort from well-wishers deeply appreciated. 2 hours shivered writing. will do but no confidence. and i am empty as i await judgement day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116299979392557301?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116299979392557301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116299979392557301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/sodium-infused.html' title='sodium-infused'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116279961746646928</id><published>2006-11-06T18:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:56:13.406+11:00</updated><title type='text'>vege expires</title><content type='html'>haha we jus realised that packaged vege in aust has expiry dates! in singapore u jus eat it before it spoils. but here they inform you when the vege is gonna rot. cool. if you cant see the dates... you are blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/06-11-06_1755.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/06-11-06_1755.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/06-11-06_1757.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/06-11-06_1757.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a paper i couldnt finish this morn. i couldnt complete my answers. it shld hv been a 3hr paper instead of a 2hr. gosh... i have to pass 50% of the paper to pass the whole module. damn... i hope i pass it or i won't get to grad =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116279961746646928?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116279961746646928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116279961746646928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/vege-expires.html' title='vege expires'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116265136801445825</id><published>2006-11-05T01:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T01:46:53.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hating myself</title><content type='html'>wonder what i have been trying to do... not accomplishing much for the day at all... and it is almost 2am now... just blatantly surfing online which i don't even know for what. feel so sick of myself all of a sudden, can't put a smile on my face which i always manage to do so very much easily. went to get some water and thought some chocolately stuff may lighten up my spirits. took my remaining dark chocolate tim tam out of the refrigerator. sank my teeth into one and wanted to spit it all out. yet, i gobbled it up and even stuffed the last piece of the pack into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel freaking aimless. shall go bury myself in those never-ending words that some marketing expert wrote which is totally not for dumb asses like me and hopefully, i can just regurgitate those key words that the examiner is looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sing to me you bloody words!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116265136801445825?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116265136801445825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116265136801445825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/hating-myself.html' title='hating myself'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116261445943770673</id><published>2006-11-04T15:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T15:38:17.646+11:00</updated><title type='text'>evermore - light surrounding you</title><content type='html'>I see you by the water&lt;br /&gt;Your toes dipped in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I thought that it was over&lt;br /&gt;I thought you'd understand&lt;br /&gt;But the feeling is returning&lt;br /&gt;Though time has made us change&lt;br /&gt;And I understand if you don't&lt;br /&gt;Wanna talk to me about it&lt;br /&gt;Tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time was overtaking me&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I was confused&lt;br /&gt;They were all inviting me&lt;br /&gt;But I wish I had refused&lt;br /&gt;Cos I'd been there before&lt;br /&gt;And I've seen it all&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you never had my heart&lt;br /&gt;I would've never called you back&lt;br /&gt;At the start that night&lt;br /&gt;And I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of what you're turning into&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue-eyed sun shines on me&lt;br /&gt;In the morning&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but feel a little cold&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of something new&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid of what you're turning into&lt;br /&gt;No, don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light&lt;br /&gt;Cos I see the light surrounding you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116261445943770673?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116261445943770673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116261445943770673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/11/evermore-light-surrounding-you.html' title='evermore - light surrounding you'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116212268003109227</id><published>2006-10-29T22:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:58:03.423+11:00</updated><title type='text'>sister talk</title><content type='html'>Informed my sister that I was expecting a parcel back home. Asked her to sms me when it arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: Hey why your dresses so weird one? But can I borrow the brown one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Yeah ok. (mental thought: u say weird but u wanna borrow?) *silent laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: [mms]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Moi%20baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/Moi%20baby.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Why take such a close-up shot of Russell?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: Cos he cow dung, see me take pic then run towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: So mean call him cow dung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: [mms]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi: Eh... we changed sofa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renee: Ya, they (parents) never tell you ah? Maybe wanna surprise u... Oops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; i am so gonna plonk myself on the new sofa when i get home. beware dear daddy, the destroyer is coming home soon. *grin*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116212268003109227?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116212268003109227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116212268003109227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/sister-talk.html' title='sister talk'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116188332503015662</id><published>2006-10-27T03:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T20:59:25.413+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cherry graduation</title><content type='html'>received something pretty in the mail yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/collage.31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/collage.27.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attended daphne's, mengli's and yarui's graduation. soon at the end of the year i hope, i get to adorn that same robe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/CIMG3590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/CIMG3590.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116188332503015662?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116188332503015662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116188332503015662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/cherry-graduation.html' title='cherry graduation'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116141002301321326</id><published>2006-10-21T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T15:55:53.956+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ntu student survey</title><content type='html'>gosh.. pls check this out.. i mean the comments made by ntu students on their lecturer is simply... "interesting" and "insightful"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqXlbWf9Io"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QOqXlbWf9Io" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116141002301321326?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116141002301321326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116141002301321326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/ntu-student-survey.html' title='ntu student survey'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116114435122171245</id><published>2006-10-18T14:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:13:56.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Home...</title><content type='html'>Let me go home&lt;br /&gt;I've had my run&lt;br /&gt;Baby, I'm done&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go home&lt;br /&gt;Let me go home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116114435122171245?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116114435122171245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116114435122171245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/home.html' title='Home...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116114023654320030</id><published>2006-10-18T12:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T14:15:11.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pancakes</title><content type='html'>forgetting all my aches by whisking plain flour with milk, sugar, water and eggs... whisk whisk whisk... pour them onto a non-stick pan... and whalla... pancakes... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget about how it looks... taste-wise... not too bad. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116114023654320030?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116114023654320030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116114023654320030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/pancakes.html' title='pancakes'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116088586707825657</id><published>2006-10-15T14:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:17:47.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>loving bobby flynn</title><content type='html'>Super adoring Bobby Flynn from the current season of Australian Idol 2006. My 2 favourite songs he sang... Loving his rendtion much better than the original versions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4QzTnp-tLw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U4QzTnp-tLw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the war is over (perfect!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FiLv04QCkA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2FiLv04QCkA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116088586707825657?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088586707825657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088586707825657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/loving-bobby-flynn.html' title='loving bobby flynn'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116088536943769951</id><published>2006-10-15T14:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:09:45.376+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hossan Leong Singapura Song</title><content type='html'>We live in Singapura, Its not perfect living but at least its interesting.&lt;br /&gt;We live in Singapura, Though its kinda crazy but we win other countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check this out.. Hossan Leong and his Singapura song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/km1WwmaBR5Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/km1WwmaBR5Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116088536943769951?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088536943769951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088536943769951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/hossan-leong-singapura-song.html' title='Hossan Leong Singapura Song'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116088449375653743</id><published>2006-10-15T13:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T23:57:17.566+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3D</title><content type='html'>Trying to get a tan in our own backyard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/PICT1326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/PICT1326.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 3D...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gurls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/PICT1347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/PICT1347.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The threesome...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/PICT1341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/PICT1341.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Nick, here in Melbourne for Holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/PICT1342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/PICT1342.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116088449375653743?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088449375653743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116088449375653743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/3d.html' title='3D'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116071151892261511</id><published>2006-10-13T13:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T13:51:59.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>reaffirmation</title><content type='html'>i tend to belittle your status in my life... cos i act like a tough cookie? but as pinkxpider said... you mean something to me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116071151892261511?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116071151892261511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116071151892261511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/reaffirmation.html' title='reaffirmation'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116065127764172072</id><published>2006-10-12T20:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T21:08:03.173+10:00</updated><title type='text'>them...</title><content type='html'>been feeling so down ever since we met them. at first we thought they were so fun... then things had to become so complicated. the world is really that small to begin with... sigh... stuffed up is seriously the word to describe how i feel lately... yesterday i could read the newspapers till i feel like sobbing my lungs and heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i being too much of a protector? am i too little of a risk-taker? am i just too narrow a thinker? all of a sudden i wanna be back in singapore with the familarity of the surroundings and seek solace in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish i could turn back time. back to when we could hv been strong-willed and stayed home instead of heading to lavish. then perhaps things wouldn't have gotten more complicated. and i would be less stuffed up than i already am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perhaps poppy-ishy candies will help me let go tmr night and from there i will force myself to move on.... concentrate on my exams... for i do not wish to let all this fail me and my papers and all the other consequences that follow. i will be strong and i am strong. let all these be the fuel and catalyst my power within.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116065127764172072?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116065127764172072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116065127764172072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/them.html' title='them...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116048570984800001</id><published>2006-10-10T23:03:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T20:25:33.926+10:00</updated><title type='text'>godskitchen</title><content type='html'>Godskitchen! The finally awaited massive rave event at Rod Laver Arena!! Music was abit disappointing except for Cosmic Gate who started spinning at 5am! Gosh! Atmosphere was so damn bloody good!!!!! Spins at QBH after-party even better!!!! So wish i could turn back time!! But dammit... exams round the corner... must exert self-control and curb on fun and start studying. Enough of estatic raves... time for dampening studying and worrying abt grades. Shitty exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-3e.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594044809534&amp;cy=bl" width="426" height="320" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-3e.slide.com/f2/72057594044809534/bl_t014_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0" style="border: 0;"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116048570984800001?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116048570984800001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116048570984800001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/godskitchen.html' title='godskitchen'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116006271419707716</id><published>2006-10-06T01:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T01:38:34.853+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shadowed</title><content type='html'>forever being shadowed... just like the white specks of dust amongst the subtle atmospheric space. emo while solidarity transforms into uncertainty. for i am who i am... and i am what i am... the floating weaver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116006271419707716?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116006271419707716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116006271419707716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/shadowed.html' title='shadowed'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-116001993264500007</id><published>2006-10-05T13:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T13:45:33.066+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wasted trip</title><content type='html'>drove down to city with enthusiasm accompany charm to meet a friend... happily even bothered to curl my hair... but sigh... stuffy trip... thank gosh for Lup!! made us happy!! freakin corny!! Lup Prom Prak! haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-116001993264500007?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116001993264500007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/116001993264500007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/wasted-trip.html' title='wasted trip'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115978160557992408</id><published>2006-10-02T19:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:37:44.446+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tiff's 22nd bday</title><content type='html'>Tiffany, the beautiful lady of the house celebrated her 22nd birthday! We held a mini bbq party with people coming down from the city to join us! I can honestly say it is the 1st time our hse got so hyped up and tonnes of laughter, with ppl dressing up cos the dress code, though not formal requested for ties and dresses besides the MASKuerade theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My afro wig was a hit with Shaun who transformed into Sai Baba! But I wanna look like Bobby Flynn! My favourite from the current season of Australian Idol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/PICT1059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/PICT1059.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the term break is officially over... Gotta start mugging for upcoming exams... But!! I am looking forward to God's Kitchen this Saturday!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115978160557992408?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115978160557992408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115978160557992408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/tiffs-22nd-bday.html' title='tiff&apos;s 22nd bday'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115963284727420133</id><published>2006-10-01T01:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T18:53:05.666+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Term break hols</title><content type='html'>Had a great one week term break after all the stress from the assignments. Also, it is to recharge for the upcoming end-of-month exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up, Royal Melbourne Festival on Monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/rmfcollage.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/rmfcollage.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a showbag with an Afro wig!! Got devil's horn hairbands!! CareBear toy!! Face paint of a butterfly!! Enjoyed rides that were so exhilarating!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent the most time at the showbag counters which was the highlight of the festival where people buy loads of different showbags that had items that exceed the value of the retail price. Though I only got one showbag... I AM HAPPY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, went to collect our rented Hyundai Getz and headed up to Grampians which is located at outer Melbourne, 3 hours drive away from the city. Scenery was great and kangaroos freely roamed around in front and behind our cottage, on the roads and everywhere!! We tried fishing at Lake Wartook on the 1st day and had bbq for dinner. We were delighted to learn our cottage came with a fireplace!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt horse-riding on the 2nd day, visited The Balconies, McKenzies Waterfall and played a game of frisbee with Ting among a beautiful field with loads of kangaroo poo poo... Eww... Black poo poo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, visited The Gap Vineyard and a lavender patch on our drive back to the city. Thank god there was trance to keep me awake throughout the drive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, headed down to Beach Club... But the greatest fun was heading over to friend's place after party! Heaps of great pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/400/Untitled-6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played drinking games at friend's pad and left at 7am in the morning with lotsa alcohol and laughter within. Got back to Ting's place to get our stuff and Jun demonstrated a massive water sprinkler at the train station. Finally home sweet home but couldn't slp on my bed cos it was taken over by 2 guys. I instead was banished to the couch and to a wooden bed in charm's room for the night. Haha~ but it was fun!! I am smiling!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115963284727420133?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115963284727420133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115963284727420133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/10/term-break-hols.html' title='Term break hols'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115899116757754867</id><published>2006-09-23T15:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:59:28.123+10:00</updated><title type='text'>winds....</title><content type='html'>the sun is finally out today... though the winds are still quite strong but at least not as gusty as the past 2 days... they were threatening to shatter my full length glass windows. was coming up with a headline in case i get killed while staying up till 7am to finish my organisational behaviour essay. "Singaporean student killed my wind-shattered windows while rushing to finish assignment". How apt and how sad. Sounds like a snippet of Final Destination where the glass will just fly towards me and slice my head off my body. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gals are out shopping to mark the start of our one-week break. (Well actually it started yesterday when we went to Karingal) I am trying to do my part for my Managerial Communication report. Finally going to meet Ting tmr after almost 2 weeks of doing without her due to massive amount of school work and falling sick in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a smile. And I shall have it back when I finish up this last report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115899116757754867?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115899116757754867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115899116757754867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/winds.html' title='winds....'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115867905126144165</id><published>2006-09-20T01:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T01:17:32.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cravin...</title><content type='html'>bogged with 3 assignments due in a period of 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;stuffed within by junk that entered thru the oesophagus.&lt;br /&gt;craving for my weekly dose of ting and pinch of jun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115867905126144165?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115867905126144165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115867905126144165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/cravin.html' title='cravin...'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115856280484711795</id><published>2006-09-18T16:59:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T17:00:22.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Feist-mushaboom</title><content type='html'>--- Feist: Mushaboom ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helping the kids out of their coats &lt;br /&gt;But wait the babies haven't been born oh&lt;br /&gt;Unpacking the bags and setting up &lt;br /&gt;And planting lilacs and buttercups oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the meantime I've got it hard &lt;br /&gt;Second floor living without a yard &lt;br /&gt;It may be years until the day &lt;br /&gt;My dreams will match up with my pay &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road,&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;knee deep snow &lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow &lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;o-o-o-o-old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a man to stick it out&lt;br /&gt;And make a home from a rented house oh&lt;br /&gt;And we'll collect the moments one by one&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's how the future's done oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many acres, how much light&lt;br /&gt;Tucked in the woods and out of sight&lt;br /&gt;Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap&lt;br /&gt;On a little road barely on the map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road, &lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;knee deep snow &lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow,&lt;br /&gt;mushaboom, mushaboom) &lt;br /&gt;o-o-o-o-old&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Old dirt road rambling rose&lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;Watching the fire as we grow &lt;br /&gt;(mushaboom, mushaboom)&lt;br /&gt;well I'm so-o-o-o-old&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115856280484711795?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115856280484711795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115856280484711795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/feist-mushaboom.html' title='Feist-mushaboom'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115833161735796814</id><published>2006-09-16T00:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T00:46:57.796+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lady in The Water</title><content type='html'>Caught Lady in The Water. Love the pale placid lucent skin of 'Story'. Had MacDonalds after the show. Auzzie Mac packagin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/collage.29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/collage.25.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore's Happy Meal Box more interesting but I got My Pony which I used to love watching the cartoon when I was much younger! The gurls had McFlurry but my tummy, furiously protruding outta my knit sweater wasn't up to it. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115833161735796814?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115833161735796814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115833161735796814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/lady-in-water.html' title='Lady in The Water'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115789476618041615</id><published>2006-09-10T23:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:33:38.516+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Rave @ Bubbles!</title><content type='html'>Reluctant to leave home as usual... Had to drag myself to get dressed. Alick &amp; Huiting picked us up at midnight, heading to Bubbles. Met Ting and Jun at Bubbles after their Pharmacy in Black. Managed to put us on guest list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the night just got better!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Whole lot of great pics!!!!!!! After 4am music got pumping!!! Even better!!!! Raved till past 8am!!!!! Totally whooping happy for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="site=widget-c5.slide.com&amp;channel=72057594042172869&amp;cy=bl" width="400" height="200" name="flashticker" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-c5.slide.com/f2/72057594042172869/bl_t000_v000_a000_f00/images/blank.gif" height="0" width="0"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, things was even better when I got to Ting's house. Asked her for the surprise she was supposed to give me.  Passed me a plastic bag with chinese wordings... Thought she got me some chinese snack that is like rare in Melbourne. Then I got lost for words....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/10-09-06_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/10-09-06_1849.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surprise indeed! Total numb exhilaration! Very touched! Long time ever since I had a surprise. best moment of the day out... being happy that moment is nothing compared to happy rave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks my lovelies for: -d simple delirious surprise-&lt;br /&gt;For no words can ever express my stir of emotions...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115789476618041615?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115789476618041615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115789476618041615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/rave-bubbles.html' title='Rave @ Bubbles!'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115778821009796137</id><published>2006-09-09T17:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:50:11.893+10:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese food?</title><content type='html'>I just had a sudden revelation. My family and close friends always thought that me coming over to Australia will cause me to gain tonnes of weight cos' of all the carbo, cheesy fried food that ang mohs love. Then I thought, Australia doesn't really have anything interesting to offer except fish &amp; chips shops that sprouts everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You knw... Italy have famous pasta, US have burgers, Japan has sushi &amp; shashimi, Singapore with chicken rice, Penang with Penang laksa, Hungary and its goulash... You knw what i mean. What doesn Australia have? Fish &amp; chips that isnt all that tasty except for Peter's Fish &amp; Chips here in Frankston. Absoulutely great-tasting and remains even after reheating the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the great food I can blog about? Nothing Auzzie. Korean, Viet, Thai, Chinese all make up my best meals! Besides our very own home-cooked meals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... if I don't really have much Auzzie food to eat and I am eating the usual Asian food... Then where did all my bloody fats come from!?! Lack of exercise most definitely! After every meals return back to our rooms, sit in front of my lappies. Sit and sit... Barely even walk unless doing grocery shopping and shopping. And some partying every fortnight? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it jus has to do with lifestyle... Would have been much healthier in Singapore. Now that I have signed up for Monash gym... better force myself to do just that bit of exercise for I shall not fit into my tanks for Spring and Summer. Much less the bikini. *pouts*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115778821009796137?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115778821009796137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115778821009796137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/chinese-food.html' title='chinese food?'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115773695448475111</id><published>2006-09-09T03:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T17:37:53.416+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner @ glen</title><content type='html'>Met up with Kelvin for dinner at Glen Waverly. As usual, his favourite food, roast meat. So we had roast duck, char siew and bbq pork. Additions include kang kong and bean curd, with complimentary soup, sago dessert and fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to Pancake Parlour to wait for the Clayton guys. While waiting, Charmaine and I had a game of 'Dum' or as u call it 'Checkers'? My Ah Gong taught me how to play it and I only used to play it with him. So I shall stick to what he call it, 'Dum'. And what did we use to play? The English chess set... cos' Ms Shennie aint know how to play English chess! Though Ms Tiffany gave me a brief idea of how the the game goes and how each pawn should move. The Queen, King blah blah blah that makes up the chess set are individually called pawn right? Brain not active at 3am... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/080906%20%2827%29%20e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/080906%20%2827%29%20e.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot Kelvin in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/080906%20%2833%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/080906%20%2833%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistic shot by Tiffany&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-1.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/Untitled-1.0.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; my right profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/080906%20%2842%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/080906%20%2842%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stole Dorothy's (Wizard of Oz) magic red shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/080906%20%2849%29.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/080906%20%2849%29.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slimming + Lengthening Mirror = We like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/080906%20%2850%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/080906%20%2850%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this is cuter! Ok for Tiff, but as if I'm not short enough... Guess I am a bona fide shortie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/Untitled-2.1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/Untitled-2.4.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to our room numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to slp again... Haven't done much of my assignment today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115773695448475111?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115773695448475111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115773695448475111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/dinner-glen.html' title='dinner @ glen'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115762006187521731</id><published>2006-09-07T19:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T19:07:41.930+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwalla - Angels or Devils</title><content type='html'>Dishwalla - Angels Or Devils&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time&lt;br /&gt;that I'm ever gonna come here tonight&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time - I will fall &lt;br /&gt;into a place that fails us all - inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;but fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;it will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angels they burn inside for us &lt;br /&gt;are we ever &lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna come back down &lt;br /&gt;come around&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the last time &lt;br /&gt;that I'm ever gonna give in tonight&lt;br /&gt;are there angels or devils crawling here?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know what blurs and what is clear - to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still I can see the pain in you&lt;br /&gt;and I can see the love in you&lt;br /&gt;and fighting all the demons will take time&lt;br /&gt;it will take time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the angels they burn inside for us &lt;br /&gt;are we ever &lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna learn to fly&lt;br /&gt;the devils they burn inside of us&lt;br /&gt;are we ever gonna come back down - come around &lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could break us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I was to give in - give it up&lt;br /&gt;- and then&lt;br /&gt;take a breath - make it deep&lt;br /&gt;cause it might be the last one you get&lt;br /&gt;be the last one &lt;br /&gt;that could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;you know that they could make us cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm always gonna worry about the things that could make us cold&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115762006187521731?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115762006187521731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115762006187521731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/dishwalla-angels-or-devils_07.html' title='Dishwalla - Angels or Devils'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115761920402335988</id><published>2006-09-07T18:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T18:56:19.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dishwalla - Once in awhile</title><content type='html'>Dishwalla - Once in awhile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you close your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you see&lt;br /&gt;Inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dream about the stars above&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to the other side, for nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Better make it worth your while&lt;br /&gt;Gonna break down that wall, gonna take the the fall &lt;br /&gt;When you close your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you see&lt;br /&gt;Inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dream about the stars above&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while, Once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to the other side&lt;br /&gt;You might mess up that hair &lt;br /&gt;Just wait you might change your mind &lt;br /&gt;To think that people might care, about your hair anyway&lt;br /&gt;When you close your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Do you like what you see&lt;br /&gt;Inside your mind&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to dream about the stars above&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to the other side&lt;br /&gt;Just get down on your knees&lt;br /&gt;Show me what you are made of&lt;br /&gt;I'm begging you please, just please go away&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to the other side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115761920402335988?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115761920402335988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115761920402335988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/dishwalla-once-in-awhile.html' title='Dishwalla - Once in awhile'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115753116445456058</id><published>2006-09-06T18:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T18:33:12.046+10:00</updated><title type='text'>fearless</title><content type='html'>Finally caught 'Fearless', the movie starring Jet Li. I watched it here in the Auzzie cinema yesterday. Singapore screened it long time ago but somehow no one to catch it with me. Great show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fave lines (not exactly how it goes but the gist of it):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no grades in tea. Tea leaves are all grown in the same way. Tea leaves don't judge themselves, humans are the one who judge them. Why not enjoy tea as tea itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway thru the movie felt damn cold... Got home realised I am sick... Feeling feverish and still am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Received a sweet simple necklace from Daniel in the post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/06-09-06_1814.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/06-09-06_1814.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And edited this picture!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/1600/untitledtweet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6651/1633/320/untitledtweet.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jung Ji Hoon aka Bi Rain!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115753116445456058?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115753116445456058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115753116445456058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/fearless.html' title='fearless'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17042131.post-115745081080608236</id><published>2006-09-05T20:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T20:06:51.273+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ur worth</title><content type='html'>if i choose to leave you one day,&lt;br /&gt;don't look back.&lt;br /&gt;it's my pity i did not realise your worth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17042131-115745081080608236?l=sheys.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115745081080608236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17042131/posts/default/115745081080608236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sheys.blogspot.com/2006/09/ur-worth.html' title='ur worth'/><author><name>Shennie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14446192999302726424</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></entry></feed>
