<?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-9889550</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:54:13.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Instant Keiness</title><subtitle type='html'>i love myself and i love my house.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>147</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-115003713882401563</id><published>2006-06-11T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:45:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NO MORE!</title><content type='html'>NO MORE BLOGGING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More exciting entries, much more beautiful layout (not done by me lah of cos, aahaaaha).&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://keinessively.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://keinessively.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; today, YES TODAY, for more, more, MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;this blog has officially been archived.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-115003713882401563?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/115003713882401563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=115003713882401563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/115003713882401563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/115003713882401563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/06/no-more.html' title='NO MORE!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114969651123734169</id><published>2006-06-08T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:08:31.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still About Cock Brand</title><content type='html'>I am still laughing at &lt;b&gt;Cock Brand&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! It's the 4th day and counting. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I have the time to tell the tales?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114969651123734169?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114969651123734169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114969651123734169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114969651123734169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114969651123734169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-about-cock-brand.html' title='Still About Cock Brand'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114961486029136180</id><published>2006-06-07T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T00:20:01.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cock Brand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/1600/Venture%20Investiture%20@%20GC%202006%20(59).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/320/Venture%20Investiture%20%40%20GC%202006%20%2859%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am back from the sunny (stormy occasionally) Desaru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the best best best camp I have ever been to. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;The best memories, the most laughter (I am still laughing at things that happened 3 days ago).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; Scouting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Much much more laters, sleep is important as always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114961486029136180?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114961486029136180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114961486029136180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114961486029136180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114961486029136180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/06/cock-brand.html' title='Cock Brand'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114918007945004062</id><published>2006-06-02T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:41:19.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Attack</title><content type='html'>I am having heart attack!&lt;br /&gt;HEART ATTACK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am dying!! DYINGGGGG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just started Prison Break episode 14.&lt;br /&gt;I know lah I am damn slow compared to people like Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggh! I cant sleep!!! HOW!!! ARGGGGGHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Still hyperventilating... still having heart attack!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*jump up and down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114918007945004062?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114918007945004062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114918007945004062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114918007945004062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114918007945004062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/06/heart-attack.html' title='Heart Attack'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114900281132006323</id><published>2006-05-30T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T23:26:51.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toshiba</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*in whinny and b*tching screechy voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really, really, really hate it.&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate hate hate hate hate hate hate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; my problematic laptop.&lt;br /&gt;I FREAKING HATE IT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh I hate my slow internet too! Why is it so slow? I am downloading so many files now my inbox is filled to the brim and my computer is slow and jammed up and lzjlkfaljk;safljk;fdsaj!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not the usual me anymore, I am a raging girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l;jkajklfasjlk;fdsaljksfdakfsajfdsakfdsafdsakljdsafjksa!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114900281132006323?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114900281132006323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114900281132006323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114900281132006323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114900281132006323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/toshiba.html' title='Toshiba'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114892641614577796</id><published>2006-05-30T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:13:36.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th May</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog but it's not my fault that I couldnt blog on 28th May. Cause my internet sucks and it made me wanna slap people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yea, it was 28th May. A day that still rings a bell in my head, with vivid memories. To date, I still cant explain the rational, I still cant and I think I will never be able to explain and relate. Many asked what happened and I could never give a proper answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has moved on too fast. Or was it me who hurried myself? Like you dash for 2.4km and then when you reach the end you realise that you have gone too fast for your own capabilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is I will never understand what happened. We are all built with a defensive mechanism, and I guess then I had to activate mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the person whom I guess is the only one who understands the above rubbish: thank you for everything. Even though it has long gone and over, thank you for still caring. I have become too flawed and overloaded, I have been owing you this since a long time ago, and I havent had a proper chance of saying all these, but thank you for everything, even though things have messed up big time and yea, I know you have been going through a hard time, and even though we have been running our own lives for a long while, I still hate to see you being hurt and suffering. I hate it because I hate the fact that there's nothing I can do better to make anything better and to make you feel better. I am mean and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I havent shed a single drop of tear for a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to something for normal people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to upload photos but damn the internet which screws up on me numerous time, this is worth mentioning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/320/DSC00301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sponser and I throwing balls exciting like small kids&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;thanks xiaohongku for the photo and erm yea thanks ah let me &lt;i&gt;kop&lt;/i&gt;, hahaa!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to watch MI:3 a couple of weeks ago with sponser and xiaohongku. Wanted to kill some time before the show thus went to play erm, arcade. You know there are some games which you can earn 'tickets' and thereafter you can get some prizes? Well we thought they still exist so sponser and I were trying to find the slots for the tickets to appear. We were pondering loudly when a little boy came in Harry-Potter mode (with the smart and matter-of-fact look), informed us that nowadays the 'ticket's are automatically stored in the value card.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn &lt;i&gt;sia sway&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For those who havent watched X men, remember to stay put after all the credits.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you were an X men what special power do you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want to be Jean Grey, cause she just needs to stand around and look pretty with her long flowy hair and is a grade 5 mutant with supersupersupersupersuperpower. But knowing that being a bimbo will bring you nowhere, I guess a more practical choice will be the girl who moves in lightning speed. Imagine, everyday you can sleep for so much longer because you just need like 3 seconds to reach Loyang from home for work, and 3 seconds to come home after work. Oh yea by the way I work at Loyang now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mutants are cool, as long as I am not mystique who looks super ugly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;More photos later when the internet stops screwing up! lkh;alk;fasjlkfsalkajfsk#@!!%!$!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114892641614577796?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114892641614577796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114892641614577796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114892641614577796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114892641614577796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/28th-may.html' title='28th May'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114856556382083948</id><published>2006-05-25T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:59:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rare and Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's gone. GONE. GONE.  I will never get it in another three thousand million years time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My good hair day is gone after bathing!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes I had such a good hair day, my mood was superb despite only having 3 hours of sleep.  I didnt even comb my hair in the morning and it parted at the right place, and it had this natural GLOW on it. WOOHOOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Alright enough of being bimbo, let's come back to earth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But sadly, earth at this moment has nothing as interesting as my good hair day. It's just filled with conspiracy, work, more work, lack of sleep, lack of chocolate, fits of coughing, lack of ice cream, lack of thomson road yu pian mee fen, more conspiracy, lack of dim sum. LACK OF SLEEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114856556382083948?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114856556382083948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114856556382083948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114856556382083948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114856556382083948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/rare-and-hair.html' title='Rare and Hair'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114848718275243554</id><published>2006-05-25T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:13:34.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Awhile More</title><content type='html'>Yea I think I said on my previous entry that I have loades to update,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently too tired and busy to update. I am having a very bad cough and I am coughing my lungs out, plus my brain too! My head hurts really badly when I cough. I hate fits of coughing on the bus when everyone stares at me. &lt;i&gt;you think i want to be so AA (attract attention) meh? i also want to stop coughing STOP staring!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soooo, I will update when the weekend comes, cant wait to upload my pretty photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to Kenn: heh NOT YOU LAH not shy! tsk!&lt;br /&gt;to Les: will tell you soooon when i see you so when will i see you?&lt;br /&gt;to Caokeng: but chat box makes the blog looks ugly, nvm lah be a good boy use the comment link lah! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114848718275243554?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114848718275243554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114848718275243554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114848718275243554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114848718275243554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/just-awhile-more.html' title='Just Awhile More'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114830220030068211</id><published>2006-05-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T22:22:41.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basic</title><content type='html'>Oh yes back to basic. I m sick of being unsatisfied with my blog template. I m always so hard to please when comes to this kind of thing. baaahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, loads of updates and photos. LOADS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laters, my daddy is cooking for me cause he knows i havent eaten. ♥ daddy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114830220030068211?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114830220030068211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114830220030068211' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114830220030068211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114830220030068211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/basic.html' title='Basic'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114754337747955478</id><published>2006-05-14T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:47:10.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 14 May 2006</title><content type='html'>thank you.&lt;br /&gt;you know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114754337747955478?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114754337747955478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114754337747955478' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114754337747955478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114754337747955478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/sunday-14-may-2006.html' title='Sunday 14 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114672285670675578</id><published>2006-05-04T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:46:55.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 4 May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/1600/DSC_0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/200/DSC_0017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;ktv with serene and les! ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the photo is kinda exposed cos the flash is damn strong la! but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, went ktv with ah ru and serene yesterday. &lt;b&gt;we sang shan hu hai like FIVE times continously!&lt;/b&gt; wahahaha! cos we wanted to master the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite funny also we sang those english songs with chiong mtv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my throat hurts, must be the shan hu hai. but i shall master it, muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay going to eat i m hungry, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114672285670675578?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114672285670675578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114672285670675578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114672285670675578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114672285670675578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/thursday-4-may-2006.html' title='Thursday 4 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114662385609928659</id><published>2006-05-03T10:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:46:22.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 5 May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/1600/3may06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2889/740/320/3may06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; everyone is doing this! *points above*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toward the middle, you are a realist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok, sorta agree.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing front, you are direct, enjoy playing devil's advocate and neither fear nor avoid discussions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmmmmm... not really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With many details, you are analytical, cautious, and distrustful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmmmmmmmm NOT REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With 4 legs showing, they are secure, stubborn, and stick to their ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The size of the ears indicates how good a listener you are.&lt;br /&gt;The bigger the better. You drew small ears, you are an OK listener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hmmm i guess so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The length of the tail indicates the quality of your sex life.And again more is better! You drew medium sized tail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;muuhaaahahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh wells, nothing above seems to be that true, so it's just a piggy that i ve drawn. cute? LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m sick. i dont understand how i can be sick when i m staying at home. really damn loser. *steph shall nod in agreement* but LOSERS ROCK! it's the new black, new cool, new in thing! woots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114662385609928659?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114662385609928659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114662385609928659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114662385609928659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114662385609928659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/wednesday-5-may-2006.html' title='Wednesday 5 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114658709354087377</id><published>2006-05-03T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T00:24:53.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 3 May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/2may06.jpg" border="0" alt="apple by samueliver rajkumarpool" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple by samueliver rajkumarpool &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/2may063.jpg" border="0" alt="shades by samueliver rajkumarpool" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shades by samueliver rajkumarpool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/2may062.jpg" border="0" alt="MY NAME!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha my name!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum has been psycho-ing me to vote for a practically party. &lt;i&gt;girl you better dont vote for xxxxxxxxxx ah you better vote for xxxxxxxxxxxx ah!&lt;/i&gt; (dont bother counting the no. of x to guess it's just random). damn funny. wahahaha. &lt;b&gt;voting is a secret!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114658709354087377?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114658709354087377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114658709354087377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114658709354087377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114658709354087377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/wednesday-3-may-2006.html' title='Wednesday 3 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114655783748274363</id><published>2006-05-02T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T16:21:56.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 2 May 2006</title><content type='html'>i m a very very &lt;b&gt;very very very&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; girl today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whheeeeeeeee! will eloborate more laters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a happy birthday to the girl next door, aka sallywelly my sister.&lt;br /&gt;even though something's weird now, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;i still love sallywelly much much, happy birthday! partially legal now, be a good girl!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114655783748274363?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114655783748274363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114655783748274363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114655783748274363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114655783748274363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesday-2-may-2006_02.html' title='Tuesday 2 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114650507041836317</id><published>2006-05-02T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T01:37:50.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 2 May 2006</title><content type='html'>The mosquitoes outside the subcordinate court are quite lethal.&lt;br /&gt;The itch is still there, grrrrrh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder people always walk so fast when they are being filmed on the news outside the court, it's not the reporting, it must be the mosquitoes!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scratch scratch*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114650507041836317?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114650507041836317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114650507041836317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114650507041836317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114650507041836317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/tuesday-2-may-2006.html' title='Tuesday 2 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114643297830256010</id><published>2006-05-01T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:15:08.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday 1 May 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Labour Day!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;this is only dedicated for those who are working! hrmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning, lotsa rambling and ranting due to lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i had a pretty fullfilled holidays. fullfilled meaning non-workaholic non-mugging type of fullfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went phuture on friday night after school with serene. yes i finally comtemplated with the FREEEEEE invites and went. couldnt find lesley though, guess she was busy and by the time we reached there the event was finishing already. anyways zouk sucks on friday. yea the music sucks and i think the crowd too. first the music sucks on 'bounce' nights, and there were so many people walking around us, as if we had a sign that says 'exit' on us, and random people just squeezed through their way and started dancing in the middle of our gang!! and worst.. there was this time we were all surrounded by kissing couples (those SPGs with angmos) from all corners. grrrrhh!! take up so much space! then went supper and i laughed too much, so was kinda hyper when i reached home and concussed at 6.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday and Sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left for group camp meeting at 4pm the next day, followed by VOPF throughout the night. was quite okay, i think i was quite hyper because my body clock has been all disoriented but &lt;b&gt;no one had the energy to hyper with me!&lt;/b&gt; if only my sponser were there to &lt;b&gt;siao lang&lt;/b&gt; with me! we went around in david's car to check out the ventures. seriously, i think walking is quite fun also. &lt;i&gt;okay ventures dont come and whack me.&lt;/i&gt; like, just think about how much fats can you burn from walking 6 hours non-stop? and if you have talk-cok buddies is even better. how many chances do you get to roam around in town at night? &lt;i&gt;erm okay actually you can do it anytime for this&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways we were in the car, we went to &lt;b&gt;MUSTAFA the 24-hr Shopping Centre!&lt;/b&gt; i havent been there before and &lt;b&gt;it was like orchard road lah!&lt;/b&gt; so happening man at 2am, couldnt even find a parking space. wahahaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went around to checkout on them, we went to the Supreme Court to check out on one of the groups and there was this flashing stage light at pandan. was kinda freaky cos it looked like some silent concert for &lt;b&gt;the silence&lt;/b&gt;. wahahah but no lah it was some prep for some concert i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to pearl hill park, you know this round building at chinatown there. we were standing on the slope looking up the buliding, it kinda looked like a spaceship which's about to take over the world. hmmm yeah. and it felt like the building was about to collaspe. okay all these nonsense imagination was started by wilson the yogi bear &lt;i&gt;new nick!&lt;/i&gt; cum patrick cum monkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at last we went to sentosa, which is quite different from a typical sunny sentosa. lotsa drunk people though. we went to the tower and waited for sun rise which was only officially risen at 7am. lazy sun. according to david you will know the sun is officially risen when the vessels in the sea off the lights. yeah so i commented that maybe it's a long holiday, so the sun wanted to take a break too. i sensed that the people around me wanted to whack me but they were too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left sentosa and went for breakfast at habourfront mac. actually i didnt eat mac, me and sherm&lt;b&gt;ieeeee&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*please self-service effect: squeal of ieeeeeee*&lt;/i&gt; went to get kaya toast and guess how many did we buy? &lt;i&gt;guess guess guess&lt;/i&gt; we bought ten! it's like.... dictionary thick man!!!! wah lao i have never seen so much kaya toast in my life! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!! can use to throw at people!!! HAHAHAHAAAA!! quite funny lah i laughed alot again so i was hyped for awhile. on the way to the mrt station we saw funny people. there were 4 angmos who tucked in their shirt. now nothing is wrong with tucking in your shirt my fellow good school kids but they just looked funny, like something is just not too right. then when i reached the station they found their &lt;i&gt;kakis&lt;/i&gt; and there were a few more! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAA!! and at the escalator this guy tripped. okay yeah that trigger off non-stop laughter. yeah i m a meanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to stop by PS to get some stuff. all the shops were still closed!! tsk, lazy shops! so we walked up and down the mall and finally one of the shops opened and i went to get what i wanted to get. &lt;b&gt;big hole in wallet super big man and it's not for myself!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;anyways thanks sherm the kid for accompanying me.&lt;/i&gt; we were dead tired so i went home and concussed on the floor for 2 hours before i went to bath. yup i m a dirty girl but i dont care cos i was too tired to care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's not the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out just now with jianliang, baqir, asri, yinghau and jitchian at 11pm for movies. guess where did i go? &lt;i&gt;guess guess guess&lt;/i&gt; PS AGAIN!!! when i got off the train i was like.... hmm i was here awhile ago didnt i? we watched Sentinel at the new cathay. not bad lah worth the money. the new cathay seats are good too, comfy and the food is cheaper. after the show jianliang couldnt find his car in the carpark and asri couldnt find his cashcard to exit, hahahahaha so gong! then we went to eat.. guess where did i go? &lt;i&gt;guess guess guess&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;MUSTAFA!!&lt;/b&gt; i was like... I WAS HERE JUST AWHILE AGO RIGHT?! yeah and i ate at the coffeeshop opposite the one we had yesterday. and what else do NS boys talk about when they book out? NS laahhhh! TSK! Lesley and Serene, you girls better come with me next time! went home about 3plus. &lt;i&gt;thanks jianliang for sending me home, but seriously you should take up reading street directory as a hobby during your freetime especially when you are slacking at sembawang. you know it ll be quite xiasuay if you use your car to pick up girls but you get lost, and i reckon you wont see this msg so jpaul maybe you can convey this to your gay buddy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here i m now at home! and talking on msn i also realised that....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;when my friends go to thailand they would ask me what i wanna get, i would tell them i want the whole of thailand. first it was &lt;i&gt;caokeng&lt;/i&gt; and since he's a good friend with the thai king he said it shouldnt be a problem. and now there's &lt;i&gt;shake it mama&lt;/i&gt; and i told him the same thing, i want the whole of thailand. he said he can perform shake it to the king and he can easily give me the whole of thailand. ya it doesnt make sense what i m saying is... when you go for holidays and ask me what i want, i would prolly tell you i want the whole of whatever country you are going to. yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then was talking to jianliang and he said if he can find a gf who's 1.7m tall he can give her 15cm of &lt;i&gt;an quan gan (security)&lt;/i&gt;, and i find it damn amusing and couldnt stop laughing. so from now on &lt;i&gt;an quan gan&lt;/i&gt; shall be measured by length. hmmmm which sounds kinda erm sick after abit of processing. for those who still dont know what i m talking about..... i m talking about height la!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay that's a whole lot of rambling. i want MY OWN digicam so that i can capture all these funny nonsense. oh well, time to SLEEP it's 5.30am. BYE my faithful audience if you are still here! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;PS: on a very serious note, for those who are thinking 'wah lao always say yourself very busy no life then why you have so much events happening for the past few days...' please note that the above events happen to be occurring over a long weekend, at wee hours, whereby usual activities such as going to church do not occur at wee hours. i shall stress on the wee hours part. the last time i checked activities such as work and school and project meetings happen on weekdays, from 8am to 10pm and many burnt saturdays with these and other important activites. on the other hand i really appreciate those who understand the fact that i m indeed busy on normal business /busyness (weak-pun!) hours. thanks. &lt;i&gt;*bow and run away before you throwing stones at me!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114643297830256010?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114643297830256010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114643297830256010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114643297830256010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114643297830256010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-1-may-2006.html' title='Monday 1 May 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114590093977328839</id><published>2006-04-25T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:50:19.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 25 April 2006</title><content type='html'>i am hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;serene: thanks for the butter-sugar bread just now! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;sam: SCARY MOVIE4!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;boss: i dont want to work tmr can?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly typed i am a wingkei as my login again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;kenn: yeah, now LAUGH!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna havoc. i wanna shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;i&gt;steph: pack me in your suitcase (get a freaking big one), bring me to taiwannnnn! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HRIS test was okay just now. it's the kinda test that you just keep bullsh*ting, cos it's like geography, everything is kinda common sense but there are so much key points to remember. yeah then we &lt;em&gt;zao &lt;/em&gt;after that test, harharrr! i cant stand the stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and okay, i shall let down my ego and this is to the girl next door:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's up with us huh?! i m not angry with you or anything you know? so what's the problem why aint we talking? is there a misunderstanding somewhere? if it's becos of the stupid toilet thingy, &lt;b&gt;i m freaking doing my best to keep the floor dry now!&lt;/b&gt; u know, i really have nothing against you or anything you know, so why aint we talking huh?? i really dont know, i dont even know when did it start? and &lt;i&gt;i hate saying things like this so&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;i m concerned becos i care alot about our relationship you know! i miss those times that we can just talk nonstop and mum keeps knocking damn hard on the door to ask me go and bath.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; okay to those who dont know who is the girl next door she's my sister duh, i m not some lesbian!&lt;/i&gt; okay yeah. that's the gist of it. i know you dont feel like talking to people now but at least LET ME KNOW YOU ARE NOT ANGRY WITH ME! it hurts you know. *in tears...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is idealism a good thing? i suppose it's not yea? but i think i m turning into one freaky idealist.&lt;br /&gt;how. bad right. i m turning into a perfectionist??? NOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i feel like giving up. like you know, i feel like dropping everything.&lt;br /&gt;am i expecting too much from myself?&lt;br /&gt;IDEALIST?? say NO!&lt;br /&gt;hmm... i hate to be an emo-bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh, work in 6 hours time. *pat on my shoulder*&lt;br /&gt;I CAN FACE THE WORLD BRAVELY.&lt;br /&gt;I AM THE QUEEEEEEN!&lt;br /&gt;(princess has been promoted to queen rank)&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114590093977328839?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114590093977328839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114590093977328839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114590093977328839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114590093977328839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/tuesday-25-april-2006.html' title='Tuesday 25 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114574914152272080</id><published>2006-04-23T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T01:02:17.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 23 April 2006</title><content type='html'>Oh yes i ve changed my blog template again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures i ve uploaded are in a mess again now cos of the different template. oh wells, that's probably the thing i really really hate the most about changing blogtemplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see how long this will last huh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114574914152272080?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114574914152272080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114574914152272080' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114574914152272080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114574914152272080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/sunday-23-april-2006.html' title='Sunday 23 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114563173773398556</id><published>2006-04-21T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T23:02:17.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 21 April 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt; my net profit is NEGATIVE one leh! where got profit NEGATIVE one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;the stressed motor specialist:&lt;/b&gt; huh.. how can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me:&lt;/b&gt;ya.. how can.. &lt;b&gt;I CAN!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from my accounts test. i m flaming!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was doing the first question, generate the profit and loss statement and balance sheet. the depreciation and accruals and stuff were making me dizzy. i was doing happily... happily like a happy girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my profit was less than my expenses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOCKED, so i tried to do the balance sheet first, in hope to use the cheat code of minusing here and there to get the profit and just work something out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... NOOOOOOOO!! at first i got this number, i ll never forget, $104 400...&lt;br /&gt;it was a huge figure but still was less than the expenses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fed up, continue to do other questions first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back to the first question... then i liquided off something cos i thought it was wrong, then realised that $104 400 was correct but ARGH then *BEEEEP* i couldnt get back the figure cos i forgot what i liquided off and how did i come up to that figure..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, my net PROFIT was negative. NEGATIVE! think the teacher see my answer ll get heart attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGHHHHH! how can treat me like that.. i love maths u know... *whine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my boss is coming back soooooon! *no more honeymoon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back (spine) is hurting much more than it was awhile ago. one day i ll snap my back and break into two pieces. if that happen, just glue me back la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there's a big drain outside my work place. yesterday i triped over this metal bar and kinda dramatically (yeah just imagine DRAMA effect) stumbled towards the rubbish bin. it was like... 2 metres away from the big drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho one day i ll just fall into the big drain. joey the evil hokkien ah lian is looking forward to bring me to the hospital when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay crap stops here. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114563173773398556?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114563173773398556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114563173773398556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114563173773398556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114563173773398556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-21-april-2006.html' title='Friday 21 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114553480183066134</id><published>2006-04-20T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-20T20:10:04.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 20 April 2006</title><content type='html'>I realised that I have been blogging mostly nonsense, like you know, nothing really useful.&lt;br /&gt;I have also realised that I have been talking nonsense to people, especially on MSN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xuperman:&lt;/strong&gt; always about sugarmummy and daddy, ALWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;samueliver rajkumarpool:&lt;/strong&gt; hammerhead shark. -____-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;xiaohongku:&lt;/strong&gt; coloured HAIR??! (xiaohongku u know what hair we are talking about here duncha!) and why is patrick, his gay partner, is leaving him. and teletubbies. (I M NOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theboywhosenickhavenospaceinbetween:&lt;/strong&gt; sugarmummy, girls, sugarmummy, girls......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steph my sponsor:&lt;/strong&gt; LOSERS RULE THE WORLD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup i guess these are the frequent chatters i ve on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;talking about sugarmummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw bryant and mervin on my way home just now. after awhile of chitchat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bryant: eh you got sugar mummy to intro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH LAO do i have the face i ve lotsa lobang of sugarmummies! why nobody is providing me sugardaddies! i have 3 people in queue to request sugarmummies from me. i ve a human resource recruitment consultant, if you want sugarmummies from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;you either trade in one sugar daddy or PAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahahaa! joking la! i got no lobang.... if i ve i would ve kept it for myself first! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah okay enough of nonsense. SEE precisely why nothing constructive ever comes out from my blog, too much nonsense in my daily life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY time to have dinner, got CURRY CHICKEN! wahahaha! and bryant just said i m becoming &lt;i&gt;prosperous&lt;/i&gt;, meaning FAT. DAMMMNIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ve got accounts test tomorrow. booohoooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114553480183066134?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114553480183066134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114553480183066134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114553480183066134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114553480183066134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/thursday-20-april-2006.html' title='Thursday 20 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114536998580738076</id><published>2006-04-18T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T22:19:45.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday 18 April 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr1.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr2.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr3.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr4.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr5.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr6.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/18apr7.jpg" border="0" alt="Crazy Dance Room" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114512904317165284</id><published>2006-04-16T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T03:24:03.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 16 April 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/takethelead.jpg" border="0" alt="Take the Lead" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought the soundtrack. although the movies is only worth $7 but not $9.50, the soundtrack is pretty alright.... yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to church today to rehearse for some dance thing for LIVE. did alot of stupid things, took alot of stupid pictures. laughed like crazzzzzzzzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you never had the thought of skipping school when you were in primary/secondary school. you woke up faithfully at 6.30am, even though you wished you didnt but the thought of skipping school never never came across. &lt;i&gt;okay at least for me i was a decent good school kid. i was loyal to my alarm clock like how it's loyal to me.&lt;/i&gt; you woke up at 6.30am, put on your uniform, combed your ponytail neatly, eat breakfast which was normally jam and butter bread plus HL milk for me, and went to school at 7.10am everyday. &lt;i&gt;yea i was a lucky little kid whose school was only a 5 minutes walk + a flight of 108steps away.&lt;/i&gt; when it's sec 3 and 4, there were millions of test everyweek, sleeping at 11+ 12yish but it was absolutely not a problem to wake up at 6.30am the next morning. or sometimes you quarrelled with your parents/boyfriend and you cried like mad but still you managed to wake up, and you only fell asleep in between lessons but would immediately wake up when the next teacher came into class and the whole class stood up to greet the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after 4 years of that you went on to poly. school starts at 8am (fyi to jc peeps, my school was mostly 8-5 with only 1 hr break in between and plus part-time job at night) and somehow the thought of skipping school started creeping into the picture. gradually you hated waking up early, you really really hated it. at first it was still okay to wake up at 6am, get dressed and stuff. now getting dressed is another tricky part, cos there's no such things as uniform now. unless you are super rich, if not thinking of what to wear to school everyday is a process that kills. really. then you dragged yourself to the busstop. in school, somehow you just couldnt stay awake and the table-kissing process kicked in. &lt;i&gt;table-kissing is aka sleeping with your face flat on the table. &lt;/i&gt; so after awhile &lt;i&gt;pontang&lt;/i&gt; is like the magic word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after 3 years, the real nightmare begins. you find that you will never have enough sleep. no matter how much you sleep you will find yourself super super sleepy at 11am. then you pump yourself with lotsa caffeine, lotsa redbull, and &lt;i&gt;tahan&lt;/i&gt; till 12pm for lunch. strangely you find yourself super hyper during lunch. after an hour of lunch you drag or sometimes crawl back to the office. the documents in on your computer screen just start swimming in front of you, like they words and alphabets are all having a life of their own and start attacking you. at 3pm it's the hardest time to survive. you move around, walk here and there, cross you leg, uncross and cross again. hold on tight to your mouse and pretending to work really really hard but actually you are taking a nap backfacing your boss. at 5plus things get better, but the REAL nightmare comes regularly on mondays, wednesdays and fridays, where there are things called night classes that end at 10pm. after all these you reach home at 11, bathed and go online for awhile. but the awhile always prolongs when millions of people swarm your msn and the chatting will go on till 12plus. by then you are completely flat. so you go to your bed and recharge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the recharge always never help. the whole vicious cycle kickstarts itself again the next day. and you dont understand, cause you are sleeping at least 7 hours a day and still why not enough?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why, why is sleep not enough?&lt;br /&gt;while jack neo creates the whole notion of 'money not enough',&lt;br /&gt;me, the &lt;b&gt;workaholic no life plus part time mugging loser&lt;/b&gt; is gonna find out why with the thesis 'sleep not enough'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114512904317165284?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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ROOOOAARRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and HRIS. . . it's like practically memorising a dictionary. i hate memorising. hate hate hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn my &lt;b&gt;head&lt;/b&gt; really hurts. it's taking away my craving for ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to boost up abit on my social activities calender.&lt;br /&gt;i m proud to announce that. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boss's not around these couple of days, and we just went crazy. at 11.45am yesterday everyone started standing up and talking, preparing for our lunch! hahahahahah it's rare that we can have a chance to eat and left no one in the office. alfred drove us to chinatown to eat, wahahaha! sick of tanjong pagar and its killer-price food. around 3plus we started preparing ourselves on what to do for the evening. we spent an hour talking about movies. hence the decision to watch movies after work with steph n xiaohongku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have watched both &lt;b&gt;inside man&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;take the lead&lt;/b&gt;! YES i have watched take the lead on its opening day! hurhurhur! steady la me! wohohoho! but it's not really that fantastic, dont watch it on a $9.50 day. the dialogue and all are 'bit boring... but i do love the juicy dancing part. WOOOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(eh steph and xiaohongku, i think i didnt return to both of you 50cent leh...... forgot.. sorry sorry will return when i see you again! and steph: 50cent!! WU JIAO QIAN!! AHAHAHA!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for inside man, i know i m kinda slow. yeah i m slow okay, cos i didnt really get the whole thing... yeah la slow la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i went jitterbugs last week and this tuesday. WOOOTWOOOT! but no more for the coming weeks cos i am a &lt;b&gt;no-life-workaholic-part-time-mugging loser.&lt;/b&gt; and my back still hurts. lots after dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some partying here and there. some supper sessions here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need shopping man. the last spreeeeee i had was with steph n von before i started my current job. yeah that's like in february yea. progress package come come faster come!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114502559029879671?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114502559029879671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114502559029879671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114502559029879671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114502559029879671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-14-april-2006.html' title='Friday 14 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114486598429478386</id><published>2006-04-13T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T02:19:44.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday 13 April 2006</title><content type='html'>I am 22 years old and I am playing game till freaking 2am.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm. but i dont care. o2Jam! woohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love long weekend! *muahaaahahahah!!&lt;br /&gt;while people like xiaohongku and basil are going diving under the sea,&lt;br /&gt;I am gonna...... STUDY! *loser*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114486598429478386?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114486598429478386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114486598429478386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114486598429478386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114486598429478386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/04/thursday-13-april-2006.html' title='Thursday 13 April 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114477533356111288</id><published>2006-04-12T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T01:08:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 12 April 2006</title><content type='html'>life is &lt;b&gt;that&lt;/b&gt; hard sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went jitterbugs just now.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeeeeee. went for both I &amp; II.&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;currently not using my brain so yea thanks for reading yea!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114373440229612379</id><published>2006-03-30T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T10:30:31.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 31 March 2006</title><content type='html'>i have left NP for almost exactly one year.&lt;br /&gt;it's almost a ONE year anniversary since YEP thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the super shiok 3 weeks in thailand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies and it just gets faster.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114373440229612379?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;muahahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114329283685481774?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114329283685481774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114329283685481774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114329283685481774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114329283685481774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/saturday-25-march-2006.html' title='Saturday 25 March 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dsalk;jflskdajflk;sjalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's also because i havnt been spending a proper weekend at home. for the past 3 sats i ve been either not sleeping or sleeping only on sunday noon, due to .......... hike and partying and parties and.... cant remember la. bad bad bad, have to get my sleeping pattern back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m super blur just now, i typed my username for blogger as i-m-a-wingkei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i m a wingkei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i realised that i ve been blogging really regularly now. it's a channel of letting people know what i ve been up to? cos i think i m lazzzzy to tell everyone whatsup so people read it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went for my first client visit, it was impromptu because they actually called in the morning to ask if we can go down to their office for a meet up. i was in jeans lah cos it's friday, but luckily i had a blazer, still not so bad. streeesssssssss like a stressssssful squirrel after i came back. i must close this case!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may need to work on sunday too.... baaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna publish my free slots here too then people will know when i m date-ble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule as of 18 March - 25 March 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/3: work till 1pm. project meeting from 2-5pm at &lt;b&gt;woodlands&lt;/b&gt; (alkjd;lkjsafja!!). church till 7pm. study with steph till 10pm. meeting with david at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/3: maybe have to work, if not it's my R&amp;amp;R day, or work at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/3: WORK laaaa and schoool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/3: WORKKKK and maybe jitterbugs? (havnt danced for so long one day i ll fail to even do a wave!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/3: WORK and schooooool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/3: work work work and foresee OT, and finish my accounting homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/3: work work work and work and school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/3: hopefully no OT no WORK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how busy i m people pls jio me out!! wahahahaha!! just tell me in advance la okay.. if not sooner or later i ll become a NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss gingeeeeeeeeeeeee where are you!!&lt;br /&gt;LESLEY CHUA i miss you toooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;serene wai..... i i i i.... see u every other day lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh so random. i think i ve lost my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114260849688290999?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114260849688290999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114260849688290999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114260849688290999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114260849688290999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-17-march-2006_17.html' title='Friday 17 March 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114260846393334564</id><published>2006-03-17T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:14:23.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 17 March 2006</title><content type='html'>woooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m so tired even though i m sleeping enough everday, i sleep at least 6 to 7 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;but my eye rings are getting darker and darker, gingeeeeeee if you are reading, i m on the same boat as u now! haaaaaahaaa! it's not that easy for me to get eye bags and rings but LOOK AT ME NOW!! super &lt;i&gt;chui&lt;/i&gt;! my skin is getting blakjflsjalkjfsa, my hair is like dsalk;jflskdajflk;sjalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's also because i havnt been spending a proper weekend at home. for the past 3 sats i ve been either not sleeping or sleeping only on sunday noon, due to .......... hike and partying and parties and.... cant remember la. bad bad bad, have to get my sleeping pattern back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m super blur just now, i typed my username for blogger as i-m-a-wingkei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i m a wingkei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways i realised that i ve been blogging really regularly now. it's a channel of letting people know what i ve been up to? cos i think i m lazzzzy to tell everyone whatsup so people read it yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i went for my first client visit, it was impromptu because they actually called in the morning to ask if we can go down to their office for a meet up. i was in jeans lah cos it's friday, but luckily i had a blazer, still not so bad. streeesssssssss like a stressssssful squirrel after i came back. i must close this case!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may need to work on sunday too.... baaaaaaah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna publish my free slots here too then people will know when i m date-ble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule as of 18 March - 25 March 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18/3: work till 1pm. project meeting from 2-5pm at &lt;b&gt;woodlands&lt;/b&gt; (alkjd;lkjsafja!!). church till 7pm. study with steph till 10pm. meeting with david at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19/3: maybe have to work, if not it's my R&amp;R day, or work at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20/3: WORK laaaa and schoool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21/3: WORKKKK and maybe jitterbugs? (havnt danced for so long one day i ll fail to even do a wave!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22/3: WORK and schooooool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/3: work work work and foresee OT, and finish my accounting homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24/3: work work work and work and school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25/3: hopefully no OT no WORK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no matter how busy i m people pls jio me out!! wahahahaha!! just tell me in advance la okay.. if not sooner or later i ll become a NERD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss gingeeeeeeeeeeeee where are you!!&lt;br /&gt;LESLEY CHUA i miss you toooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;serene wai..... i i i i.... see u every other day lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh so random. i think i ve lost my mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114260846393334564?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114260846393334564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114260846393334564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114260846393334564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114260846393334564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-17-march-2006.html' title='Friday 17 March 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114243601571512163</id><published>2006-03-15T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T21:04:04.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday 15 March 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;i hate selective hearing&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's not like i did not offer any help that i can afford.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;this week is the official &lt;i&gt;sway&lt;/i&gt; week. i had monday and tuesday and wendesday blues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: my heel was hooked to the staircase while running after the bus. as if it's not enough that it's monday and there was this guy who was running behind me, so he was shocked by my dangling heels... and my heel was once again creating a scene at outram mrt. there's this gap where my heel always gets stuck at and i ve to yank it out. and there are tons of people walking up and down staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, i have &lt;b&gt;again&lt;/b&gt; lost the chance of getting..... $1500!!! haiyah.... SIANS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: i was sleeping on the train cos i was super tired. when it was time to get down at yio chu kang i opened my handbag to take out and ezlink card and at the same time stood up. then my mp3 player wire was dangling and somehow caused my handbag to flip open and &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt; inside my bag fell out. i was too tired and just let everything fell out without putting any effort to stop, as if everything was in a slow-mo. so paiseh everyone was staring at me and i bent down to pick up the stuff and the mrt door was closing already and i was still slowing picking up stuff cos i was still in a daze the more i picked the more things fell out of my hand again until this ah peh had to help me with my stuff........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya lah u get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today: okay la not as bad as monday and tuesday but i m still blue bcos it's a long day bcos there's school and i ve to drag myself there bcos i m super sleeeeepy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that concludes my entry. BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114243601571512163?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114243601571512163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114243601571512163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114243601571512163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114243601571512163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/wednesday-15-march-2006.html' title='Wednesday 15 March 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114216861003793301</id><published>2006-03-12T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T22:46:23.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday 12 March 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Vonzie's 21st!" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/12Mara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Vonzie's 21st!" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/12MarB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i m addicted to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/12mar2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of fun from vondarharrrrrr's party! after the party we slacked at the room and watched 'peach girl' on tv, and we laughed like mad for the LOSER sign! AHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had drinking game, truth or dare till dawn. then KO with steph on the comfy bed till 2plus and ate lasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph sent me a ringtone, and i m using it for my alarm tone. this will ensure i ll wake up on time and laughed enough before going to wash up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twinkle twinkle little starrrrrarrrararrrrrraaarrrrrrrr*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114216861003793301?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114216861003793301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114216861003793301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114216861003793301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114216861003793301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/sunday-12-march-2006.html' title='Sunday 12 March 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114198389353376032</id><published>2006-03-10T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T23:34:41.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday 3 March 2006</title><content type='html'>yeah, new skin, i love thisss! but there are some bugs with it, and it has created lotsa inconvenience due to the size of images i used to create. argggh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvmnvm it's raining! havnt rained for awhile. and the unit upstair is drilling and creating lotsa noise. i havnt been to jitterbugs for awhile also. i want to eat chocolate yummmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant stand it that the template is quite screwed up leh but i really really really love it. how!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it the same, that life is quite screwed up sometimes but u dont really really really know what you want to do about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, my template only screws up in IE, it's perfectly fine in Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life is the same i guess, it's only screwed up at certain places that are meant to be screwed. if you switch everything to another perspective then things aint too dark anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a problem with being honest to yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you have a problem with things that are messy? and believe me, i m really just refering to the mess that i cant face. . . of my table - both at work and at home. i have so many bills lying in my cabinet, so many books piling at one corner, a &lt;b&gt;toshiba&lt;/b&gt; laptop that just loves screwing itself up, my handbag that's lying at one corner that is waiting for me to transfer my wallet and stuff to another handbag, an insurance bill that's waiting to be paid, a comb that should belong to my make-up rack, notebooks that are to be sorted out (with the proper notes going to the right book), softtoys awaiting to be rearranged, shoes that are disorganised and separated from their partners (yes my shoes are in my room because i want to see whether my shoes match my clothes before going out so it's essential for me to have them in my room), a trashbin to be cleared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dont have the drive to do all these now. yea i want to blink and everything will just fall back into their respective places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to login to jobstreet to post my job advertisments. yesh i m at home now and i still have to WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss school badly.&lt;br /&gt;yes i wanna confess, i need a hug too.&lt;br /&gt;best if that person can bring me some chocolate and ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;okay la i shouldnt be &lt;i&gt;geigao&lt;/i&gt;, you can either bring yourself to provide me a hug or just give me chocolate and ice cream. not chocolate icecream, chocolate &lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my musicmatch radio changed from hiphop to house by itself, freaaaky!&lt;br /&gt;and talking about house, how do you dance to house music? SERIOUSLY. how?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which brings me to the topic of squashing action in the mrt. i was super squashed on the train a few days ago, this uncle was like........... luckily i had my school file with me to shield myself. wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to eat chocolate and ice cream NOW! why 7-11 doesnt have delivery. why is FERNVALE so ULU!!? the nearest 7-11 is at jalan kayu, so far! (okay lah i know it's not that far laaa) If only there's a conveyor belt between me house and 7-11. hmmmmm too imaginative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to get back to reality and, time to bath too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114198389353376032?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114198389353376032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114198389353376032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114198389353376032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114198389353376032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/friday-3-march-2006.html' title='Friday 3 March 2006'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114198337695121466</id><published>2006-03-10T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T18:17:47.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uniformy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Investiture 2006" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/10mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114198337695121466?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114198337695121466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114198337695121466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114198337695121466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114198337695121466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/uniformy_10.html' title='Uniformy'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114156191099776397</id><published>2006-03-05T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T20:51:30.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i m finally hommmeeee!</title><content type='html'>I have survived 9 hours of non-stop stoning action at Mac! We sat at PS Mac from 11pm - 6am, playing typershark, chicken invasion, msn competition with steph (only talk on msn with each other but she's sitting in front of me.. haaha!) then went to habour front Mac to SLEEEEP till 9am. Steph and me were sleeping with our heads on the table and my hair was like free table cloth for the table. then suddenly out of the blue a whole group of aunties started surrounding us! and they were talking in funny language that i dont understand.....i woke up and there were two aunties sitting opposite me at my table.. but i was too tired to be surprised so i just went back to sleep.. hahaaaaaaaaaaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally they reached at 9am and guess where did they eat their breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES that's correct!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to cab home but i was a good girl and took train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i slept from 11am to 7pm. and now I M SLEEEEEPY again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siansssssss why am i so whinnny these few daaaaaayyyysssssss..... whhhyyyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is damn funny, she took my ULTIC pictures and asked me things like 'what is this old MAN doing in the photo', 'how come this MAN got so many badges so his uniform'...... yup she kinda emphasized on the word MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about a week ago i came home late and she asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: u got boyfriend issit? y always come back so late?&lt;br /&gt;me: NO lah, i got things to do laaa work very late ma..&lt;br /&gt;mum: are you going out with any MAN?&lt;br /&gt;me: *cant process the word MAN*: huh? NO lah there is no MAN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn funny la... MAN sounds like..... a 50 years old dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is getting wordy again, time to take pictures sooooon.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got school tomorrrroooooooooowww ...... that's after worrrrrrrkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are damnn itccchyyyy it's timee to changee my lenss i donnt wannnt mmy eyees to rotttt and ....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m whinnnyyyyyy gooodbyyyyyyeeeeeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114156191099776397?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114156191099776397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114156191099776397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114156191099776397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114156191099776397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-m-finally-hommmeeee.html' title='i m finally hommmeeee!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114149713817080705</id><published>2006-03-05T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T03:02:46.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoning at Mac</title><content type='html'>I am stoning at MAC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Weihao and Siti to turn up at PS mac. Luckily Steph is with me if not I WILL DIE! and also thank God there's laptop! although i still have NO COMMENTS for &lt;b&gt;toshiba&lt;/b&gt; la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there are lotsa mosquitooooooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are still at checkpt 2, it's 2am already! i m falling asleep!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pause to KPO with steph..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it's 2.30am... i m SUPER sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alot of mosquitoes.&lt;br /&gt;and i m sleepy sleepy sleepy sleepy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weihao and siti, walk faster! hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mac connection is kinda sucky. i ve been d/c from my msn for million times already, but i shouldnt complain, cos, erm i never buy anything from them! hahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk abit about school and work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is &lt;b&gt;super stress!!&lt;/b&gt; i havnt been this stress for a super long time, i m losing my appetite over work! i havnt eaten much since friday lunch... hai.. look at what work is doing to me!! i m worried over sales, over client database. have some positions that are super difficult to fill now and i m &lt;b&gt;SBS!&lt;/b&gt; (it stands for something, hahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i ll still work hard.... *beam!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for school, it's okay so far. the lecturer for employee relations is quite funny. accounts is... erm, i would just say that, please do not employ me to do accounts for your company unless you want unbalance sheets. WHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this entry is another brainless entry brought to you by a very sleepy girl who's very sleepy and biten by mosquitoes everywhere and very hot (i tot at night should be cooler, luckily never bring my jacket) and very blur so she doesnt really know what she's talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m officially hungry now, where's my McSpicy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay wanna go KPO friendster n blogs, and find my McSpicy! muaaahahahahaha! GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: they forgot my McSpicy!! so they gave me free apple pie and fries! hahahaahahahahaaaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114149713817080705?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114149713817080705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114149713817080705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114149713817080705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114149713817080705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/stoning-at-mac.html' title='Stoning at Mac'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114131151979764417</id><published>2006-03-02T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T22:58:39.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>home yeppppie!</title><content type='html'>i havnt been home so early since like forever. i reached home at 7.30pm today! wahaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress is building up &lt;b&gt;again!&lt;/b&gt; tomorrow is FRIDAY already!!! have to hand in my sales report and coldcall report. *de-beamified*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joey is really a funny person. we had a good laugh during lunch again, but i cant remember what we were talking about. the only thing i remember is &lt;i&gt;i m very sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeey&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont understand, i m sleeping like 7 hrs a day but HOW COME I M STILL SO SLEEEY?! that joey sleeps at 3am and she's still beaming!! somemore she went to dlbO last night and got drunk and everything &lt;b&gt;but she's still beaming happy at work la!&lt;/b&gt; not fairrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was late for work today. okay it's always happening but today my lateness was abit obvious, cos i was 30min late!! cos the stupid 103 / 70 was late. *not my fault* i reached serangoon mrt at 9am, which is the supposed time to start work. joey was late as well. but &lt;b&gt;we will be punctual tomorrow!&lt;/b&gt; *we say this everyday*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two nights ago i had a nightmare..... i was on a death row and i was waiting for my turn to DIE!! then everybody came and visited me before i was dying.... then.... I WOKE UP LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite comical. it must be the aftermath of lying in the middle of a cementry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday tomorrrow! yesh friday...... having lesson tomorrow tooooo. night classes are really tiring man, i have only started one lesson!! i m so going to start mugging soon, everyone in the class seems to be pretty bright. bcos they are all adults so they seem to know everything. hmmmm. i must score distinction for everything! muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about adult. i think i m still quite kiddo. i dont really look professional when i m wearing my blazer at work. hmmmmmmmmm. but that's a good sign, it means that when i turn 30 people will still think that i m 20! a good whole ten years! wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat is another loooooooooong day again, having investiture in the morning and have to be a part time bodyguard at night for some hike. that means i ll go home super late on sat, which means i ll have to take cab again which means i ll be SUPER BROKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m craving my the famous muffins near my workplace - cheese muffins and chocolate chip muffins! i m so going to buy each of them tomorrow for my dinner before class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i need to buy lots of chocolate to keep me awake at work tooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat there's a dance competition at NUS, 7pm. anyone wanna go watch lemmeeeeeeee know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114131151979764417?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114131151979764417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114131151979764417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114131151979764417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114131151979764417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/home-yeppppie.html' title='home yeppppie!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114114407939200696</id><published>2006-03-01T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T16:48:05.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you will never find the right time</title><content type='html'>yes, you will never find the right time to say &lt;b&gt;happy birthday&lt;/b&gt; to me!&lt;br /&gt;bcos u ll either be early or late, HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, thanks EVERYONE for your &lt;i&gt;never-at-the-right-time&lt;/i&gt; greetings. yeah i know it's really challenging to find the second between 28 feb and 1 mar. it's pretty non-existing, or like someone said, it's phantom! hahahahahaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's really heartwarming to have people from everywhere saying happy birthday to me! wheeeeeeeee~~~! thank you everyone! especially those unexpected ones, long-lost friends.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every birthday i would make a birthday speech, at least to myself. but it didnt occur for me to contain any &lt;b&gt;'oh it's my birthday!!!!!!!'&lt;/b&gt; emotions this year, it's rather... &lt;b&gt;'oh it's my birthday huh..........'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i m just being overwhelmed with everything that has been happening since i turned 21 last year. legally adult, officially loaded with adulthood. like my dear pastor rhordan said, welcome to the other side of the mountain. (rhordan u said that right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i only have 1 second to celebrate my birthday, and thus no time for speeeecccch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wish that everything ll fit into where they belong, every unsettling thoughts will find their resting places. which kinda just reminds me that i was lying in the middle of a graveyard last sat. hmmmmmm. it's not so creepy until i was back at home and i thought about it. haahaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways about work,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m getting kinda super stress, it's starting to creep into me!!! since my skin is so super sensitive to stress...... i ve nothing to comment except i need a new supply of antibiotics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a meeting with my manager yesterday, and... it affected me quite abit cos &lt;b&gt;my sales figure is no gooooooood!&lt;/b&gt; but i ll try harder lah. i know nothing is too difficult to me. hmm... overconfident?? i m struggling with the difficulties but i ll definitely push myself to new heights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the funny thing is, today i had lunch with my colleague joey and we were actually facing the same thing!! it was damn funny la we kept having the thoughts that the other person is better. i have the impression that joey is much better cos she's like super pro with everything. she just joined the company 2 weeks before me so secretly we will compare. but today i found out that she is also comparing herself with me and the two of us have secret inferiorities with each other! hahaha! we had a good laugh. once we were out of the office during our lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;joey: eh sarah, i m very stressed leh....&lt;br /&gt;me: huh really ah? i tell u ah I AM VERY STRESSED ALSO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;joey: hahahahahaha!! why??&lt;br /&gt;me: bcos of the meeting yesterday lor...........&lt;br /&gt;joey: ya lah!! no wonder the office was so quiet after the meeting yesterday....&lt;br /&gt;me: ya man.. no time to finish my work leh... u know last time at my work place... i was like &lt;b&gt;wah lao today still tuesday only...&lt;/b&gt;, now is &lt;b&gt;WAH LAO today tuesday ALREADY!!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of work, it's definitely not going to take up my birthday space here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and school is starting for me tomorrow! yeah 1.5 yr of torture is gonna start.&lt;br /&gt;i cant find my foolscape paper. but i still have my pencil case with all my colour pens. *big grin!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muacks to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114114407939200696?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114114407939200696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114114407939200696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114114407939200696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114114407939200696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/03/you-will-never-find-right-time.html' title='you will never find the right time'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114079637974593000</id><published>2006-02-24T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T02:36:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brain malfunction.</title><content type='html'>have been so busy these days. i havnt seen my mum for 4 days. i havnt seen sallywelly for awhile too, the most recent sentence we had was 'can lend me you sewing kit?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been reaching home super late these days. i have been staying in the office till 7ish and reaching home around 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then school is starting next week! and i have checked - no holidays until JULY when it's the EXAM month!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will not be at home for 2 sats!! VIC tomorrow and some venture hike thingy next sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life will be... busy, busier than bumble bees, crazier than running squirrels. there's no link between these bumble bees and squirrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;officially declaring that when i m tired, my brain will start dreaming and thinking nonsense. things like &lt;i&gt;cha-siew&lt;/i&gt; pancake just pops into my mind at moments when i m standing in the train. HUH? but i can still think and concentrate on my work, my brain still works on things like work. it's just nonsense will become more nonsense, weird thoughts will pop into my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont ask me nonsense when i m tired, i ll give u more nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114079637974593000?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114079637974593000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114079637974593000' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114079637974593000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114079637974593000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/02/brain-malfunction.html' title='brain malfunction.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-114054439041005250</id><published>2006-02-22T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T02:01:08.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo of the Overwhelming Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo of Overwhelming" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/22feb06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Scouts Founder's Day at SAV. Poly Class Outing at Newton Circus. Ginger's Farewell from the Rovers at Bedok85.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohoh, very overwhelming. More explanation later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Meanwhile I'll say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I Miss you loadsloads Gingeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dont you dare to forget us!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If not no Fedex highlighters for you!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-114054439041005250?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/114054439041005250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=114054439041005250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114054439041005250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/114054439041005250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/02/photo-of-overwhelming-weekend.html' title='Photo of the Overwhelming Weekend'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113985561773139619</id><published>2006-02-14T02:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T02:33:37.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>yes my blog is long overdue for updates.&lt;br /&gt;but before i start pouring to you the drama of my life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=sarahho"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=sarahho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes do that please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113985561773139619?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113985561773139619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>chi chi chi chi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/31janpart1.jpg" alt="gek ark!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/31janpart2.jpg" alt="tekan ser!!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/31janpart3.jpg" alt="chi chi chi chi!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113839513093701480?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113839513093701480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113839513093701480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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title='rovers investiture. ventures retreat 06.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113759999670789955</id><published>2006-01-18T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:03:54.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>warning.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;warning!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do not date this person: miss sarah ho&lt;br /&gt;for the period from 18/01/06 to the next job that she gets&lt;br /&gt;she's going to be super broke to the ultimate extreme until she gets a new job and gets paid, highly dangerous personel unless you are willing to donate to the &lt;i&gt;save-sarah-or-she-will-die-fund&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113759999670789955?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113759999670789955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113759999670789955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113759999670789955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113759999670789955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/01/warning.html' title='warning.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113708083500835769</id><published>2006-01-12T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T02:09:37.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flower.</title><content type='html'>thanks &lt;b&gt;mr lai&lt;/b&gt; for the lovely flowers.&lt;br /&gt;i am amazed by the water metre thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, thanksthanks, Mr Lai!&lt;br /&gt;hope dont die!&lt;br /&gt;oh it rymthes! (is that how u spell?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/1201.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been, okay. not so hyped as last week. went to tifffie's house on tuesday for angie's farewell lunch with my ex-small group. then we watched mtv. man &lt;b&gt;backstreet boys&lt;/b&gt; rock my shoes and socks! muahahahaha! it was an hour of BSB's mtv, and oh boy, why did we ever like nick's floppy hair and AJ's gayness?! but sure we all know the songs...&lt;b&gt;hardcore&lt;/b&gt; la!! (it's another story with regards to hardcore and bang-bang-beetle). howie used to be the unpopular one? now he's the hottest i tell ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, i would like to stock up my clinique product from metro compasspoint next time. erm because there's a cute guy selling clinique product. (?!) but yeah i dont think he's gay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to my disappointment, i have used up my anti-blemish solution already! argh! within 2 weeks!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;steph: i think it's quite effective, but there's only like 1.8g of it in the $32 tube of solution. also i cant really tell the difference because i get break out ON THE SAME SPOT over and over again!! once the redness is lightened, the next day a new pimple appear on the same place! so yeah but i think the soap is really great, maybe you should try the soap although it's a tad troublesome compare to facial wash.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay more another day. watching funkamania semi tomorrow. yo yo yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113708083500835769?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113708083500835769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113708083500835769' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113708083500835769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113708083500835769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/01/flower.html' title='flower.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113630511158723969</id><published>2006-01-03T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:18:31.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>craze at work</title><content type='html'>today is the first day of work for 2006, and it is also the craziest day i ever have since i started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the call volume was double of the usual, and the abandon call was.... &lt;b&gt;320!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(abandon calls are calls that could not been picked up by call agents because all the agents are on the line)&lt;/i&gt;. normally when the abandon rate goes to about 20, my supervisor would start icq-ing us not to log-out necessary. today when abandon was 30plus around 9am, the first warning came. then the second one came when the rate was almost 100. finally around noon time there was a final warning that we should try to not let the abandon exceed 200. erm, i think &lt;b&gt;eventually&lt;/b&gt; the rate was so bad they couldnt do anything also, wahahaha so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so i spent the whole day talking. i didnt have time to eat my lunch properly, had to buy back and i only finished eating my lunch at 5.30pm!! my whole paper was full of highlighted names, meaning i have to follow up either by faxing the quotation or close the deal with them or those super &lt;i&gt;ma-fan&lt;/i&gt; people have to seek advice for superior. not to mention system was down (as usual).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super super busy, but i kinda like it. yeah i m a psycho! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i foresee that the following few days will be the same, with the loads of advertisement everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i started my day with so much positive thoughts. i told myself this year i m going to live to this: today only happens once. i was so contented with how i was feeling that i was so excited i only fell asleep at.. erm ungodly 3am yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but everything was great today, except for having a &lt;i&gt;no-toilet-break day&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;finish-lunch-at-5.30-day&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m also glad because this two days i have helped a friend, and i know i really did help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah today only happens once. and i m glad i had a fullfilled 3 January 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;b&gt;tiffany:&lt;/b&gt; yes i have started, have you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113630511158723969?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113630511158723969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113630511158723969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113630511158723969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113630511158723969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/01/craze-at-work.html' title='craze at work'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113622007986707893</id><published>2006-01-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T00:41:19.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gathering with ah ru and ah wai</title><content type='html'>went out with ah ru and ah wai just now. gingeeeeeeeeeeee didnt come. boo! went to food republic at wisma to eat. i miss those girls! yeah so happy to meet up with them, as usual we talked about work, and how much we miss school. went to paragon coffee bean after that, funky funky i love ah ru and ah wai and gingeeeeeee of cos! had coffee and cheese cake. had fun catching up with them, when will we meet again? lalala... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's getting late!&lt;/b&gt; better shut up and bath NOW! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of work for the year tomorrow. can officially flip my calender to january 2006. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much yeah but still YEAH and hopefully will this year be a BLASTING year and i wish myself HAVE FUN AT WORK TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113622007986707893?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113622007986707893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113622007986707893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113622007986707893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113622007986707893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/01/gathering-with-ah-ru-and-ah-wai.html' title='gathering with ah ru and ah wai'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113613684951236768</id><published>2006-01-02T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:40:43.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006.</title><content type='html'>the first post for 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a blast last night with my &lt;i&gt;lao les partner&lt;/i&gt; at O Bar! Supposed to be at some foam party but &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt;'s friends fed us with the wrong information. the party was at tuas (tuas!!) and we decided to change our plan. anyway foam party wasnt appealing because we didnt want to be &lt;i&gt;foamed&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway so my &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt; aka my clubbing partner and me went Obar, which also linked to dblO. first timer, place was kinda small. the cover charge was $30!! we chilled for awhile and talked about our resolutions for 2006. we had a toast to our resolutions and suddenly this angmo sprayed us with his spray can and it got right into my eye! i think he heard what we were saying and he said something like 'oh yeah this will definately by a good start!'. waahaha, crazy dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the dance floor. was kinda disappointed with the house and techno stuff. soon it was count down which was really funky cos the DJ kept saying how many more minutes to go. then it was time to count down! oh and also when we entered they gave us this party pack but we didnt use it. so everyone was like popping the poppers and jumping and shouting and laughing. lao les and me just joined in the fun and jumped with everyone. hahahaha, so funny! we just yeah yeah yeah and hugged and continued jumping. suddenly it felt like 2006 has &lt;b&gt;really&lt;/b&gt; come and that reminded me that it's a good time to start every anew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so before the count down it was all house and we were kinda sian.. after all the cheering and jumping suddenly we heard the music of usher's... YEAH!!!!! major screaming with lao les! like we were also yeahing along and screaming! so funny!! we were so exciting cos &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; R&amp;B started. so yeah danced danced danced. there was this couple they were tongue-ing from 12am to 12.30am.. stamina sia! &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt;, as usual had her great idea to disturb people so we danced around them and &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt; hit he guy's head but they were still engross in their act. so funny!! hahahahahaa!! then there was also this super &lt;i&gt;hiong &lt;/i&gt; girl who was so crazy, she grabbed us and &lt;i&gt;sandwiched&lt;/i&gt; with her and she was super stamina. &lt;i&gt;pei-fu&lt;/i&gt; her! so funny! hahahahahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we left around 1.45pm cos &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt;'s mum came and fetched us back to the east to aarik's party. &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt; took over the car after her mum went home and then we took out our party pack. it was crazy in the car cos we realised that the party popper doesnt roll out straight when we blew into it and kept slapping our face! hahahaha! we wanted to enter aarik's party with all these hooo-haaa so we were wearing the mask and tried to squeeze all three party poppers into our mouth. somehow we just laughed like mad. hahahahahahahah! then we were wearing the mask when &lt;i&gt;lao les&lt;/i&gt; drove, hahahaha! machiam superhero on the move! hahahahaha! so funny!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so after that we went to aarik's party for awhile, hang out there for abit. super tired. then came home, thanks ber for fetching us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tiffany&lt;/b&gt;: as promised, i wont go clubbing until march. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i ended 2005 and started 2006 with a high note. but partying is not the way for this year. wasted alot of time and did alot of stupid things in 2005, so 2006 will be a year to start afresh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's my resolutions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. to be more disciplined&lt;br /&gt;2. be a better dancer&lt;br /&gt;3. use my brain a little more&lt;br /&gt;4. have a closer journey with God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont really know how am i going to do all these, and whether this is the full list. i havnt thought much (hence, have to use my brain a tad more) about the exact plan to achieve my goals, but one thing for sure is i m going to write diary, as in written diary more faithfully. i have bought (ahem, good excuse to buy pretty note booK!) a brand new notebook during christmas as my brand new diary for 2006. Hopefully i will quite the habit of tearing my entries after a few months of writing. opps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, it's getting a little long. have a blast in year 2006! have a wonderful year and may everyday be a fullfillment and this year will not be wasted!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113613684951236768?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113613684951236768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113613684951236768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113613684951236768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113613684951236768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113586859234601461</id><published>2005-12-29T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:05:33.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maggie mee</title><content type='html'>i have cravings for &lt;b&gt;maggie meeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh, sometimes i feel like i m a pregnant lady with constant changing cravings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had cravings for chocolate in the morning. then i wanted prawn mee. then i wanted beancurd. then i wanted fishball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want maggie meeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;young adults party at auntie sue's place tomorrow after work. then meeting serenelesleygingeeeeeeee after that. supposed to go MOS but ah ru is on budget. so happening, so happy meeting them again after so long! yeah! although i just saw ah ru last sat and gingeeee i see her everyday. she said i m her fish she's water and i m her butter she's bread. MUAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of work tomorrow for the year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/29dec.jpg" alt="christmas at IL 2005"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished talking with wellyjelly on the phone, she's in camp. her school having mass dance, machiam clubbing! she let me listened to the background music, make me damn &lt;i&gt;gian&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sho should i eat my maggie meeeeee???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113586859234601461?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113586859234601461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113586859234601461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113586859234601461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113586859234601461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/maggie-mee_29.html' title='maggie mee'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113545075583553371</id><published>2005-12-25T02:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T03:07:34.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry merry christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for those who encouraged me in one way or another, all those who wished me merry christmas, thank you, appreciate it! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the christmas party at IL. kinda, erm, lucky huh. if you were there at the gift exchange part you would know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then headed to town and met perryn and gang and went zouk, for bryant's birthday (i set alarm for this k when he said it like months ago!) it was free entry for those who wore white, so perryn was wearing this white cardigan and got in for free. after that she came out and let me wear her cardigan and &lt;b&gt;i got in for free also!&lt;/b&gt; muahahahahaha! CHEAPTRILL!! as usual phuture was jam packed like sardine. erm music was so-so, had better. too little space, and was wearing long skirt so hard to groove man! perryn (with wei) as usual did stupid things, stupid &lt;i&gt;lao-les&lt;/i&gt;! oh my first time in the new zouk, phuture was just abitbit bigger. i like the bartenders there, they are much friendly and wouldnt &lt;i&gt;kop&lt;/i&gt; your change unlike some other places. overall the experience was not very good, i didnt have lotsa fun as compared to &lt;b&gt;the ultimate at devils&lt;/b&gt;. hahaaaa. bloodymary tasted like minestrone soup. oh and i saw larry, chunyuan's friend also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er, as usual after that i said i dont want to go clubbing anymore because it's very tiring. but erm, we shall see what happens next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went &lt;i&gt;gai-gai&lt;/i&gt; with sally. well it was a stressful one cos we were supposed to get last minute christmas pressies!! so stress! orchard was super packed! oh and visited chua ah ru for a short while too. then walked around, lugging my big straw bag and big shopping bags. and i havnt spent so much money at one shot. and for those who will not receive anything tomorrow, i m so sorry because it was such a rush and everywhere was so super pack and i had limited time (gotta rush home for dinner) so i guess i have left out some people (erm i already know who i have left out, SORRRY!) and my bags were super heavy and there were so much in my mind as to what to buy and there were SO MANY PEOPLE EVERYWHERE!!!! i cant even look at things properly because there are just so many people gathering in front of display shelves and they kept banging or kicking my bags (because my straw bag is super huge) which was super super super to the extreme to the max IRRITATING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay but on a lighter note (lighter but such a huge heavy &lt;b&gt;tua-kang&lt;/b&gt; hole in my wallet), i had the ulitmate splurge today. christmas is a season of blessing, &lt;i&gt;excuse alert!&lt;/i&gt; you have to bless yourself too. so i bought something, to pamper myself. erm, yeah. &lt;i&gt;xiao char bo: i think you know what's it doncha!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="the clinque fantasy" src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/25dec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it's such a big hole in my pocket. 174 bucks. it better works man. better dont disappoint me. if not, erm, &lt;i&gt;ji ba ke le SI!&lt;/i&gt; (correct anot?? learned yesterday, wahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;and also i have bought hair curler! yeah! now i can have curls, ringlets, triangular curls, frizzy curls or ulimate straight hair whenever i want! (of cos that is provided if i can wake up like 2 hours before whatever events i wanna go for with funky hair)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we reached home and had our family christmas dinner, and slacked for awhile, watched &lt;i&gt;decoding the da vinci code&lt;/i&gt;, then started wrapping pressies with sallywelly. felt like a factory woman. i remember when i was young i admired those shopping centre gift wrapping people, i thought they are so pro and secretly i wanted to be a gift wrapper (other lame ambitions include: cashier because it looked and felt good to press on the machine) when i grow up. thank God it didnt happen, it drives me crazy. i cant cut the wrapping paper straight, couldnt fold the paper properly, couldnt tie the ribbon........ aye you get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty getting late, service at 11am tomorrow. i have to wake up at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank God monday is a holiday so i can SLEEEEEEEEEEP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113545075583553371?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113545075583553371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113545075583553371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113545075583553371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113545075583553371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-merry-christmas_25.html' title='merry merry christmas'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113526864500696106</id><published>2005-12-22T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T00:41:55.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when it's time for my brain to work a little</title><content type='html'>i realised that i havnt been using my brain for awhile, as in, using my brain for deep thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;but i kinda hate deep thoughts, maybe i hate using my brain. i just like to take things as they are, going with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, christmas is coming. and this christmas doesnt feel like christmas. i m look forward to it because it will be a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;why are things different for this christmas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. becos i m working&lt;br /&gt;2. becos this is the first dateless christmas since five years ago (i m a loner but i LOVE it)&lt;br /&gt;3. i havnt bought any christmas presents&lt;br /&gt;4. there's nothing for me to look forward to at all&lt;br /&gt;5. my brain is not working i dont know what are the reasons, it's just how i feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos, a sensible person would just say, if you want to make it happening, it will be.&lt;br /&gt;but i have no motivation to make anything happen.&lt;br /&gt;i m tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week to the end of 2005. fast, isnt it? that's the time when people ususally rack up the whole year of events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 kinda feel like it has been a loooooong year, due to the overloading of changes. too many changes. i m a lazy person and hate changes, because when there are changes you have to do something to adapt to the new situation, yet strangely i know i m a strong person when comes to adapting to a new situation in life. ironic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant fully recall what were the events in my life this year, it's too piled up, too overloaded, overloaded with junks. it feels like there's a hole in my brain that sucks all my memories to a far far place. there's an auto delete button in my brain this year and i guess, everything's just hard up and frozen in some miserable space in my brain that's not occupied with insurance and greetings and work and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;major things happened in 2005:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my 21st birthday&lt;br /&gt;2. broke up with bf&lt;br /&gt;3. finished school&lt;br /&gt;4. went for a 3 weeks YEP in thailand&lt;br /&gt;5. went for a 2 weeks break/shopping bliss in hongkong&lt;br /&gt;6. started the tuition job with exploiting boss&lt;br /&gt;7. went sydney for hillsong conference&lt;br /&gt;8. damn screwed up for something, something, something...&lt;br /&gt;9. found new job at you-know-i-know-where&lt;br /&gt;10. clubbing almost once every month, which i start to detest but i LOVE da music!&lt;br /&gt;11. getting used to wake up early every monday to friday&lt;br /&gt;12. lifeless creature&lt;br /&gt;13. damn screwed up with my thoughts, i dont know what i want&lt;br /&gt;14. miss school too much&lt;br /&gt;15. paying for almost everything i own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. i hate what's going on, i hate it even more that i dont care, i hate it even even more that i m doing these all by myself and refuse to uplift to someone who's bigger.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been a tangent graph (if dunno pls read up amaths textbk) in 2005. things were like going well then suddenly there's a changing point and it went avalanch (how do u spell that? u get what i mean lah too lazy to find the correct spelling). and unlike cosine/sine graph there's a connecting point where everything will go upslope or downslope continuously, but tangent graph is just BLEAH and there's no return until maybe somehow there's a miracle to uplift the pencil and redraw the graph to a cosine/sine graph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m i being too cheem? hmm... my typingpad in blogger is kinda laggy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that i have let God down. yeah but i know He still loves me, but yea...&lt;br /&gt;i m tired. i m tired. i m tired. tired tired tired. tired from dunno what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is the season of love and hope. but it sounds so commericalised.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have the real thing. i wanna have my tangent graph becoming a cosine/sine graph.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113526864500696106?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113526864500696106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113526864500696106' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113526864500696106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113526864500696106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/when-its-time-for-my-brain-to-work.html' title='when it&apos;s time for my brain to work a little'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113526153391809302</id><published>2005-12-22T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T22:29:56.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new addition</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;yeah added in the links now. please free feel to provide me with your links if you wanna be a victim of bloghoppers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a highly pissed off mode now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;163 is &lt;strong&gt;freaking &lt;/strong&gt;slow. i hate 163 but that's the only bus i can take. stupid bus. i had to wait for 20minutes. stupid bus. freaking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want my pay, NOW!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113526153391809302?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113526153391809302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113526153391809302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113526153391809302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113526153391809302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-addition.html' title='new addition'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113507556214369752</id><published>2005-12-20T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:46:02.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sandflies</title><content type='html'>those are not mosquitoes,&lt;br /&gt;they are sandflies!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt go sentosa, the sun was hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it possible for a person to be biten by mosquitoes so badly that he will DIE? as in due to the itch, not for other virus or infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love reading audrey the captain's blog, it's so... crappy but insightful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more hours to the end of my leave! OH NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113507556214369752?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113507556214369752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113507556214369752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113507556214369752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113507556214369752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/sandflies.html' title='sandflies'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113501629856044207</id><published>2005-12-20T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T03:02:15.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vtc 2005.</title><content type='html'>i m back from vtc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really cool, havnt had some much, erm, fun + mosquito bites + &lt;b&gt;ant bits &lt;/b&gt;(damn ants) for a long time. before that i had backache (from i really dunno what) and in the morning on the first day i was like die die die i couldnt even bend down to brush my teeth! but i had to go on so brought painkiller with me, popped 4 of them during the camp so felt kinda better. the most satisfying was our CHICKEN!!!! we set the fire with standard 3 matches! (okay lah bluff one with 5 but with consideration of our rustiness it's pretty good!) all thanks for the collection of firewood before the rain started and steph's &lt;i&gt;zai&lt;/i&gt; skill in lighting the fire. i m the &lt;b&gt;marinater!&lt;/b&gt; hahahaha! cos i marinated the chicken, which, erm, i tried my best okay! (i had the feeling that the chicken would come alive and bite me while marinating it, wahahah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, thanks for &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;chic-ken&lt;/i&gt; man!&lt;/b&gt; for looking after the chi-ken for more than 2 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here's the process of the smoke chi-ken, which was kinda SM thanks to the overloading of twine: (thanks to &lt;i&gt;smoke-monkey&lt;/i&gt; for the last photo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="VTC 2005." src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/20dec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then on the second day was the turn-out at 2am, and i was leading with &lt;i&gt;xiao hong ku&lt;/i&gt;. the walk was super-fast but it was better than expected. all thanks to xiao hong ku and his super long legs i was like dying when we were on the slope but i couldnt slow down. bleah. but felt accomplished that i could do it! the ventures were super funny sia, they kept saying rovers can u slow down pleeeeeassssse and we kept saying NO until &lt;i&gt;smoke-monkey&lt;/i&gt; requested us to slow down after the super-slopey part.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then the uncomfortable part came when we reached the second campsite at 4+ am. we set foot there for like less than 10 seconds are suddenly we had ant crawling on us all over! we were standing right smack on the ant nest/path. major insect repellant slapping but NO USE AT ALL. the guys smoked the area while some of us were checking out the ventures as they built their basha, but still NO USE! it was slighty better after awhile, slept in the hut that was located just down the slope where the ventures camped. there were so many ant, everytime i closed my eyes there were pictures of ANT in my mind! *shiver* didnt really sleep cos it was so uncomfortable, &lt;i&gt;xiao char bo&lt;/i&gt; and me were semi-sleeping against the pillar, &lt;i&gt;chic-ken man&lt;/i&gt; was sleeping next to the fire like a log, &lt;i&gt;slipper-boy&lt;/i&gt; was sleeping on the bench, &lt;i&gt;smoke-monkey&lt;/i&gt; was just lying on the floor, the shiokest were &lt;i&gt;bear bear&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;xiao hong ku&lt;/i&gt; with their hammock they were like cacoon!! hahahaha! then i was drifting to sleep suddeny i felt funny on my head, there were ANTS!! argh!!! in my hair!!! GROSS! that's major irritation. i hate ant. i hate insects.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so the next day early in the morning was to build improvised shelter. monitored them for awhile but i couldnt take it anymore i had to sleep. i nearly fell off the bench. then was fire-cooking for them again. the whole place was filled with smoke, nobody could light the fire. helped one of them and i was dying cos was trying so hard to maintain the fire but there wasnt any materials so was blowing and burning while grabbing whatever on the ground. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then it was home time! couldnt wait to have our coconut!!! went to eat at jetty.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yeah yeah, that was roughly what happened. damn rusty at this kind of thing. but it was really fun! and thanks smoke monkey for the tag!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;one more day to the end of my leave! tomorrow will be tanning with sallywelly at sentosa! woohoo!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;there are like twenty mosquito bites on me now, but the funny thing is, i dont think i got them from the camp. i have a few on my limbs, but i have like ten on my butt, which is, inaccessable! i dont know how i got them man. damn itchy now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;xiao char bo:&lt;/b&gt; steph &lt;b&gt;chi-ken man:&lt;/b&gt; derrick &lt;b&gt;smoke-monkey:&lt;/b&gt; wilson &lt;b&gt;xiao hong ku:&lt;/b&gt; yiming &lt;b&gt;slipper-boy:&lt;/b&gt; gabriel lai &lt;b&gt;bearbear:&lt;/b&gt; basil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113501629856044207?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113501629856044207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113501629856044207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113501629856044207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113501629856044207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/vtc-2005.html' title='vtc 2005.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113464766583731184</id><published>2005-12-15T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T01:39:20.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*new name.</title><content type='html'>i have new name in addition to sandra rachel.&lt;br /&gt;my latest addition (courtesy of customers) is &lt;b&gt;Lisa&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and it was said not only once, not only twice, but by THREE CUSTOMERS!!!&lt;br /&gt;then someone called me rachel again today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah i m a multi-name girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sam: the reason why i didnt tell them earlier was that i dont wanna interupt them, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve got cable, finally!&lt;br /&gt;i ve been sticking my eyes to the tv for like hours on MTV!! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;and i m having leave until next tuesday..&lt;br /&gt;SHIOK! MORE TV! MORE MTV! YEAH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also with maxonline 6500, it's loads faster than pacnet! super fast!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay VTC on sat, excited!&lt;br /&gt;today i went to buy chicken from NTUC,&lt;br /&gt;gosh i suck at, erm buying chicken??&lt;br /&gt;i wrapped the chicken with 3 layers of plastic bag,&lt;br /&gt;then when i paid at the counter,&lt;br /&gt;the cashier was like, why you wrap so many layers.&lt;br /&gt;opps, she had to tear it in order to scan the bar code.&lt;br /&gt;ahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;oh everybody who's going for VTC God bless you for the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;hope i dont screw up with the, erm, marinating process. *hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i m a happy girl, because i m on leave. ON LEAVE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113464766583731184?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113464766583731184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113464766583731184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113464766583731184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113464766583731184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-name.html' title='*new name.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113431948427530986</id><published>2005-12-12T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:52:11.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sini outing. happening week ahead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="sini outing. alley bar." src="http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/12dec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had sini outing on thursday. went nydc to eat, then alleybar. i love sini outings, so much fun in just catching up with one another and also the talking about the good old days. we discussed our lazy, erm susan/mary/sam, work, blah blah. there were 9 of us, and seeing some of them like ruolin and shufen whom i havnt seen for a very long time really made my day. Weeeeeeee!!&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go balcony, the one beside hereen, but it was too crowded and hard to find a place to fit 9 of us, so went to alleybar instead. but definitely have to try balcony one day, it looks so great! with the bed and all, i mean, so cosy. yeap. we ordered each a drink, with exotic names like BLOWJOB, whooohoo! so funny! and monkey brain which looks kinda sick and tasted kinda pulpy and sick too. the best is black russian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this week is gonna be exciting! lotsa meet-ups, VTC, and, MY LONG AWAITED LEAVE STARTS ON FRIDAY!! till next tuesday only, but they are my ANNUAL LEAVE! YEAAAAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wahahaha! okay it's late, tomorrow is still monday. monday blueeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh how can i forget this, my family is so funny the past few days. first, on friday i met up with papa and sallywelly at compasspoint. mummy supposed to come but she said she got stuff to do, she came later, then we walked around, had a nice chat with daddy about work and then we headed home. when mummy opened the door she was super excited she kept jumping up and down because she decorated a christmas tree! wahahahahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;then my mum, i think i said it somewhere before, sometimes i think she's crazy and she's really crazy. she wanted to whack my butt today and i wrestled with her. then i stopped her by holding her hands so she couldnt reached me, then she started using legs, then i stepped on her and somehow we were twisted into a mess and then she played cheat she SAT ON ME! but i couldnt stop laughing, she's CRAZY!! now it explains the craziness in me. it's in the genes ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yeah it's 1am. yeah, so fun, left so little time to sleep, so fun, byeeee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113431948427530986?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113431948427530986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113431948427530986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113431948427530986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113431948427530986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/sini-outing-happening-week-ahead.html' title='sini outing. happening week ahead.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113378986897882808</id><published>2005-12-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:37:49.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sandra rachel.</title><content type='html'>yeah, that's my new name, everyone calls me sandra rachel.&lt;br /&gt;muaaaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened was, yesterday we were talking about how some people just give you a name that comes to their mind, like &lt;i&gt;devon&lt;/i&gt; becomes &lt;i&gt;joanne&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;roger&lt;/i&gt;, and you just have to accept &lt;i&gt;yeah whatever i m tracey&lt;/i&gt;. today i was on the phone and the connection was kinda poor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; - i forgot what i was talking la -&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cust1: &lt;/b&gt;oh so rachel, what's the premium for my house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; - kinda lost, i didnt know she was saying rachel -&lt;/i&gt; erm... oh it's $35 per year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cust1: &lt;/b&gt;okay, okay so rachel, what if i want to insure this amount for my house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; - even more lost - &lt;/i&gt; i m sorry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cust1: &lt;/b&gt;rachel, i was saying.... oh sorry is your name rachel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;Haa. no it's sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cust2: &lt;/b&gt; hi sandra, i need a motor quotation....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; - lost again - &lt;/i&gt; oh okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cust2: &lt;/b&gt;yeah sandra, my car is x yrs old and was insured with xxx company... so sandra... your name is sandra right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;me: &lt;/b&gt; errrrrrrm, no it's sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i m girl with whatever name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i hate eating apple. it has this sweetness that chokes you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113378986897882808?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113378986897882808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113378986897882808' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113378986897882808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113378986897882808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/sandra-rachel.html' title='sandra rachel.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113370877940709568</id><published>2005-12-04T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T23:21:10.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*netball. blisters.</title><content type='html'>yeah played netball today!&lt;br /&gt;today was the most happening sunday in weeks.&lt;br /&gt;first, met per gen dev neum mark jess for lunch at, erm queenstown.&lt;br /&gt;that's really far for a lunch.&lt;br /&gt;then talk talk talk at hawker centre, per is a funny girl, always so bimbo! wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;then went to RP to play netball, before that we were going to mark's car and we saw this super cute convertd van in the carpark! it's super nice, orange colour, the interior is like super cool man!! the sound system is like intergrated as part of the windows.... IT'S JUST A SUPER COOL CAR! think it's a converted van. IT'S SUPER COOL!! like a mini caravan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, then went to RP, the court was occupied so we just sat there and talk. mark the fake PTI was trying to pull off as a real PTI (but his shirt we suspected that he kop from store), he was all garang and woooooo-ahhhhhh and ran towards the low wall of the street soccer court, but he banged into the wall! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Classic dumbo act, he can join perryn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we waited around six and started the real game. kinda fun, but my feet have blisters, so was super reluctant to run around. played GK, cos i cant run around and i just dont have the skill to intercept the ball. boooooo. but was fun fun. worked out after that! did crunches and flank (i have no idea why i call them flank, cos i dunno, dun ask me what is it i just like to call it flank)... wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m getting crazy cos now i m actually squinting cos i m not wearing my specs! weeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i m going to sleep. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: today i have decided to take off the 3 other ear rings i have. so now i m just back to a normal person with 2 earrings. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113370877940709568?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113370877940709568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113370877940709568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113370877940709568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113370877940709568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/netball-blisters.html' title='*netball. blisters.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113363534418343045</id><published>2005-12-04T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T02:42:24.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>church today.</title><content type='html'>church today was kinda fun. havnt really done this for so long. service was kinda short, short and sweet. good message. then was dinner at sunshine plaza with churchies, then went back to church to hang out, and they started doing stupid stunts, whahahaa! later went bencoolen for supper, havnt hang-out for supper for like months, reached home at ungodly hour: 2am. which is super late for recent accounts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow meeting churchies for lunch then netball. yeah play netball!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK better bath now, have to wake up early (ahem, 10am) tomorrow... boom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113363534418343045?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113363534418343045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113363534418343045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113363534418343045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113363534418343045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/church-today.html' title='church today.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113353535348669628</id><published>2005-12-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:55:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>storm.</title><content type='html'>there's storm!!&lt;br /&gt;all the windcharms, windows banging, tree shaking........................&lt;br /&gt;i looked out and even the cars seem to be travelling faster than ever!&lt;br /&gt;so happening! rain rain rain, it's friday i can SLEEEEEEEEEP like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;yes i need rest, i m super tired this week, super super tiring. i dunno y. talk too much le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;email chatted with serene n ginger. i ve no life! boo!! it's so vicious, monday to friday work, sat church, sunday slack at home. haha.. i m okay with my weekends, sometimes it's so busy (busy by the way includes sufficient resting time for me). just weekdays. i wanna be happening like meeting people for supper, but &lt;b&gt;i m old and have no energy&lt;/b&gt;. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's december! sho fast! yoyogo yoyogo! december... december.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113353535348669628?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113353535348669628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113353535348669628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113353535348669628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113353535348669628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/storm.html' title='storm.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113344939834728247</id><published>2005-12-01T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:47:03.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woody!</title><content type='html'>sallywelly bought me this lovely thingy, i named it &lt;b&gt;woody&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;it's so cute, i can twist its legs and arms around, its head too!&lt;br /&gt;errrrh okay doesnt sound cute sound abit psycho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's woody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="woody!" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/newblogger/01dec.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok woody is just a piece of bread. but it's cute can twist it around, muaaaaah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;randomly 1: jay chou's new album is nice. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;randomly 2: &lt;strong&gt;daniel wu&lt;/strong&gt; is HOT HOT HOT HOT HOT!! oh yes it's extremely seldom that i go &lt;b&gt;gaga&lt;/b&gt; over some celeb. but i dont care. daniel wu is HOTHOTHOT!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;randomly 3: hmmmm. OH it's 11.42pm i better sleep. and today i did try to &lt;i&gt;gek&lt;/i&gt; into a deep voice but i still failed to do so. and there was this rude uncle who kept scolding our staff stupid because he couldnt get the person who spoke to him &lt;b&gt;ten&lt;/b&gt; days ago. we have like thousands of calls everyday how are we able to remember who we speak to??? and he kept scolding us stupid. later i checked and nobody spoke to him, so i had to check through the history and realised that he didnt speak to anyone in my department, so i called the other dept and checked but the staff was not in &lt;b&gt;so i had to call him back!!!&lt;/b&gt; however when i called him he seemed to have forgotten that he actually spoke to me a few minutes ago. weird eh? then later i had to send him a proposal form and he asked me to leave a note so that he would know who to call, and since he was a chinese speaking customer i had to write the note in chinese and... now i want to sincerely apologise to all my chinese teachers - it took me ten minutes to write a sentence of..... about 20 words, which was simply just 'please free feel to call me back if you need further assistance thank you'. i cant even recall how to write 'zhe' (this). AIYO. just now i told my mama she scolded me. boooooo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok it's getting late i need sleep BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113344939834728247?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113344939834728247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113344939834728247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113344939834728247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113344939834728247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/12/woody.html' title='woody!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113335328208736651</id><published>2005-11-30T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T23:10:11.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>call log*</title><content type='html'>i just listened to my call log elaine sent to me.&lt;br /&gt;i sound damn super duper comical!!&lt;br /&gt;argh! i sound like a 16 yrs old girl.&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeek!!!&lt;br /&gt;i shall &lt;i&gt;gek&lt;/i&gt; my voice &lt;i&gt;deepdeep&lt;/i&gt; from now on!&lt;br /&gt;waaaahhhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;but it's quite funny to listen to my own conversation leh, i want to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;i cant imagine i sound &lt;i&gt;like that&lt;/i&gt; when i talk to people. &lt;i&gt;sia lah&lt;/i&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh my hot fudge sundae craving is here again, following with chocolate cravings too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went jitterbugs with zandy, fiona and gingerina yesterday. so fun! clare wasnt the instructor though, was the other girl who is damn funny. anyway yeah it was fun fun fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else do i wanna say ... . . ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing. i m going to play typershark! Muahahaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my sister bought me this breadthingy, so cute! i m going to put it at my office desk and play with it when there are irritating people on the phone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113335328208736651?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113335328208736651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113335328208736651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113335328208736651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113335328208736651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/call-log.html' title='call log*'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113318596893089864</id><published>2005-11-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:20:11.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumbum.</title><content type='html'>my bum hurts!!&lt;br /&gt;cycling at ubin was fun. havnt been to that ulu island for awhile. quite some changes. the bicyle aunties are more agressive now. the jetty changed. got alot of ice cold coconut stalls. i m old. the cycling up and down the slopes was a real torture. but it was quite fun although was silent most of the time trying to crack my head to imagine what will happen during the camp, any unforeseen circumstances. i havnt been camping for ages. i havnt planned a camp for ages ages. rusty brain. my brain is just filled with insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was hectic to the scale of 8/10 as compared to last week's. PMS. alot of paper work. headache. but i like to do paper work. i like to have my stationery in place. i lost my ruler for awhile today and i was quite sad. think i have a addiction with stationery and arrangement. i have changed the position of how the computer and stuff are placed for upteen times. i have only worked for 3 mths. wahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy got his full time job back! his position is MASTER pattern maker. machiam playing game. wahahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite alrite now it's the time to showcase my office table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/newblogger/28nov.jpg" alt="ring ring table" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;famous amos is my companion that keeps me happy.&lt;br /&gt;the phone is my ring ring partner.&lt;br /&gt;the files hold my favourite reading materials.&lt;br /&gt;the cabinet has secret treasures like teabags and real reading materials like story books and magazines.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have the most number of pens on display at work. DO NOT STEAL MY PENS I WILL BITE YOU. ESPECIALLY THE PINK AND PURPLE ONES!&lt;br /&gt;btw this is not the latest arrangement on my table. i have changed it again last friday. WAAAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113318596893089864?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113318596893089864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113318596893089864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113318596893089864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113318596893089864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumbum.html' title='bumbum.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113302522847906736</id><published>2005-11-27T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T01:13:48.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ubin</title><content type='html'>i m going to ubin tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;yeah! i havnt been there for sooo sooo sooooooooo long.&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i m very super sleepy now.&lt;br /&gt;work was okay today, we all sat together.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, didnt go for serivce, but did pop by for abit of worship.&lt;br /&gt;the new stage looks cool! the lights too!&lt;br /&gt;then went for VTC meeting.&lt;br /&gt;so lost touch with all these thingy, but hopefully will be able to do a good job and erm,&lt;br /&gt;run 5km??&lt;br /&gt;arrrrrgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway just for your info i ve a chatterbox on the left side under 'talktalk'. leave me a messssageeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I M SLEEEPY and i need to add more photos in this blog, i agree it's getting too wordy.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO I wanna sleep bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113302522847906736?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113302522847906736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113302522847906736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113302522847906736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113302522847906736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/ubin.html' title='ubin'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113292894868388775</id><published>2005-11-25T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-25T22:29:08.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sallywelly</title><content type='html'>i miss sallywelly who's sleeping in her room next to mine right.&lt;br /&gt;i miss sallywelly i m turning into a freaky sister lover.&lt;br /&gt;have been meeting her for lunch, let her &lt;i&gt;lompang&lt;/i&gt; cab to school....&lt;br /&gt;okay lah this is dedicated to you sallywelly,&lt;br /&gt;i love hanging out with you even though u say u have enough of me..&lt;br /&gt;boo, so sad.&lt;br /&gt;eh i told my friends ur bus ride adventure leh,&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SALLYWELLY!!! *Uuuuuu mouth*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO WORK TOMORRRRROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113292894868388775?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113292894868388775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113292894868388775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113292894868388775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113292894868388775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/sallywelly_25.html' title='sallywelly'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113249796986724344</id><published>2005-11-20T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-20T22:46:09.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>netball.</title><content type='html'>i played netball today!&lt;br /&gt;with my church friends.&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;i&gt;jeng&lt;/i&gt; my thumb.&lt;br /&gt;boooo...!&lt;br /&gt;but quite fun laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jitterbugs in 2 days!&lt;br /&gt;cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;weeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh this sunday i m going ubin for VTC recee! (eh sat or sun ah??)&lt;br /&gt;but i have to work on sat.... boooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow. goodbye sat and sun, my beloved weekend.&lt;br /&gt;see you next weeeeek!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113249796986724344?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113249796986724344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113249796986724344' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113249796986724344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113249796986724344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/netball.html' title='netball.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113234147130304326</id><published>2005-11-19T03:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T03:21:05.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear joan 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;for joan,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOSH it's really you!!&lt;br /&gt;whereee are you?!!&lt;br /&gt;kpo from friendster that you are in england...&lt;br /&gt;how's it???&lt;br /&gt;what are u doing there? (studying of cos duh)&lt;br /&gt;what are u studying?&lt;br /&gt;when are u coming back to singapore?&lt;br /&gt;eh long time no see eh!!&lt;br /&gt;we have lost touch since...... 3 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;wahaha so exciting!&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks for your comments, i aint prettttty.&lt;br /&gt;it's just makeup and *ahem* photoshop that work wonders.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;i m so excited!&lt;br /&gt;woohoo it's 3am now i m supposed to sleep.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for non-joan personels,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have added a chatterbox &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;. it's a pop-up box.&lt;br /&gt;let me direct you there.&lt;br /&gt;do you see some lins on the right side of this page?&lt;br /&gt;do you see a title that says 'talktalk'?&lt;br /&gt;do you see a link that says 'chatterbox launcher'?&lt;br /&gt;yes that's right, you found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;for those who just wanna kpo about my day,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is... okay. high irritating customers. but it was slow. so i got the chance to read my story book. actually the storybook isnt interesting at all, i m reading for the sake of finishing it. waha. then after work went for &lt;s&gt;ventures&lt;/s&gt; rovers meeting at glasshouse fish n co. steph me wilson yiming. fish n co damn happening cos there was a black-out. when the lights went out everyone went 'ohhhhhh' then the lights came back and everyone went 'ahhhhhhhh' then after a few seconds the lights went off and everyone went 'ohhhhhh' again. wahaha. then dicussed about VTC. havnt camped for so long. sure DIE DIE DIE. better try and pray hard i ll be able to take leave on the following monday if not i ll just DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hiphop class tomorrow. fiona zandy gingeeeeeeeeee and steph are coming too! WEEEEEEEEE!! n i have finally found more jitterbugs &lt;i&gt;kakis&lt;/i&gt;, namely fiona and zandy. cant believe can find happening colleagues at IN****. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH! i m proud to have a hobby. cos i was a sad girl without a hobby and now i can proudly tell people my hobby is dancing. hmm. *nod with specs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lah too sleepy already la i m talking nonsense. baaaaaaaaah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113234147130304326?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113234147130304326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113234147130304326' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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JING?!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113233624598285663?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113233624598285663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113233624598285663' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113233624598285663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113233624598285663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/dear-joan.html' title='dear joan.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113127965584701901</id><published>2005-11-06T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T20:20:57.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over!</title><content type='html'>i finished watching friends already!&lt;br /&gt;boooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113127965584701901?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113127965584701901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113127965584701901' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113127965584701901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113127965584701901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/its-over.html' title='it&apos;s over!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113102980482315543</id><published>2005-11-03T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:59:49.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club-Lag</title><content type='html'>New term defined by my &lt;i&gt;lao-les&lt;/i&gt; partner and the slacker policeman mr lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Club-Lag:&lt;/b&gt; party till 6am, talk nonsense at mac till 9am, remove ourselves from mac to delifrance and continue talking till 12pm. therefore there was a sleep-delay of more than 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this club-lag also resulted in muscle ache. i think i laughed too hard at ah pehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="devilbar" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/newdx/03nov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113102980482315543?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113102980482315543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113102980482315543' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113102980482315543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113102980482315543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/11/club-lag.html' title='Club-Lag'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113051074471700015</id><published>2005-10-28T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T22:46:59.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is dedicated to sallywellyjellybelly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you sallywellyjellybelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love what you bought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;muacks to sallywellyjellybelly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ralph lauren.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i dyed my hair to this colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;okay lah i dunno should be this laaah.&lt;br /&gt;but come to think about it, ermm.... i seriously dont know.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i suspect i m colour blind.&lt;br /&gt;i m bad with shades.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i m not joking yeah it's a medical condition,&lt;br /&gt;of cos not serious laaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;i guess bcos i wear contact lens too often.&lt;br /&gt;i think i ll go blind soon.&lt;br /&gt;having to stare at the computer for hours everything till my eyes sting,&lt;br /&gt;and talk so much especially reciting&lt;em&gt; 'just to highlight two conditions to you, we do not cover blah blah blah blah and in case of blah blah blah blah blah blah blah you have to 15% of the cost up to maximum $10 000'... &lt;/em&gt;it's really a MOUTHFUL mind you! it really really takes every single atoms of oxygen from my lungs to recite that sentence when someone buys travel insurance.&lt;br /&gt;my mouth aches. no lah, just that my lips are... so darn dry. no matter how much lip balm i slap on my lips its not helping.&lt;br /&gt;eekk.. i dunno what's happening to me. i m itchy everywhere. breakout. blind. fat. strange bruises. sprained ankle.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRRRGGGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113051074471700015?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113051074471700015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113051074471700015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113051074471700015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113051074471700015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-dedicated-to.html' title='this is dedicated to sallywellyjellybelly.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113016489007206484</id><published>2005-10-24T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T00:12:14.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping.</title><content type='html'>something struck me to shop today.&lt;br /&gt;erm, at NTUC fairprice.&lt;br /&gt;lug the basket around and shop shop shop.&lt;br /&gt;my loot includes corned beef, chilli tuna, museli cereals, wholemeal bread, lettuce, chocolate, more chocolate, chocolate digestive biscuit, more choclate, conditioner, ham, more chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more chocolate. more chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;and i spent a BOMB. i spent almost $60.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to LUG all the plastic bags (4 huge ones).&lt;br /&gt;it felt like a workout man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides shopping at fairprice, i have also started bringing my own lunch to work.&lt;br /&gt;today i brought the leftover rice from yesterday (oh dear, sound so pathetic) with raddish.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i m going to bring 'sarah's famous corned beef and ham sandwiches'.&lt;br /&gt;okay la not famous yet. just wait. it ll be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, so now i can proudly declare as 'auntie'.&lt;br /&gt;baaaaah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i going to be hip auntie!&lt;br /&gt;jitterbugs tomorrow, muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113016489007206484?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/113016489007206484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=113016489007206484' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113016489007206484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/113016489007206484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/shopping.html' title='shopping.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-113007817915789542</id><published>2005-10-23T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:34:12.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moo.</title><content type='html'>my life is quite mundane nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;it's like how cow moos and grazes on grass everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-113007817915789542?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112946657772610145</id><published>2005-10-16T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:43:33.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>perfect weather.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;the perfect weather to stay in my cozy bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112946657772610145?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112946657772610145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112946657772610145' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112946657772610145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112946657772610145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/perfect-weather.html' title='perfect weather.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112939607978504874</id><published>2005-10-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T01:13:58.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese songs.</title><content type='html'>i downloaded 10 chinese songs in a row.&lt;br /&gt;muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i m going to increase my database for the next ktv session.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m hungreeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;recently i ve been doing this superb power kickboxing kinda thing with my dumbbell.&lt;br /&gt;muscle ache everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m still in love with hot fudge sundae.&lt;br /&gt;why dont they sell hot fudge sundae at night for crazy people like ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna my hair to grrrooooow fasssst faaaaasssssssst.&lt;br /&gt;the auntie cut off 2 inches off my hair.&lt;br /&gt;TWO FREAKING INCES!!!&lt;br /&gt;booo.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna my hair to be as long as.... J.Lo previous image, like &lt;i&gt;fan wei qi&lt;/i&gt;, like long long long long long. but i also have to urge to cut it cos it's taking tooooo looooong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's me, impatient pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i m still not waking up from the nightmare.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112939607978504874?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112939607978504874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112939607978504874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112939607978504874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112939607978504874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/chinese-songs.html' title='chinese songs.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112920339249254965</id><published>2005-10-13T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T19:39:35.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is for samantha low.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sam, this line is for you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and this is for normal people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with sam for dinner last nite. at cartel. fish and chips: not nice. but the meet up was great. talked about old times (becos we are older than we were so we talked about OLD times....). oh i really miss those days. talked about work and that includes how nonsense and senseless and brainless how some people can be. we recommend putting '101 ways to be nice to cashiers' over the counters. and we talked about kiwi rolling down the slope. MUAHAHAHAHAAA!! oh i love gatherings with my old friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now it's dinner time. there's steam long beans. eerrrrr... i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me, how choosey i was yesterday when i was browsing through the menu. i reject any food with pictures of healty-looking carrot, green peas and beans. i m so going to die of cancer when i m 31.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112920339249254965?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112920339249254965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112920339249254965' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112920339249254965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112920339249254965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-is-for-samantha-low.html' title='this is for samantha low.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112819282617775615</id><published>2005-10-02T02:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T02:53:46.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>macdonalds delivery.</title><content type='html'>when you are sleepy and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;macdonalds delivery is what u neeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hungrrrrry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;erm, can the guy dont ring the doorbell when you reach?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;erm, is it possible to call before reaching?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thanks alot!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112819282617775615?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112819282617775615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112819282617775615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112819282617775615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112819282617775615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/macdonalds-delivery.html' title='macdonalds delivery.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112810553245194802</id><published>2005-10-01T01:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T03:05:55.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read with caution.</title><content type='html'>i m tired of explaining this over and over again. &lt;i&gt;why are you disappearing?&lt;/i&gt; at different phases of life, there are different priorities and interest. there are concerns with different issues in life. that doesnt mean i have disappeared. i still do whatever i m supposed to do. but there are more issues that are congesting my mind right now, and sometimes i just want my own space to breath, my own circle of friends that i m comfortable with. the people that i truely trust. i have not disappeared, maybe it seems that i dont hang out with some people that often anymore. i dont know how to explain this, and i dont wanna be anti-social, but i m just getting really tired and irritated with explaining this to so many people. it's not because i ve boyfriend, or i m workaholic, or i backslid, or whatever it is. it's hard for me to get warm up with people whom i m not comfortable with, it totally opposes the loud, talkative, crazy person, self-disclosing me with those that i blend effortlessly in. work zaps energy from me, but i like it, becos i enjoy my work, and i wanna give my best shot. i dont wanna be someone who punches-in and out ON THE DOT just to let my hair down once it exceeds paying hours, i want to complete my work properly with neat closings. i need to reserve energy for the next day, i dont wanna be zombie-lised the next working day trying hard not to see double-screens on the computer. and i dont have the assets to bum aimlessly, i m self-supporting now and i need to save for my studies. money doesnt rain on me and my family doesnt shower me with the resources in a breeze. i really try to be hyped up when i see you guys on saturdays, but i hate to put on a mask to be like one of you. i hope this doesnt sound like i push you guys away, i still love you guys, you guys are the best support ever, and i know you guys are concerned. i appreciate it. but i just wanna let u know that i ve a different stand from some of you, that life is not just all about fun, hanging out, fun and more fun. nobody hates fun, but a line has to be drawn someday when you have added responsibilities, new people you meet day to day, new challenges set to overcome. i rest my case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112810553245194802?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112810553245194802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112810553245194802' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112810553245194802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112810553245194802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/10/read-with-caution.html' title='read with caution.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112791735177742287</id><published>2005-09-28T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T22:22:31.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dancing madness.</title><content type='html'>went hiphop yesterday after so long.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;fun fun fun, at least for hiphop1.&lt;br /&gt;went for hiphop2 after that and i was stressed up to the ultimateultimate!&lt;br /&gt;the moves were.... random and out of the world.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun fun fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blame it my on toe nails,&lt;br /&gt;now i have the 'long-toe-nail-pain' after wearing shoes for dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite random hor my post.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update to my phonelag challenge, it has 300 over smses now and still hasnt lagged!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok going to bath and a brand new day awaits for me.&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*it's thursday tomorrow already! woohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112791735177742287?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112791735177742287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112791735177742287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112791735177742287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112791735177742287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/dancing-madness.html' title='dancing madness.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112749744151473424</id><published>2005-09-24T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T01:44:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimate phone lag</title><content type='html'>right now i m doing some really lame test on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;i m trying to see how many sms my phone can store that it will jam up the whole phone.&lt;br /&gt;*crazzzzzzzzy*&lt;br /&gt;at this moment there are 257 sms since 10 september, which was 14 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;muahahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that also means i have beening smsing alot, my phone bill went as high as ... high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's friday, finally! =)&lt;br /&gt;this week has been really fast, somehow.&lt;br /&gt;we started a email-chating party at work.&lt;br /&gt;which consists of ginger, yating, fiona and me so far.&lt;br /&gt;muaahahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;we ve also discovered that people from ******** section are weird people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m supposed to do something, then i lost track of what i m was supposed to do!&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i m talking nonsense again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112749744151473424?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112749744151473424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112749744151473424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112749744151473424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112749744151473424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/ultimate-phone-lag.html' title='the ultimate phone lag'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112739302342323611</id><published>2005-09-22T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T22:33:38.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*phototaking.</title><content type='html'>today is like the funniest day at work.&lt;br /&gt;cos we had a photo-taking session,&lt;br /&gt;for the purpose of displaying the top and worst call agent and team of the day.&lt;br /&gt;damn funny, had to make funny faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay la it doesnt sound very funny now cos i m very sleepy......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday jpaul! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*retired to stone mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;center&gt;*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tips for painting nails: do not paint nails after doing push-ups.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112739302342323611?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112739302342323611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112739302342323611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112739302342323611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112739302342323611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/phototaking.html' title='*phototaking.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112722566092793603</id><published>2005-09-20T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T02:01:19.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*Prince Cheesecake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;in case you are wondering, and those who wondered, and those who suspected, and those who are thinking of wondering, and those who any-how &lt;i&gt;hum-dum&lt;/i&gt; and made wild guesses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/newblogger/20sep.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*thanks &lt;i&gt;blurified&lt;/i&gt;, it's possess not process. thanks ah, but WHO ARE YOU?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok la, seriously, i bet nobody even &lt;strong&gt;girls &lt;/strong&gt;whom i know can both bake a cheesecake and dance very well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;better bath, mum screaming, stop dreaming about my &lt;b&gt;prince &lt;s&gt;charming &lt;/s&gt;cheesecake&lt;/b&gt;, still have to cut cardboard for work. haaahaaaa, weird right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;*daddy bought yummy mini-cheesecake from breadtalk. CHEESECAKE! see, my dad is the real prince cheesecake... woohoo!&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/9889550-112722566092793603?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112722566092793603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112722566092793603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112722566092793603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112722566092793603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/prince-cheesecake.html' title='*Prince Cheesecake'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112714631321534918</id><published>2005-09-20T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:11:53.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hot fudge sundae</title><content type='html'>hot fudge sundae is my new love for now.&lt;br /&gt;*yummm!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112714631321534918?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112714631321534918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112714631321534918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112714631321534918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112714631321534918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/hot-fudge-sundae.html' title='hot fudge sundae'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112697386699336112</id><published>2005-09-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:41:15.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*tired.</title><content type='html'>very &lt;s&gt;tired&lt;/s&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;tired tired tired&lt;/s&gt;sick sick sick.&lt;br /&gt;too &lt;s&gt;tired&lt;/s&gt;sick.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112697386699336112?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112697386699336112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112697386699336112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112697386699336112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112697386699336112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/tired.html' title='*tired.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112634020664618154</id><published>2005-09-10T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T16:16:46.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happening happening!</title><content type='html'>a sum up of the most happening week so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call centre had alot of problems this week! first of all on tuesday at around 10am, suddenly the place became very quiet. the phone rang, picked it up but i couldnt hear what the other person was saying. then we realised that the lines were faulty. had almost like 3 hours break due to that! aaahhhaaaha! things like this arent supposed to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, reached work at 8.15am, but the office was still closed. gradually people started to stream in and realised that nobody had the key to open the doors cos the key holders were on course. delay till 9am. Weeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then intermittently the lines were faulty throughout the week. hahaha! it's considered as very happening already okay! excitment at work! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides work, other happening things include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: leaders' huddle @ church. as usual talked alot of nonsense before giving something constructive. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: makan with shane at bedok 85 market! YEAHHH!!! i miss 85market!! $10 for alot of food: satay, otah, chicken wing, hokkien mee, pork porriage, bakchormee, oyster ommelatte. . . YUMMM!! full to the brim's brim's brim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: meeting with baptism organisation party. as usual talked nonsense more than anything else hahahaa! then supper with steven at jalan kayu. the satay quite nice leh although i was too full to the brim from tuesday. see... EAT again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday: too much happening this week, slept at 9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: bowling with steven and his friends at safra. BOWLING!!! so long never go, so fun! but erm, abit sia suay la.... not my fault k it's my nails! (yeah yeah still not my fault...) then had cheese prata at tampines, somewhere near zilin's place. see... EAT AGAIN!!!! but the cheese prata quite nice, nicer than al-ameen. then reached home at 3smthing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i m having the sickly feeling. too much happening at a go will result to shock to the body and physcially stressed out and thus falling sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112634020664618154?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112634020664618154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112634020664618154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112634020664618154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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gingeeeeeee after work!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;i love you gingeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;wish you could stay!&lt;br /&gt;then met shaun and denise from 4J also!&lt;br /&gt;at first was like, eh who's that!&lt;br /&gt;so nice to see people from the old memories,&lt;br /&gt;started catching up abit about AHS,&lt;br /&gt;and, erm, how i used to slack my days away and talked rubbish with char during mr peach's lesson&lt;br /&gt;muaaahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;and he started complaining how NS has taken their lives away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i m gonna take the SAT course people is recommending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ll miss gingeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee next week!&lt;br /&gt;girl must pack chicken rice for me horrrrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;today i made a customer damn angry!&lt;br /&gt;forgot to do something for a customer and she went down to the branch for nothing!&lt;br /&gt;arggggh!&lt;br /&gt;*scarrry*&lt;br /&gt;luckily didnt get scolding cos they understand how complicated it is, with so many departments and so many things to escalate.&lt;br /&gt;*eeeeeeeeeeeeeek!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh getting sleepy already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112567236167576493?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112567236167576493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112567236167576493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112567236167576493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112567236167576493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/09/thunderbolt.html' title='thunderbolt'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112519908460637053</id><published>2005-08-28T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T11:18:04.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i ve got a life, do you?</title><content type='html'>i ve got a life, do you?&lt;br /&gt;do you? do you do you do you?&lt;br /&gt;becos if you dont,&lt;br /&gt;I DONT HAVE A LIFE EITHER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ve the privilege to be the..... &lt;br /&gt;most &lt;i&gt;eng&lt;/i&gt; person around at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;it's just working, then i have a few hours to spare every night.&lt;br /&gt;sat is the whole day in church,&lt;br /&gt;sunday is the &lt;i&gt;sian-est&lt;/i&gt; day becos all my good friends are working i cant go out with them.&lt;br /&gt;on weekdays everyone has gotta study and stuff..&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss the good old days when i had to run around like mad, rush to starbucks for work after school, rush to get projects done, rush to get to dance in time and mind-choreographing dance on the bus, sleep-in till like 5pm on sundays to recharge for all the rushing....... and the cycle repeats itself again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes, there must be a purpose why i m so free.&lt;br /&gt;i need to find out the reason soon,&lt;br /&gt;that adds on to my 'to-do' list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112519908460637053?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112480642831971356</id><published>2005-08-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T22:15:08.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i do i do.</title><content type='html'>i m loving my job. yes i do.&lt;br /&gt;even though there are countless of brainless customers from time to time,&lt;br /&gt;i still love my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have never thought that i would want something so deskbound,&lt;br /&gt;but this job is challenging,&lt;br /&gt;and it allows me to put 'walking an extra mile' into action,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(erm, without physically walking... hahaaaa!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it feels good when you able to ease the distress, helpless customers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(note: HELPLESS not BRAINLESS)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like an angel to them at that instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my current goal is to finish all my paperwork by 5.30pm so that i can go home ON TIME!&lt;br /&gt;that means train my brain harder for multi-tasking,&lt;br /&gt;i m gonna be superbrain princess soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112480642831971356?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112480642831971356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112480642831971356' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112480642831971356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112480642831971356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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neurons (oh wow i still remember my bio! haaahaaa!) and thus sending the wrong signals to their mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first there was this uncle who expected me to know ALL the models of cars, the vehicle make, the engine capacity, how many doors, saloon or non-saloon....&lt;br /&gt;hello engine capacity? you expect people to memorise the capacity of the thousand and one cars in the database?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SIAO!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;relax lah uncle&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then towards the end of the day,&lt;br /&gt;(almost never stopped talking after lunch)&lt;br /&gt;this Mr LXX called and... wah i really cant stand him.&lt;br /&gt;he talked like an answering machine, or rather, those chinese radio DJ announcing 4D numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;typical answering machine tone: IC Number S 2 3 4 5 6 7 A, I repeat S 2 3 4 5 6 7 A&lt;br /&gt;me: Mr LXX, when do you want to commence your insurance?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: (still in annoucing 4D tone) anything, you are the one selling the insurance, it's up to you.........&lt;br /&gt;me: So Mr LXX, you want to start your insurance today right?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: you like to use the word RIGHT? Can I use LEFT?&lt;br /&gt;me: (starting to flame) erm.. haaa haaaaaa haaaaaaa... sorry Mr LXX, do you want to renew your road tax?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: up to you..&lt;br /&gt;me: (boiling at 50 degree...) hmm, is your road tax expired?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: i dont know... anything... you decide for me..&lt;br /&gt;me: (boiling at 60 degree.. WHAT HELLO YOUR CAR YOU DONT KNOW WHEN YOUR ROAD TAX EXPIRY ONE ISSIT!?) erm, okay, i think your road tax is expired already, so i cant do it for you right now.. is that ok?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: okay, yeah i know i know, i already said it's okay not to renew for me...&lt;br /&gt;me: (boiling at 70 degree... since when did you say NO NEED?!) okay.. so MR LXX, you want this insurance to be sent to you by post right?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: yeah yeah, see again you use the word RIGHT, can i use LEFT?&lt;br /&gt;me: (boiling point shoot to 90 degreee)... hmm... haahaaaa.... Mr LXX can I get your credit card number for the payment?&lt;br /&gt;LXX: okay, which card to you want LEFT?&lt;br /&gt;me: (????????? HOW WOULD I KNOW????!!!) erm.. haha, you have a lot of cards is it.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;LXX: Yeah of cos of cos... okay lemme use this LEFT.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this really made the boiling point went straight up to 100000 degreeee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;LXX: 1234 LEFT, 4567 LEFT, 7654 LEFT, 4321 LEFT &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Damn irritating!&lt;br /&gt;Some people you really need to slap some sense into their tiny brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR LXX, you better dont let me see your car on the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;GRACIOUS GRACIOUS GRACIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the biggest challenge in my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112472127299441527?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112472127299441527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112472127299441527' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112472127299441527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112472127299441527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/gracious.html' title='Gracious.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112460709218717442</id><published>2005-08-21T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T14:51:32.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rainy sunday.</title><content type='html'>recently everything seems to lose its meaning.&lt;br /&gt;seem to lose heart in everything,&lt;br /&gt;in all the things that i was once passionate about.&lt;br /&gt;since work started everything became monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoy my work now, and hopefully it stays this way,&lt;br /&gt;but everything else blends themselves to the back space somewhere in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;even you, God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like a vicious cycle all over again,&lt;br /&gt;losing hope, wanting to stop, worrying about the future,&lt;br /&gt;i was suddenly afraid of tomorrow, the tomorrow after tomorrow and the tomorrow after tomorrow's tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;even God seemed to be so far off in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to leave for home straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as worship starts,&lt;br /&gt;i sensed hope came all over again.&lt;br /&gt;i felt God's love.&lt;br /&gt;life's tough,&lt;br /&gt;but God's gonna be beside me and walk with my like a dear friend.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a passing phase, my dear girl,&lt;br /&gt;and no matter how screw up things seem to be,&lt;br /&gt;you know hope's always there,&lt;br /&gt;as long as you reach for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: yes tiffie! we ll meet up one day for a MEAT party! Hahahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112460709218717442?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112460709218717442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112460709218717442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112460709218717442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112460709218717442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/rainy-sunday.html' title='rainy sunday.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112411223162224414</id><published>2005-08-15T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T21:24:24.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i laughed for &lt;b&gt;solid&lt;/b&gt; ten minutes just now, at someone that i dont even know. his name is &lt;i&gt;du shen&lt;/i&gt;, my sis's lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i m meeting ginger for breakfast tomorrow! so that solves my breakfast problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i may not get my pay in time this month due to HR processing. that means i m really going to &lt;i&gt;eat wind&lt;/i&gt; for september.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my leg is itchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. i m not drinking 8 glasses of water a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i hate oily veggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. i m really sleepy now but it's only 9.23pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. my the other leg is itchy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i m feeling giddy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i m looking forward to work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. i m bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. i want to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. i want to &lt;b&gt;have money&lt;/b&gt; to go out and plaaaaaay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. the mini-mart downstairs is closing down! see i told you fernvale is like palua ubin and i guess now palua ubin is even more urban than fernvale. at least there's quite some mama-shops, and seafood restaurant in ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112411223162224414?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112411223162224414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112411223162224414' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112411223162224414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112411223162224414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/being-random.html' title='Being Random'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112410361919412894</id><published>2005-08-15T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:00:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forth day of work</title><content type='html'>today's my forth day of work.&lt;br /&gt;still trying to learn and memorise the terms and conditions of motor insurance.&lt;br /&gt;i think the challenging part of this job is that i get to match with the different rules and regulations according to the customers' cases.&lt;br /&gt;the most exciting ones are the exceptional case, where you (kinda) get to make the decision to accept the deal anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ll be even more exciting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;ginger's coming! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we will get the same lunch hour.&lt;br /&gt;then, most probably i ll be starting to take calls, provided i get the staff login.&lt;br /&gt;weeeeeeeeeeeeh!&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda scary though.&lt;br /&gt;today Banu told me that her first call was a nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;the customer insisted on certain payment procedure that the company doesnt provide.&lt;br /&gt;Banu explained that we couldnt process it for him,&lt;br /&gt;and the customer went..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hey you all are XXXX company you know, not some &lt;b&gt;TAN AH KOW&lt;/b&gt; company... how can you waste my time like that...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH! Tan Ah Kow! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;some people are just &lt;b&gt;goondu&lt;/b&gt; man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m so tired nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;it's most probably due to sitting around and do nothing (and get paid).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat a hearty breakfast every morning!&lt;br /&gt;a good breakfast definitely cheers me and motivates me to look forward to the rest of the day, giving me the feeling that the world is a nice place and the earth is.... round? HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;but living at fernvale is like living in palua ubin i supposed.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...... i hate eating bread, unless it's eggs and ham sandwiches, or tuna sandwiches, or.... anything with MEAT fillings!&lt;br /&gt;so choosey.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was in sec4 and mummy used to prepare breakfast for us since all of us were going out of the house at the same time,&lt;br /&gt;everyday was bread bread bread bread bread!&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!&lt;br /&gt;i hate bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what's for breakfast tomorrow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112410361919412894?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112410361919412894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112410361919412894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112410361919412894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112410361919412894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/forth-day-of-work.html' title='forth day of work'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112377201446955720</id><published>2005-08-11T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T22:53:34.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Car Idiot</title><content type='html'>started my new job yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;it's a call centre, with my own headset, my own space, my own computer...&lt;br /&gt;havnt been doing much these two days becos i know &lt;b&gt;NUTS&lt;/b&gt; about insurance.&lt;br /&gt;so gotta take a few days to learn all the policy, especially motor insurance that i m supposed to be expert in.&lt;br /&gt;man, it's so confusing!&lt;br /&gt;all the terms and conditions, different ages, different premiums......&lt;br /&gt;and what's worst for a car idiot like me,&lt;br /&gt;all the different types of cars!&lt;br /&gt;sedan, coupe, saloon (which now i know it's the same as sedan)...&lt;br /&gt;commercial, private....&lt;br /&gt;AIYO!&lt;br /&gt;my head is getting big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been listening on the trainee's headset for the past two days under my trainer Tammy.&lt;br /&gt;my job requires me to listen attentively to the customers, being nice and professional to them, meticulous and search my brain for answers, able to multitask cos calls come in one after another so before you are finished with computing all the data a new customer calls and gotta remember so many numbers and plans and &lt;i&gt;lahlkj;fldjsaf;lsakjf;sfsafjas;fsa&lt;/i&gt;... plus there might be like 10 applications opened on the computer and gotta compute data while talking to customers... and &lt;i&gt;ljalfjasldk;jflksa;jfl;sajfl;asjfljsafas&lt;/i&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;yeah my head is getting BIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i supposed it ll be fun!&lt;br /&gt;although some customers are really..... slappable.&lt;br /&gt;today this auntie called and kept scolding Tammy unreasonably.&lt;br /&gt;then this uncle called and kept asking 'you sure anot, you sure anot it covers public liabiliy, you sure anot... sure? you sure anot....?'&lt;br /&gt;until we got damn confused by him, like we wont sure anymore.&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda funny though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, gotta sleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;i need lotsa concentration for this job, with all the numbers and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh did i mention there's freeflow of drinks from my favourite vending machine? the &lt;i&gt;dong&lt;/i&gt; 40cent kind at the pantry?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112377201446955720?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112377201446955720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112377201446955720' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112377201446955720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112377201446955720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/car-idiot.html' title='Car Idiot'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112335157109231951</id><published>2005-08-07T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T18:29:11.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOP. Tired.</title><content type='html'>yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;angie's life group stayed over at &lt;b&gt;somewhere&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;woooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;finally swam&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;played malarky!&lt;br /&gt;sorry for being a totally honest person.&lt;br /&gt;i suck at bluffing!&lt;br /&gt;muaaahhhaaahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then woke up this morning.&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go to school for BME forum.&lt;br /&gt;but, erm, couldnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;not totally my fault k!&lt;br /&gt;my phone died on me and thus no alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way,&lt;br /&gt;i so need to change my phone!&lt;br /&gt;the battery is dying on me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;my most reliable battery,&lt;br /&gt;used to be able to last for days without charging.&lt;br /&gt;i only charged it twice when i was in sydney for 11 days.&lt;br /&gt;now i have to charge it everyday or else it ll DIE in the middle of the day.&lt;br /&gt;sucky!&lt;br /&gt;gotta get a new phone!&lt;br /&gt;i want a flip phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i woke up at 11plus.&lt;br /&gt;rushed to church for dance meeting with monling and faith.&lt;br /&gt;goodygood!&lt;br /&gt;fruitful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rushed to FOP with faith.&lt;br /&gt;super hot.&lt;br /&gt;super long queue.&lt;br /&gt;super bored.&lt;br /&gt;but people started popping out one by one after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;so in the end there was a bunch of us who, erm, cut queue!&lt;br /&gt;haaaahhaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOP was okay.&lt;br /&gt;frankly, it wasnt as fab as i tot would be.&lt;br /&gt;but okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was just super tired.&lt;br /&gt;and was in a foul mood.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;just really &lt;i&gt;sian&lt;/i&gt; lor.&lt;br /&gt;didnt go supper with the rest also.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;took 70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;murphy's law!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70 took super long to come and skipped 2 cos they were packed.&lt;br /&gt;then lotsa 14 came.&lt;br /&gt;14 used to be my &lt;i&gt;favourite&lt;/i&gt; bus when i was in bedok?&lt;br /&gt;it goes everywhere,&lt;br /&gt;to town, to ngee ann, to ikea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my legs and feet having lotsa scars here and there.&lt;br /&gt;all caused by... heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ai mei bu yao ming&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooooh, damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the HELL book from perrryn.&lt;br /&gt;should i read it now??&lt;br /&gt;later cannot sleep HOW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH BORED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112335157109231951?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112335157109231951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112335157109231951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112335157109231951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112335157109231951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/fop-tired.html' title='FOP. Tired.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112317690659304699</id><published>2005-08-05T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T17:00:56.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[*]System Under Test</title><content type='html'>New template under test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;test test. . . &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[E] edited @ 5 aug 1.51am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally done with everything.&lt;br /&gt;yup, changed template, again!&lt;br /&gt;while i still have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i packed &lt;b&gt;FINALLYFINALLYFINALLY&lt;/b&gt; my roooooom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/packroom.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threw out 3/4 of my clothes.&lt;br /&gt;some of my softtoys.&lt;br /&gt;someday I have to get rid of them.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh.*&lt;br /&gt;plus some junks that have been lying under my bed since i moved in last year.&lt;br /&gt;but i still have my most memorable ones with me of cos!&lt;br /&gt;rearranged my shoe galore (muahaha!) and make-up table.&lt;br /&gt;now my room seems to have more space.&lt;br /&gt;it feeeeels much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;***&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from next wednesday onwards,&lt;br /&gt;i will not be jobless anymore!&lt;br /&gt;i ve gotten myself a job as a call center agent at ntuc income insurance.&lt;br /&gt;customer serive hotline and answer customers' enquiries on motor insurance.&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah, gotta talk like mad.&lt;br /&gt;the interview was quite good though.&lt;br /&gt;the interviewers were really friendly and they laughed at most of the stuff i said.&lt;br /&gt;later my agent told me that they were very impressed.&lt;br /&gt;teee heeeee heeee!&lt;br /&gt;but it's gonna be tough,&lt;br /&gt;cos even though it doesnt require me to sell insurance,&lt;br /&gt;i still have to answer them in a statisfying way, making sure they are convinced to buy the insurance even though they have doubts.&lt;br /&gt;so my job is to clear their doubts in the most positive way.&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;and i ve to talk like mad then.&lt;br /&gt;80 calls per day. that's at least 1 call every ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;but the pay is..... i can say i m quite statised.&lt;br /&gt;hiaks!&lt;br /&gt;and if i dont take mc/leave for the month,&lt;br /&gt;i ll get extra $75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to play as hard as i can for the next few days!&lt;br /&gt;angie's lifegrp stayover tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;FOP on sat.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much on sunday (think will &lt;i&gt;nau&lt;/i&gt; at home).&lt;br /&gt;leaders' bbq on monday!&lt;br /&gt;ZOUK?????&lt;br /&gt;national day on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;erm, my mum suggested fishing.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;that's gonna be quite fun yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay talk too much again, SLEEP!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112317690659304699?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112317690659304699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112317690659304699' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112317690659304699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112317690659304699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/system-under-test.html' title='[*]System Under Test'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112295593060682212</id><published>2005-08-02T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T12:13:52.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drastic weather</title><content type='html'>the weather in sengkang is really drastic.&lt;br /&gt;i was lazing in bed smsing miss chua.&lt;br /&gt;it was so bright and sunny it felt like sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(oh these two sentences rhymth! muah!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but five minutes later it turned dark and stormy.&lt;br /&gt;luckily i didnt move my lazy bum out for a swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but swimming tomorrow with miss chua!&lt;br /&gt;yeah! tan tan tan tan tan!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many commented how lucky i m that i can afford to slack now.&lt;br /&gt;well it's a good life only if all of your friends are bums like me.&lt;br /&gt;i m so darn bored at home.&lt;br /&gt;all i do is just laze in bed, watch tv, walk around the house,&lt;br /&gt;and imagine how my room will be if i packed my room.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i wanna pack my room.&lt;br /&gt;but so often this can only be done when the &lt;b&gt;feeeeeling&lt;/b&gt; comes.&lt;br /&gt;you get what i mean?&lt;br /&gt;like you need certain mood and a 'kick' to get you started.&lt;br /&gt;it's too bad the mood is not kicking in at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;and so i ve to keep psycho-ing myself that,&lt;br /&gt;'oh my room isnt too messy what!'&lt;br /&gt;muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;sorry lah room, your tidiness is only to my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so bored so bored.&lt;br /&gt;jitterbugs with perryn later.&lt;br /&gt;havnt danced &lt;b&gt;proper&lt;/b&gt; for so long.&lt;br /&gt;but not going to pay for my membership.&lt;br /&gt;now that i m not a student everything is so expensive!&lt;br /&gt;the renewal is gonna cost $50!&lt;br /&gt;Eeeek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw outing with class was....&lt;br /&gt;hmm... not that great fun.&lt;br /&gt;not alot of people turned up,&lt;br /&gt;due to 'trench digging' in tekong.&lt;br /&gt;that's damn funny though! muahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some people need to put more effort and dig more la due to certain physical constrains.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at fish n co. YUM!&lt;br /&gt;swordfish collar with ginger, i mean my friend ginger not the ingredient ginger. YUMMM!&lt;br /&gt;what spoilt the night was chinablack though.&lt;br /&gt;eeeky music.&lt;br /&gt;and this eeeeeeeky attention seeking guy,&lt;br /&gt;who kinda looked like zhongyang! muahahahahahahahahha!!&lt;br /&gt;and the guys like chunyuan were kinda bored.&lt;br /&gt;i was very very bored.&lt;br /&gt;think it's more fun if only the girls were there.&lt;br /&gt;oh well oh well,&lt;br /&gt;ktv the next around yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/keiness/08outing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sini-outing!&lt;br /&gt;i heard it's 20/8.&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;so exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this friday,&lt;br /&gt;angie's small group stay over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and next monday,&lt;br /&gt;bbq!&lt;br /&gt;and zouk with lesley maybe?&lt;br /&gt;flava!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh so exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112295593060682212?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112295593060682212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112295593060682212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112295593060682212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112295593060682212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/08/drastic-weather.html' title='drastic weather'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112244482086749797</id><published>2005-07-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T14:13:40.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i reckon.</title><content type='html'>i reckon i should post something here to keep this alive.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i dont know if i should keep this alive or let it die.&lt;br /&gt;i have no time to keep this alive,&lt;br /&gt;but i cant bear to let it die either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa happened this month.&lt;br /&gt;lotsa travelling for the past few months,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to settle down and so something.&lt;br /&gt;not like i didnt do anything,&lt;br /&gt;the cleverway saga has caused a thunderstorm in my brain.&lt;br /&gt;everyday i ve to keep fighting with the thoughts of harassing my boss for my pay.&lt;br /&gt;it's D-day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;errrrhhhh, better let it be easy and merry.&lt;br /&gt;you happy i happy.&lt;br /&gt;no fight.&lt;br /&gt;no MOM.&lt;br /&gt;no police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl n lin has been visiting tnt recently.&lt;br /&gt;hiphip!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we will not be just ex-colleagues,&lt;br /&gt;but churchmates from now on.&lt;br /&gt;wooooo,&lt;br /&gt;i miss their craziness already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta give this sat's sini outing a miss!&lt;br /&gt;poly class gathering - 08 08!&lt;br /&gt;it's not really a full gathering though,&lt;br /&gt;cos most guys are stuck at tekong.&lt;br /&gt;gonna be dinner and clubbing and stay over at gingerina's.&lt;br /&gt;yeah!&lt;br /&gt;havnt seen the girls for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;jianliang, chunyuan and wilman will be there too.&lt;br /&gt;somebody suggested marche.&lt;br /&gt;the person who suggested please treat. haha!&lt;br /&gt;chunyuan the ah beng - it ll definitely be a scene to catch at the club! woohwooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning the agency called me.&lt;br /&gt;i applied for quite a few positions through jobstreet or jobdb.com,&lt;br /&gt;mostly HR or admin stuff.&lt;br /&gt;got an interview tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;for a banking admin assistant in tampines.&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;i forgot how much the pay was purposed.&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;i hope i get the job.&lt;br /&gt;i need money.&lt;br /&gt;due to the saga.&lt;br /&gt;i ll never know when will i get all my pay!&lt;br /&gt;hrmp!&lt;br /&gt;but ye shall be faithful to the Lord,&lt;br /&gt;and He shall provide!&lt;br /&gt;come on come on,&lt;br /&gt;let faith arise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112244482086749797?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112244482086749797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112244482086749797' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112244482086749797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112244482086749797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-reckon.html' title='i reckon.'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-112020403498957877</id><published>2005-07-01T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T15:47:14.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahem</title><content type='html'>Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;I am flying off.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;Cos.&lt;br /&gt;I am really SLEEPY now!&lt;br /&gt;BUT i cant sleep!!&lt;br /&gt;Cos if i sleep now i wont be able to sleep on the plane later.&lt;br /&gt;which ll KILL me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half an hour more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-112020403498957877?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/112020403498957877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=112020403498957877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112020403498957877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/112020403498957877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahem.html' title='Ahem'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-111988376800948661</id><published>2005-06-27T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T02:16:02.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird's Eye View of My Life</title><content type='html'>1. working. working working working.&lt;br /&gt;2. working. working working working.&lt;br /&gt;3. manage cute and adorable kids.&lt;br /&gt;4. manage (and feel like punching) irritating kids who cant stop chanting 'teacher i dunno...'&lt;br /&gt;5. still hate the feeling of waking up early&lt;br /&gt;6. i m sick now. got it either from my boss (his whole family is sick... contaminated office!!) or black.&lt;br /&gt;7. almost killed me to talk to the kids just now. ended up giving them composition to do so that i could just shut up&lt;br /&gt;8. tomorrow have to work... argh!&lt;br /&gt;9. leaving for sydney in... 4 days! Wweeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;10. i just ate alot of oreos for dinner. *punch!*&lt;br /&gt;11. i bought oreos to bring for work, so that my lonely mornings can be brighten up by the idea of having yummy oreos for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;12. better sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;13. by now you should know that my life is not a single bit exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-111988376800948661?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/111988376800948661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=111988376800948661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/111988376800948661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/111988376800948661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/06/birds-eye-view-of-my-life.html' title='Bird&apos;s Eye View of My Life'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9889550.post-111918730908549634</id><published>2005-06-19T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T21:21:49.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am not dead lah!</title><content type='html'>For your information...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Princess is not dead.&lt;br /&gt;She's just being piled under 54 sets of worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;Before she flies to the land of kangaroo in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and she's stuck to her workplace for almost 14 hours a day.&lt;br /&gt;That's all, she's not dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9889550-111918730908549634?l=i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/feeds/111918730908549634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9889550&amp;postID=111918730908549634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/111918730908549634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9889550/posts/default/111918730908549634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-am-a-princess.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-am-not-dead-lah.html' title='I am not dead lah!'/><author><name>Kei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03396777271087923180</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://i16.photobucket.com/albums/b18/princession/blogprofile.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
