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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3230475691612500959</id><published>2008-04-29T20:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T02:15:43.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[edited]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO KICK THIS BLOG ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Air Traffic Control Tower&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATC openhouse on thursday was a really nice experience, taking into consideration that it might be the only chance in our lifetime that we are allowed to enter the tower. since the invitation was opened to the pilots only, we (the 3 interns and the female head of hr) were given the impression that we were pilots from Jetstar. not bad huh. this goes to show that we looked professional and young okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touring, explanations, talks and discussions were done, and all we did were just to listen and absorb and have their sumptuous buffet for lunch, not forgetting all those craps and jokes shared - yanni hogging up the whole buffet queue line and pissing her head off, yanni taking candid photos of her head and putting photos as wallpaper. =) the event lasted all the way till the mid afternoon and by the time we were back in the office, we only had 3 more hours to go before we knock off. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195083880193915330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBilQ6lQ-cI/AAAAAAAAA8g/I4bqMt0FDB8/s400/24042008(008).jpg" border="0" /&gt;i dont know what the hell is this photo about. darlie/coglate advertisement perhaps? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195079933118970290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBihrKlQ-bI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/xpeL4D9mNG0/s400/DSC00852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195073701121423746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBicAalQ-YI/AAAAAAAAA8A/_hSRVIiEDN4/s400/DSC00861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195073709711358354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBicA6lQ-ZI/AAAAAAAAA8I/59GDAvxsx2s/s400/DSC00855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;inside the room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195073688236521842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBib_qlQ-XI/AAAAAAAAA74/acL5EwVm_0U/s400/DSC00860.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i'm right on top of the world looking~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;is this what they call a bird's eye view? the feeling of being at the top of the tower, overlooking the whole of changi airport and their runways is really good. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195079928824002978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBihq6lQ-aI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/a6RsIytpQrY/s400/DSC01023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;look at how advance their stimulators are. they can easily stimulate emergency situations such as aeroplanes on fire, or even bad weather conditions with just a few buttons. these stimulators are found in the school of aviation whereby training is done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195083888783849938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBilRalQ-dI/AAAAAAAAA8o/hmyUnXDmndU/s400/24042008(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt; hello. hahahaha. yanni: you are barbequed if she gets the link to my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jetstar Office&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;these few days have been rather tiring and busy lah. work is forever that massive. and i think my department is really sweet. hahah. on the 1st of every month, they will pool together a sum of money to buy a cake to celebrate those birthdays that fall on that month. since 3/3/08, i've already been to two celebrations already. another 3 more to go and that will signify the end of my internship already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today was also nichole's last day. i sincerely wish her all the best for her career lah. even though i wasnt really close to her, but still, she taught me quite a lot of stuffs too. and during afternoon, josephine randomly asked whether i could cope with all those stuffs that i have on hand currently since some of nic's work were handed down to me. surprisingly, i replied i had no problem. well, perhaps, those work still haven reach my limit, or could it be that i have no sense of urgency and that i'm taking things too lightly? lol. but i know i did have some sense of urgency okay. but still, i dont mind taking things into my stride. it works better for me this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Dinners&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195083893078817250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBilRqlQ-eI/AAAAAAAAA8w/fViHA-_WFQc/s400/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;had dinner with yujia and gang on thursday. as usual, we did all the catching ups since i have not seen and meet keetwan and xinyi for nearly 2 years already. and recently, yujia, shujuan and me had been having subway for almost every week, just like the three of us at jetstar are having popeyes!! i guess we are addicted to their bread and cookies, right? personally, i think their tuna bread and cookies are the best lah. their tuna tasted so fishy and together with the crunchiness of their lettuce and tomato and their tasty sweet onion sauce, it's heavenly. as for their cookies, i like them for their softness. well, some people might think otherwise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195083901668751858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SBilSKlQ-fI/AAAAAAAAA84/E_E86Qvrt5Q/s400/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we caught the forbidden kingdom too, but that was on friday, if i dint remember wrongly. hmmm, the whole movie doesnt make any sense lah, but still occasionally, there are still some funny parts here and there that makes it on the whole interesting. but still, chinese from the ancient period being equipped with the ability of speaking english is just not acceptable to me. i wanna catch the IRONMAN and INDIANA JONES! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thoughts&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've saw the ugly sides of humans again recently. some humans can be really superficial. she was standing right beside me and looking at me straight in the eye, and yet, she can treat me as if i've ate glass for food. the edge of my mouth was already lifted, and my teeth were almost showing. i just wanted to give her a small smile and yet she looked away, without even bothering to acknowledge my presence! this is damn not right can. i have my reasons for saying this lah. i think i am a super sensitive human and this isnt really good cause merely a word or a sentence or even an action can already set my brain into thinking already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and throughout these few days, i've realised something - the hardest mistake to spot is not hers, not his but your own. cause you've the tendency to think that whatever you do is right and that even though you've double-checked for the umpteenth time already, you will still be unable to spot it, until someone comes along and tell you that you've forgot to include something. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm still learning everyday lah, even though my little blue book has not been signed for three weeks and have not been updated since last thursday. hahaha. my work involves figures and a single mistake such as crediting from the wrong bank or debiting from the wrong vendor can lead to dire consequences. and thus, i was able to pick up skills such as being able to do things fast and accurately and i am still learning them everyday. i will still make minor mistakes here and there, such as writing TT as T, writing GIRO for foreign payments and stuffs like that. still, if i dont make mistakes, i wont learn as much right? some of my colleagues really know the right way of instilling something into me, especially josephine. haha. i like her method of teaching and probably the reason why i like to help her so much. when she teaches me something, she will tend to explain the logic behind that action or decision and she will make sure that by hook or by crook, i can understand. and she knows that only by ensuring my understanding, then i would be able to perform the tasks better and need not always go running to her when i encounter problems that can be easily solved. i prefer this type of coaching rather than those that tells you what to do, but without explaining why you have to do so. or maybe i am just plain stupid. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gelare this coming friday with o2 once again! and i am so going to enjoy my labor day tml. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3230475691612500959?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3230475691612500959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3230475691612500959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAMBLINGS &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a big big big stack of more than 100 payment entries on the table waiting for me to do. gosh. agent's service fee for the month of Feb, cheque payment entries, TT payment entries plus following up of missing fuel invoices for shell, chevron, pertamania, exxonmobile, etcetc. nichole's leaving next wednesday. cristina's transferring to another department. so there's many payment entries that have to be done. but i think josephine has already took some over to do, yet there's still so many. phew. she is going to be pretty busy herself, given that she will taking over some of their jobs too i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POPEYES is seriously filling. i love their scone-like biscuit. it's really wonderfully nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATC(Air Traffic Control) openhouse + dinner at PS tml. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont know what i'm thinking either. i'm at fault for causing the confusion. those words were meant to be said as a friend to a friend. kailin, it's start to use your brain to think first before you start saying anything.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3991298077446958551?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3991298077446958551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3991298077446958551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3991298077446958551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3991298077446958551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/ramblings-theres-big-big-big-stack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8118007570681785505</id><published>2008-04-21T21:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T22:31:25.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;REASONS WHY YOU WILL NOT STAY THIN IN JETSTAR ASIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In the morning, there's tidbits such as nougats, sweets, small biscuits and even chips being offered around. In the afternoon after lunch, there's cakes, cupcakes, fruits, herbal drinks and desserts too. =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today, one of our very colleagues baked and offered us these wonderfully beautifully and super cute cupcakes. =)) they are really delicious and exquisite and so pretty can! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191697713511156946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SAydkEsKTNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/fBLM2qtPoq8/s400/21042008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Yanni's and Jacelyn's. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191700080038137106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SAyft0sKTRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/ahdozkSVS08/s400/DSC01008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mine's.&lt;br /&gt;aint they all little chiobus? sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life has also been rather busy for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;take a look at my table. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191697722101091570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SAydkksKTPI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/A_hyys_ftnQ/s400/DSC01007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and this is my family's dessert, specially made by me. it doesnt look appetizing, i know. HAHA. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191697730691026178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SAydlEsKTQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/dLqN6UE1tF8/s400/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;my intial intention was to make ice-cream pie. but due to some circumstances, it wasnt successful and i was super irritated and i anyhow mix. and it turns out alright. =) just a normal plate of vanilla ice-cream with crushed digestive biscuits. &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;more photos next time. =)&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;3 more months to go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8118007570681785505?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8118007570681785505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8118007570681785505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8118007570681785505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8118007570681785505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/reasons-why-you-will-not-stay-thin-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SAydkEsKTNI/AAAAAAAAA7I/fBLM2qtPoq8/s72-c/21042008(001).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5506935662554664584</id><published>2008-04-18T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T00:15:04.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not as weak as what you think i am but neither am i that strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;complaining about being too fat? complaining about being flabby here and there? complaining about having too much rice? take a look around you. people in developing countries have been starving for days and nights. children are reduced to just skin and bones while people are dying of starvation. citizens rioting the streets due to the increase in prices of rice have been going on in some countries. and thinking of all these stuffs makes me wanna finish the whole plate of food being placed in front of me, no matter how big the portion may be or no matter how tasteless the food is. we should be really thankful that we can still afford to buy rice and bread and still being able to fill up our stomach thrice a day. when i saw other people leaving half of their plate of rice unfinished, my thoughts immediately went out to those children in developing countries who are dying just to have something to eat... well, surely, there must be a better way for people who are dieting, rather than wasting half of their food. if you cant finish, then request for smaller servings or scoop some of your portions to your friends who have bigger appetites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoah. i feel so composition-ish. yah so, anyway, i've gained weight again! it's hard not to gain in jetstar. my neighbor sounds like my mom, who keeps asking me to eat and finish off the biscuits and offering me more food. soya ice-creams and desserts are always worth looking forward to. sitting down in the office all day long with minimum exercising and walking and with all those carbohydrates accumulating in your body, tell me how can you not gain any weight?! i shall start asking for smaller portions for lunch already. or pass it to jacelyn. hahaha. kidding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5506935662554664584?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5506935662554664584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5506935662554664584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5506935662554664584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5506935662554664584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-not-as-weak-as-what-you-think-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6748561155508393686</id><published>2008-04-14T21:32:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:04:59.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WELCOME TO DTRM02 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where birds of the same feathers flock together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where 19 different faces met at MLT9 in 2007,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;where some of the friendships are being formed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189459658401981394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASqEHtFI9I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZRlS9qV77j8/s400/S6002905.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASvKntFJBI/AAAAAAAAA64/qEGKUdmZzMk/s1600-h/S6002908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189465267629270034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASvKntFJBI/AAAAAAAAA64/qEGKUdmZzMk/s400/S6002908.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189465293399073826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASvMHtFJCI/AAAAAAAAA7A/HUNBHd46RB0/s400/S6002897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189099619883492226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANinHtFI4I/AAAAAAAAA5w/nRv8oOXcbRw/s400/S6002911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASqEXtFI-I/AAAAAAAAA6g/ApomNsPltl0/s1600-h/S6002894.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189099611293557618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANimntFI3I/AAAAAAAAA5o/wGUlFe0w9_8/s400/S6002892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASqEntFI_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/yyKaqmE9f30/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189459666991916018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASqEntFI_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/yyKaqmE9f30/s400/DSC00824.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANtkntFI6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/7T1BwAMuSo0/s1600-h/DSC00844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189111671561724834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANtkntFI6I/AAAAAAAAA6A/7T1BwAMuSo0/s400/DSC00844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189465263334302722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASvKXtFJAI/AAAAAAAAA6w/QY7t9-oQK2Y/s400/S6002900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189111680151659458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANtlHtFI8I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/-Ncfne-vsYY/s400/S6002903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;even though not everyone is close to one another, but we still had fun fooling around dont we. i am quite looking forward to the next birthday gathering in may, which also indirectly means that we are halfway through our internship already. =) this is worth celebrating.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i was feeling rather emo and not myself. and to add on to my emoness, i bumped into this family of 5 hugging one another at the departure hall. they were saying their last goodbyes. and when i saw the son giving a long and tight hug to his mom, i almost felt like tearing. obviously, they cant bear to leave one another. and i guess, the son would be leaving for quite a long long period of time.. i hate to see these types of parting scenes. saddening leh. hai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gonna end off the post with my favorite pic already. it's time for sleep. tml gonna be a busy day. oyasuminasai. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189111675856692146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SANtk3tFI7I/AAAAAAAAA6I/xNFBeHUGUUE/s400/DSC00838.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when you thought that you have gotten it right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when friendships are being taken for granted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when you learn how to cherish, only after losing..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6748561155508393686?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6748561155508393686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6748561155508393686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6748561155508393686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6748561155508393686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/welcome-to-dtrm02-where-birds-of-same.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/SASqEHtFI9I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/ZRlS9qV77j8/s72-c/S6002905.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-701896361912685722</id><published>2008-04-14T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T20:22:22.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as i was dozing in the train just now, i suddenly thought of newyorknewyork and i couldnt sleep already. FUCK NEWYORKNEWYORK AND THEIR SERVICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to nyny for our dinner. all was well and fun until when meijun discovered this metal thingy inside her $10 burger. and of course, as normal human beings, we requested for a change. so this waiter came and took the burger away and returned to us saying that if we like, we can order another thing and it will be free. fuckit. so thinking that a chocolate fondue would be just nice to be shared around, we ordered that $15 dessert. we ate and ate and chatted and laughed and fooled around and before we knew it, it was time to go. there comes our bill and the fondue was charged, so we brought up the matter to them. and, this funny-looking manager came to us and apologized saying to us that they will not be charging for the burger, but will be charging for the fondue instead! and wtf is this? we paid extra for discovering a metal thingy in our meal?? WE SHOULD HAVE ARGUED YESTERDAY!! they are damn misleading can! where's their standard of service??!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVERMIND. i shall treat it as a lesson learnt. next time, i swear i will argue back if i come across this kind of thing again. bloodyhell. we should have turned the table and siqi should have took up the forks and throw at them. sukie should have smack them with the volleyballs. yanni should have slammed them with the simpsons poster. sorry. i dont know why i so agitated. next time if i never argue, your can shove the metal thing up my ass. god. i am so vulgar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more photos and updates later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-701896361912685722?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/701896361912685722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=701896361912685722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/701896361912685722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/701896361912685722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/as-i-was-dozing-in-train-just-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-729524299612864177</id><published>2008-04-13T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:44:46.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life has been great for me, both socially and at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work hasnt really been busy and things are still as manageable. though some of the tasks can be really mundane, but we are there to learn! so let's just start from the basics and slowly work our way up! take things nice and easy first. =) friday was yanni's birthday and she received a very well-done card from the threesome. but most of the handicraft stuffs were done by jacelyn, the artist. =) anyway, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 90TH BIRTHDAY, MRS ECCLESSABU! HAHA. GREAT LIFE YOU HAVE HUH. EAT BREEKS LEH.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, as for social life, i had been spending quite a few days shopping after work. most of the shopping were done with yujia, mainly because she works at haborfront and because she is yearning to shop too. haha. friday's shopping was done with her again, plus shujuan!! it was so nice to catch up with her! the time spent at Mac's was the best larh. hahaha. i hope there will be more catching up with the other classmates soon as well. hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, which was today, was spent swimming with yujia at 9am at yewmei. i've got a healthy lifestyle leh. hahaha. yes, i got tanned again. afternoon was spent walking around at IMM with yujia too. it is super tiring to be spending the whole of saturday with her. hahah. ting came to join at 4pm and thanks for the swensens treat, yujia! :D evening was spent at singapore poly's auditorium listening to Swiss Winds. I MISS BAND SO MUCH!!! i miss wearing that bright blue shirt to swiss every saturday lehzxcv. i cant recognize most of the juniors in band already but it was great to be able to see all those people like feroz, jocelyn, dustin, eugene, mr ravi and miss seah after 3 years!! somehow, i yearn for time to turn back so that i can relive the nice time i had in swiss, not forgetting my poly life too.. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. tml afternoon will be spent at cityhall with yanni and class already! more catching ups and photo takings and laughters! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont wish to grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-729524299612864177?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/729524299612864177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=729524299612864177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/729524299612864177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/729524299612864177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/life-has-been-great-for-me-both.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7503397438188342809</id><published>2008-04-09T15:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T15:47:53.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ANCIENT GREEK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is the class of 2A7. Greenridge Primary School, 1997.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R_xzvCEisyI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZefO-QcYD1k/s1600-h/1_336632032l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187148122670936866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R_xzvCEisyI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZefO-QcYD1k/s400/1_336632032l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7503397438188342809?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7503397438188342809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7503397438188342809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7503397438188342809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7503397438188342809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-class-of-2a7.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R_xzvCEisyI/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZefO-QcYD1k/s72-c/1_336632032l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8355704954011548787</id><published>2008-04-08T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T11:33:10.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you, i love you mom. haha. i am so touched when the moment i reached home, my mom gave me 20 bucks to take a cab down to my grandma house. the trip down to my grandma house was sort of a last minute decision and since i had already dated someone for the night, i went ahead with my own plans instead. in the end, i only reached home around 9 plus and my dear old sweet mom gave me money for cab. awwwwww. thanks mom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so currently i am at my granny house, stoning. hahah. tml shall be my first official day off from work. well, i skipped work for an important thing okay. i dint skip just because i am lazy! so dont miss me too much, yanni and jacelyn. thursday you shall be seeing me once again. :D work is getting more boring. the excitement is no longer there anymore and i am not really looking forward to the days i'm working. roar. there is still 3 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;swiss serenade at singapore poly this coming saturday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8355704954011548787?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8355704954011548787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8355704954011548787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8355704954011548787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8355704954011548787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/thank-you-i-love-you-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3990196243885655065</id><published>2008-04-04T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:29:39.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185407466915148546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R_ZEniEiswI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/OJs47pd-BNU/s400/DSC00968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;OMGOMG. it's hard not to gain weight in Jetstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning, when i wake up, i will have my breakfast at 5.30am. after that, my stomach will start growling at around 10am in the office. sometimes i will try to ease the hunger by gulping down lots of water, but sometimes, i will maybe pop a biscuit or two in. and by 12pm, which is our lunch time, i will either be starving like mad, or full already. however, lunch is still forever super filling. their large servings filled our stomach like nothing, causing me to skip my dinner everyday, after i reached home. BUT EVEN SO, I STILL GAINED WEIGHT. *&amp;amp;$@#**@#*@#!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been updating, mainly due to the reason that i have been going out after work for the past few days! wahseh. steady steady pom pi pi arh. wednesday night was out with yujia for some catching up. she finally managed to get a job after so long larh. lol. thursday night was out with yujia, again, for some shopping. today was out for haircut and simple dinner with friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've learnt to take things in my stride. what's meant to be will be. i shall let nature take its own course, for as long as i've knowed i performed my best and have not let myself down, then i shall be happy already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a sudden thought. i might be planning to futher my studies in Australia worh, after hearing what jacelyn had said about an aviation property mangement course or some sort being offered there. my interest in aviation is gradually increasing everyday, ever since i started working in Jetstar. hmmm. who knows what might happen, but aviation is definitely one of the areas i am looking at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've start making mistakes at work already. on thursday, i made a grave mistake. i keyed and posted invoices using the wrong account, which happens to belong to my colleague's. so if there is any figure wrong or if there is anything missing, my colleague will be in deep trouble. and this is quite a serious issue to an accoutant i think. if the wrong invoices are being made, you have to make all the necessary adjustments and etc which can be quite tedious. but thank god, all the invoices i posted were, thankfully, correct. yes, mistakes are there to help you learn. if i never make this mistake, probably the next time, i would have used her account to post the wrong invoices instead already. (: we are learning everyday. and thanks mj for brightening up my morning again. hahaha. i sincerely hope that picture will stay confidential. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah, ron dropped by Jetstar on wednesday. it feels good to be able to see him again. no, not because i loved him, but because his presence makes me reminiscence about our poly days. this year, the new dtrm batch has increased their intake to 140 students already le worh. other courses in SB have also been increasing their intake too. yah, so you can imagine, when we return back to school during october, we must learn to run and snatch the chickens in FC6 stall before all the chickens are swiped out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day, when i was looking at the mirror, my nose bled. i think the reflection i saw was too good already. sorry. kidding larh. the phlegm i spat out had blood too. OMG. this is the first time my nose bled lah. i know it's nothing serious and probably because i was too heaty, but i am still quite startled. i have never nose bleed before for my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next saturday, swiss serenade at singapore poly! and yanni's birthday gathering on the day after that! ah ma's house this weekend! 3 months and 3 more weeks of internship to go! so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep! till then, take care everyone. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3990196243885655065?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3990196243885655065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3990196243885655065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3990196243885655065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3990196243885655065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/04/omgomg.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R_ZEniEiswI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/OJs47pd-BNU/s72-c/DSC00968.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6226126520266566656</id><published>2008-03-31T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T21:10:07.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is depressing, but i wont be affected that easily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;continue to stand strong and be brave and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;overcome all obstacles that come your way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you can do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jiayoujiayou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/11247282-6226126520266566656?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6226126520266566656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6226126520266566656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6226126520266566656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6226126520266566656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-depressing-but-i-wont-be.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3065392630591642726</id><published>2008-03-30T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T11:27:51.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like to wake up early on sunday mornings, feel the sunrays pouring through my window, sip on a glass of milk and munch on my tuna bread while watching the tv. i am contented to spend my sunday mornings this way, though it might be nothing much. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago, we were sitting down in the same classroom, listening to mr seow's biology lectures and 3 years later, pinghan will be the one conducting health checks on my eyes! whoah. we have all grown up now, havent we. continue to jiayou, ph! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's grades compared to work experiences and skills when you venture into the society in the near future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ohhh. my aunt asked me to teach my cousin on his oral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i seriously want to go to australia lehzxzxzx. this post is so random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3065392630591642726?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3065392630591642726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3065392630591642726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3065392630591642726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3065392630591642726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-like-to-wake-up-early-on-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5654450709948576953</id><published>2008-03-28T22:37:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T10:13:11.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hello blog. it has been a long time since i come here. well, work has been rather tiring and i was pretty busy over the past few days too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182832071380480562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0eTyEisjI/AAAAAAAAA3o/o9Hatp5Q0io/s400/DSC00934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY MY DEAR GIRL!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;you may thought that i forgot your birthday, but i dint okay. hahah. i hope you like the surprise that we had for you. :D and dont ever doubt us again okay. haha. :D many blesses &amp;amp; wishes for the 19th year ahead, love! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this was one of a hell hectic day for me. work is like interminable. i seriously worked from 8.15am to 6.00pm, without sparing any time for eating snake. ohhh. yanni was dying at her department too. and we attended this stress-free health talk, proudly brought to us by the HR department. haha. the talk is alright and the lunch provided wasnt that bad too. :D the night was spent at plazasing's gelare and some hongkong eatery with yujia and tingting for her belated birthday celebration. thumbs up for the hongkong eatery and the oreo cheesecake. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work was, again, hectic, but fulfilling. i am learning more and more things each day! dinner was spent at marinasquare's HK cafe. we ordered some veggie, soft shell crab, prawn toast, avocado drinks and some noodles. personally, i feel that their food tasted way better than ThaiExpress's. their tofu is so much fresher and their prawns are more succulent and jucier than those in ThaiExpress's. and their avocado snows are really really nice too. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182840339192525474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0l1CEisqI/AAAAAAAAA4g/ZZrFitf6XtE/s400/DSC00799.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182840326307623554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0l0SEisoI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/88Q6HbGIw-k/s400/DSC00801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182840334897558162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0l0yEispI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/cP5LrxScUdg/s400/DSC00800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's lunch was great as i had T1's staff canteen's hokkien mee. =) i like their hokkien mee a lot, even though they only gave me 1 prawn. haha. i stayed till 6 again for work. night was spent at westmall for a simple dinner with friend. =) and ohhh. we took some photos in the office too! :D allow me to proudly present to you - the lives of JETSTARIANS INTERNS. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to JETSTAR ASIA. =)) &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182829460040364578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0b7yEisiI/AAAAAAAAA3g/Sn85wL6OSXw/s400/DSC00815.JPG" border="0" /&gt;JETSTAR ASIA is filled with happy man and women and of course, happy interns like us! even though work is stressful and hectic, msn and constant jokes still brighten everyone's mood up. friends help one another out while colleagues often tease each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823648949612994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0WpiEiscI/AAAAAAAAA2w/AQmb93t-WAU/s400/DSC00795.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182836082879935058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0h9SEislI/AAAAAAAAA34/7Fmie4540Oo/s400/DSC00948.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;the finance and HR intern :D &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182823640359678386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0WpCEisbI/AAAAAAAAA2o/eGSglfUpDnE/s400/DSC00794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the head of scanner department and the head of pantry department (LOL)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182836095764836978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0h-CEisnI/AAAAAAAAA4I/f31pwdiMp3s/s400/DSC00953.JPG" border="0" /&gt; we love to bully her! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and, time for ahmoy's every friday surprises!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182826341894107602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0ZGSEisdI/AAAAAAAAA24/zELigyEpa-E/s400/DSC00803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this time round, it's barley drink ! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182832079970415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0eUSEiskI/AAAAAAAAA3w/XA0YfXrXWbo/s400/DSC00947.JPG" border="0" /&gt; the pantry room's asset #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182850483905278642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0vDiEisrI/AAAAAAAAA4o/JfhABCPmyj0/s400/DSC00946.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the HR intern showing off asset#2 of the well-loved room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of the pantry room. let's take a walk down to the HR intern's desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182852923446702802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0xRiEistI/AAAAAAAAA44/NEGVODQDLHY/s400/DSC00805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this is sohyanni, who is otherwise known as the kopitiam girl, the peasant, ms colorful or ms ni. let's take a peek at one of the pages of her logbook. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182826346189074914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0ZGiEiseI/AAAAAAAAA3A/p7q9IFKvhfo/s400/DSC00804.JPG" border="0" /&gt;this ugly and super round primary schoolkid drawing-like plane got her a good grade! lol.&lt;br /&gt;and looking up, this is the scene that ms ni is seeing everyday! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182852919151735490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0xRSEissI/AAAAAAAAA4w/XrDWMvz3poQ/s400/DSC00806.JPG" border="0" /&gt;poor jacelyn. hahaha. let's walk over to her desk.&lt;br /&gt;the first stop: jacie's minimart (there's no service charge and everything is free. =)) &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182827364096324082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0aByEisfI/AAAAAAAAA3I/gWr064-b4a0/s400/DSC00811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the second stop: her boxes and boxes of work. hahah. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182853932764017378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0yMSEisuI/AAAAAAAAA5A/9hh_jtODUR8/s400/DSC00809.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the third stop: skipped over her and looked at her adjacent table.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182827368391291394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0aCCEisgI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/bLxHKCJEJlE/s400/DSC00812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182829447155462674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0b7CEishI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/B0VaX8-iL7g/s400/DSC00813.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;part 2 to be continued later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kailin is super tired already.&lt;br /&gt;oyasuminaisai peeps! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5654450709948576953?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5654450709948576953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5654450709948576953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5654450709948576953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5654450709948576953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-0eTyEisjI/AAAAAAAAA3o/o9Hatp5Q0io/s72-c/DSC00934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8039023138299901300</id><published>2008-03-25T21:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:17:01.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181678915611177298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-kFhSEisVI/AAAAAAAAA14/yc6iErG9tEo/s400/DSC00932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;today was another enjoyable day at work because i had quite a number of stuffs to do! :D we had fish&amp;amp;co at T2 for lunch. wowow. not bad, huh. we really do know how to enjoy life. hahaha. their service is really power too. followed by marble cheesecake + iced earl grey tea from secret receipe's after work with jacelyn. =) reached home and went running to burn off all those calories inside me. eeks. tomorrow will be a very busy day for me - invoices + filing + PSC + manifests. and with the new HR head and SKN coming back to work, i guess i wont have that much of the freedom to msn anymore. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the &lt;strong&gt;new trend&lt;/strong&gt; of eating fish&amp;amp;co - the focus of the unglam pic is not at my face, but rather at the position of the handle of the pan. try this method the next time you are there. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-kFgiEisUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/sJ-D2oLTCp0/s1600-h/DSC00933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181678902726275394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-kFgiEisUI/AAAAAAAAA1w/sJ-D2oLTCp0/s400/DSC00933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8039023138299901300?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8039023138299901300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8039023138299901300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8039023138299901300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8039023138299901300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-another-enjoyable-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-kFhSEisVI/AAAAAAAAA14/yc6iErG9tEo/s72-c/DSC00932.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7596892975091798819</id><published>2008-03-22T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T20:15:25.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am at my ah ma house again! seriously, i do think that making mistakes are okay. after all, we are all humans. but once you make them, remember them for life and avoid making the same mistakes again. they help you learn. if you never make those mistakes, you might not have learn the right way of correcting them after all. i make mistakes. sometimes, they make me fall and never climb up again. but, looking back, if i never make them, i would never had know what is the correct way of solving them. i will tend to use this way to console myself whenever i do something wrong. sometimes, it does help, but sometimes it doesnt. i will still feel bad and guilty after everything. but eventually, i believe that they will help me to become better and stronger. ahhh. bullshit. later if i make any mistakes, i sure emo again. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"if there is no wrong, then nothing will be right." by rachael tan, the smelly; the great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7596892975091798819?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7596892975091798819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7596892975091798819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7596892975091798819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7596892975091798819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-am-at-my-ah-ma-house-again-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2225540322351354396</id><published>2008-03-22T00:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:01:14.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanted to bathe, wait for my hair to dry and go off to sleep but i've got the sudden urge to blog my thoughts. lol. this shall be a very long long entry i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we met up at geylang as confirmed. :D and hell, we spent nearly 2 hours walking from lorongs to lorongs just to find that bloody eatery. the last time we were there during chalet, we spent about an hour looking for it lah. it was darn tiring leh. i bet we have now memorized all the hotel names and know geylang area in and out already, right tong and leann. YOU JI arh. hhaha. after which, we met up with the smelly rachael from jurongbirdpark. =)) lol. just kidding horh. catching up was wonderful as experiences at the various working places were shared, not forgetting a few gossips here and there. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THOUGHTS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i still find working in airport a joy even though my work is mundane. sometimes i can still find small joys in doing them lerh. if they give me stuffs to file, i will try to look through them and pick up things as i go along. if they pass me data entry, i will do the same too. but i will still try to do my work fast okay. haha. i dint take my own sweet time. and not forgetting the storeroom! sometimes, they will send me there to file more stuffs or retrieve documents. initially i found the task to be rather crap and boring, but i have known better. the storeroom is quite a nice place actually, especially since you have the whole room to yourself. :D you can dance, sing, sleep or roar or even sneak in your mp3 and tidbits and nobody will know. hahaha. normally, i would leave the door to the storeroom open, and take my time to look through some of the documents while filing them since they have said that i can take my time to file. but now, i seldom got the chance to do long filing in the storeroom already. these two weeks, i've finally learnt how to navigate the navision. i was offered the chance to try posting invoices into the system, navigating around and looking for information like transaction number, cheque number, transaction details, list of vendors and their specific transactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically, i've only learnt the various costs incurred when flying a plane like the costs of aerobridges, fuel, landing costs, concession, overnight cleaning charges, overtime charges, commission of travel agencies, the various passengers on board the flights everyday and their ticket costs respectively and blahblahblah. sometimes i would console myself by saying that i am learning everyday, and it's just that my learning process is slower as compared to the rest. :D a B to her might have considered a very excellent grade already. so i must not be greedy. but i still hope that i can pull up my GPA larh! after hearing tong's stories, i find working in hotels aint really that bad too bah. perhaps, it's the nice colleagues he have met so far and the stuffs that he is learning makes me say that. i want to try working at the front office too! maybe i shall apply for that job after my internship at jetstar worh. i want to gain as many experiences as possible. i think we have all grown up in one way or another already, during attachment. the more matured and capable us. haha. but still we have our own childish sides larh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i heard this saying before - if you want to find a life partner, find someone whom you can really talk and chat with. this will come in really useful when the both of your are getting on with age. it's really true lerh. that's what i think. when you are old and your children have all left your side and went to live a world of their own, who is there by your side other than your the other half?? when i am old, i would want to travel around the world with my old partner. haaha. random again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. time to sleep. whoah. this is a really super super long entry regarding my thoughts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2225540322351354396?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2225540322351354396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2225540322351354396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2225540322351354396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2225540322351354396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-wanted-to-bathe-wait-for-my-hair-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4397258024331627134</id><published>2008-03-21T00:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T01:07:56.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-KTTCEisTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ShbwP760Yhc/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179864476612210994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-KTTCEisTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ShbwP760Yhc/s400/DSC00894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179862153034903826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-KRLyEisRI/AAAAAAAAA1I/EG6rLC_VoAA/s400/DSC00904.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; thanks again, for the breakfast - part 2!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-KRMiEisSI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/lUzbrr5O3EY/s1600-h/DSC00894.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life at jetstar has been pretty okay. monday pinks; tuesday screams; wednesday bees; thursday joys. jacelyn is forever busy. yanni's work is taking the trend of coming in at 3.30pm. my work is forever coming in at noons only. i have master the basics for the finance database - navision. jokes are still abundant and funny like crazy - the rythmic knocking + alien james + jean's milo + fisherman looking for miss ni + kopitiam + msn + eccles and adam. =)))) ah moy still has her little surprises for us every morning, scaring me out of the corners of my table. life without cindy by my side is quite surprisingly relaxed, cause no one will be there, sitting beside me and noticing my every little movements. jean started to crack jokes which were quite funny too. lunch is still as great as ever. the work i did was quite relaxing and not time-consuming, and thus i had nothing to do every now and then. but i did approached them and asked for work okay. i dint ask to be slack leh. lol. just ranting. at least i've learnt how to post invoices, look for transaction account number and invoices number, prepare PSC documents and update the bank interest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to learn cantonese! i want to master my basics for Japanese! meeting up with friends at geylang tml! woot. hahahahaha. today was quite a nice day. =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"everybody has to say goodbye. until then, i want to fill your days with smiles."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4397258024331627134?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4397258024331627134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4397258024331627134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4397258024331627134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4397258024331627134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-again-for-breakfast-part-2-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R-KTTCEisTI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/ShbwP760Yhc/s72-c/DSC00894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6339718547447657464</id><published>2008-03-19T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T22:54:01.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a very busy day. yanni couldnt breathe and was swearing away. LOL. jacelyn as usual was in her own planet. i turned oblivious to my surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failures are there to make you learn and aid you in your process towards success. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some singaporeans are really kiasu. when the trains haven even come to a stop, they are standing right in front of the place where the doors are supposed to be already. once the doors start opening, they will chiong in like they never see seats before, bumping and knocking into those passengers who intend to alight, without a word of apology. damn polite and courteous lah. on this particular morning, this lady kena bumped and she shouted at the kiasu guy without giving him any face. power. and, this morning, when i was just about to take the empty seat in front of me, this random auntie from nowhere zoomed and appeared and chopped my seat, leaving me to stare at the seat which was empty just a split second ago. aiya. random incidents i encountered during my long morning train rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brush the pain away with a smile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6339718547447657464?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6339718547447657464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6339718547447657464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6339718547447657464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6339718547447657464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-very-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4950342536912762537</id><published>2008-03-17T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T22:09:48.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuckit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was rather slack today, and it felt super sinful to be slacking there. but i seriously have nothing to do. i've already asked around and offered help to them. but guess i am afterall an intern. they cant possibly give me things that rely on me too much or give me their stuffs to do right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a huge mistake. fucking huge mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4950342536912762537?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4950342536912762537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4950342536912762537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4950342536912762537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4950342536912762537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/fuckit.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6697686021703292102</id><published>2008-03-15T00:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T01:15:50.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9qtByC_fGI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2bPVriRSBmM/s1600-h/DSC00902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177640967741602914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9qtByC_fGI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2bPVriRSBmM/s400/DSC00902.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9qtCiC_fHI/AAAAAAAAA0s/zRP-GXdZqzU/s1600-h/DSC00903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177640980626504818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9qtCiC_fHI/AAAAAAAAA0s/zRP-GXdZqzU/s400/DSC00903.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is my table. it's big but quite empty. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today is friday - both sayeeda and lydia's last day at jetstar. they sort of threw a mini farewell party for sayeeda in the morning and it was quite teary. haha. i spent my whole morning doing nothing at jetstar. i practically slacked all the way from 8.30am to 2pm. haha. i only did some filings and that's all. i had nothing to do lah. but work started coming in at 2.30pm, after lunch. josephine taught me how to post the invoices into the navision system and i got really stressed out while doing so. the deadline given to me was either by 5.30pm or by monday morning and i had to be damn careful when keying in the codes and money and stuffs. =( it was my turn to be sucked into the computer already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night, i met up with my very cute friend at clarke quay. she introduced me to this japanese restaurant which serves very nice ramen and treated me to gelato ice-cream. we had a nice time talking by the river again and during dinner. =)) sorry for the miscommunication last night and thanks for being there once again, to take over the clear-headed role in my mind. lol. it's kind of cool that everyone has their own life to lead now. let's have more meet-ups can. i miss those times niaoing, saying and listening to stupid jokes. i miss those laughters and bullyings. i miss those niao days. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;looking up at the starry sky and breathing in the cool fresh air.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6697686021703292102?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6697686021703292102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6697686021703292102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6697686021703292102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6697686021703292102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/this-is-my-table.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9qtByC_fGI/AAAAAAAAA0k/2bPVriRSBmM/s72-c/DSC00902.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7500425391589452178</id><published>2008-03-13T20:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T21:46:41.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqUyC_fAI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kU77TYoZxV4/s1600-h/DSC00874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215783159168002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqUyC_fAI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kU77TYoZxV4/s400/DSC00874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; factory donuts? look again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqViC_fBI/AAAAAAAAAz8/nAZxVCu6Lqg/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215796044069906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqViC_fBI/AAAAAAAAAz8/nAZxVCu6Lqg/s400/DSC00878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lol. it's from indonesia i think. and it is equally nice. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqWSC_fCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ND0zMXM7xjU/s1600-h/DSC00885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215808928971810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqWSC_fCI/AAAAAAAAA0E/ND0zMXM7xjU/s400/DSC00885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; food, all the way from macau and ziplocked bag from admiralty. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqXiC_fDI/AAAAAAAAA0M/9-k1VgkWOOU/s1600-h/DSC00892.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215830403808306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqXiC_fDI/AAAAAAAAA0M/9-k1VgkWOOU/s400/DSC00892.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; open office concept =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our tables are at the other end of the room.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqYCC_fEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ldozAU99ab4/s1600-h/DSC00888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215838993742914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqYCC_fEI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ldozAU99ab4/s400/DSC00888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; theJETSTARIANS.&lt;br /&gt;that's lydia's head by the way. she's leaving tml already!&lt;br /&gt;i dont want jacelyn to sit beside me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when i reached the airport this morning, the temperature reading was 21.8 degree celscius. it was freaking cold lah. it has been raining non-stop for the past few days. i realised that my day at jetstar is rather typical. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;8.15am: reached; go toilet; come back; sit down; drink coffee; log in msn.&lt;br /&gt;8.30am to 9.30am: look around the office; pretending to do something but in fact there's nothing for me to do; minesweeping.&lt;br /&gt;9.30am to 11.30am: work starts coming in.&lt;br /&gt;11.30am to 12.00pm: finished work; slack around; waiting for 12pm to come.&lt;br /&gt;12.00pm to 1.30pm: lunch at terminal 1/2/3&lt;br /&gt;1.30 pm to 2.15pm: slack around; look around again; waiting for work to come in.&lt;br /&gt;2.15pm to 4.00pm: completed work; slack around again.&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm: work comes in.&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm to 5.30pm: trying to rush my work like a mad dog.&lt;br /&gt;5.30pm tp 5.35pm: pack up and go home.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;these two days, they have been giving me more of routine work already. so there's at least something i can do once i reached the office. i am actually glad for that. it beats slacking and looking around, doing nothing right. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;joke: a sticker found above the switch in our cosy pantry room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177218046606933074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9ksYiC_fFI/AAAAAAAAA0c/zNMpWiAwGHo/s400/DSC00890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i cant believe that yanni actually innocently thinks that the man was using a needle to poke to switch in order to switch off the lights. omg. faints. haha. i dont know what era she is living in. lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's easy to pick up, but hard to let go... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7500425391589452178?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7500425391589452178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7500425391589452178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7500425391589452178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7500425391589452178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/factory-donuts-look-again.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R9kqUyC_fAI/AAAAAAAAAz0/kU77TYoZxV4/s72-c/DSC00874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3705619388027158415</id><published>2008-03-12T23:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T23:36:20.867+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what the hell am i thinking. i shall even stop worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a freaking cold day. the office was really cold and yanni still came up with more jokes of what arms, ears and neck breaking into half and keeping them in the cupboard. lol. lydia is leaving on friday. sayeeda's leaving on friday too! she's the one who showed me around on the first day of my work lah, and she's leaving. =( ah moy's dessert is really unique and tastes nice! we had a tough time trying to guess whether those were barley seeds or snake eggs. i got really restless and tired during the afternoon. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to westmall for dinner at subway's with yujia and shujuan. lol. it has been a really long time since i last saw shujuan, even though we stay in the same area. haha. she's still so funny la. =) talked about our secondary school days again and aww, it brought back quite a lot of memories, especially the period of time when jingyi and clement were sitting in front of us, during sec3. we could practically talk non-stop and it was disastrous, but it was very fun and crappy. haha. 4 elites and 1 nut. lol. jingyi spacing out and staring at the mango trees outside the window. clement and jingyi singing "one love". yujia and me rattering on like there's no tomorrow. tingting constantly on the draw. lol. i love my school days. i wonder when will i get the chance to wear a uniform and study in school again. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, there's another new member being introduced into my family: mr.psp-felix. he came here a couple of weeks ago and i must thank my sis for lending him to me for the past few days. otherwise my mrt rides to changi would again be rather uninteresting. oh. and yesterday, that dumb sis of mine even won two trophies back home. she took part in some robotics competition and got some place in 1st runner up and some creativity position. wah. i am impressed. lol. she's dumb in a clever way after all. hahahahahahahaa. damn proud and happy for her lah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jetstar photos tml! lazy to upload them today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whistle while you work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3705619388027158415?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3705619388027158415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3705619388027158415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3705619388027158415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3705619388027158415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-hell-am-i-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2896239228341995089</id><published>2008-03-11T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T21:56:33.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to you: i really dint mean to hurt you. really. i dint want things to turn out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the figures that dint tally? well, i reached jetstar half an hour earlier than my usual timing on monday morning to tabulate the figures again. and still, i couldnt get it. i was damn frustrated and called for help from another supervisor. she was really nice and patient and helped me with the calculation. all was right till we reached the last page, where we saw the damn mistake. the critical figure that added up to the ending sum was wrong in the first place. damnit man. but nevermind, another lesson learnt - open your eyes big and wide next time, kailin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i still couldnt get hold of any pictures today, because i forgot all about it. we were too busy filing and sorting stuffs already. Ika assigned me a task today which requires me to do follow up till the end of this week!! boy, am i glad! at least there's something that i can look forward to everyday for work! hoho. yanni used up 2 bottles of glues today and it was quite funny to see how depressed she was, while she was working on the mcs. LOL. yanni, remember to msn often. dont invite jacelyn already. she has been out of the world for 3984723894 days. haha. and mr ecceles is really damn cute and good-looking. omgggg. auzzie pilots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we got to know this colleague called lydia. she was actually an intern too, just that she is studying in the university of las vegas nevada. though she might be talkative, but she has a really good sense of humor!! hahaha. looking at the way how she made those sarcastic remarks, i must really salute her for her ability to express herself in such a funny way. and hearing all her those work she did at jetstar during the previous attachment really makes me cherish what i have now even more. lol. guess i will sort of miss her after she's gone on friday. there will be no more people sitting at the table beside me already and no more sarcastic remarks to listen to. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah. i went to catch the movie 10,000 BC with yujia and company yesterday. i was really dead tired and my eye bags are like hanging around my neck already. the movie was nice, but the story plot wasnt really interesting. i am looking forward to Step Up 2 and Indiana Jones and some cute little machine movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YAY! my mom finally decided to install cabletv. hahaha. i think my eyebags will reach the floor after some days already. cut fruits tml! and i must get my logbook signed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to me: it's now, or never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2896239228341995089?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2896239228341995089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2896239228341995089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2896239228341995089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2896239228341995089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-you-i-really-dint-mean-to-hurt-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1205548635102372279</id><published>2008-03-08T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T10:38:04.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my dearest friend just brought many smiles to my face. i have not been feeling okay for the past few nights. haha. i have no idea why. but that sms seriously just brightened up my gloomy days. hahahahahahaah. and, also, many thanks to tong for hearing my rubbish at msn. lol. i kind of miss bullying leann, niaoing at rachael, talking to meijun and laughing with yujia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;KAILIN&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she does not like eating chocolate bars.&lt;br /&gt;she likes snickers ice-cream. ice-cream can cheer up her.&lt;br /&gt;she likes to eat desserts.&lt;br /&gt;she tries to watch her sugar intake.&lt;br /&gt;she watches her calories intake.&lt;br /&gt;she chooses icelemontea over coke.&lt;br /&gt;she chooses fish over chicken.&lt;br /&gt;she chooses veggies over meat.&lt;br /&gt;she takes all sort of veggies, except for grass and leaves of the trees that you normally found along the road.&lt;br /&gt;she likes to eat fruits, especially honeydews.&lt;br /&gt;she hates orange-flavored sweets.&lt;br /&gt;she cant live without chilli.&lt;br /&gt;she loves to drink soup, especially those from her ah ma's.&lt;br /&gt;she misses her friends easily.&lt;br /&gt;she is quiet.&lt;br /&gt;she is not outspoken.&lt;br /&gt;she hates heels.&lt;br /&gt;she is smiling madly to herself again. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time, they are truly down deep from the bottom of my heart. =))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, back to my finance work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say bye to gloomy nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1205548635102372279?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1205548635102372279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1205548635102372279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1205548635102372279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1205548635102372279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-dearest-friend-just-brought-many.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6043642117412512021</id><published>2008-03-07T21:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T23:11:53.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the week flew past just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's work was a bit random. hahaha. a moment ago, i was helping Accounts Revenue department, and a moment later, i am helping Accounts Payable department. i couldnt finish my task today. i started on the task at only 4.30pm. and i had to bring home to complete it cause the deadline is on monday. =( sad right. hahaha. and during the train ride home, leonard began scaring me by telling me the life of a typical person from finance. she will buy food back to the office to eat during lunch. she always stay back after work. and after work, she will still bring back some of the documents to do. so when you start to find yourself bringing your work back home, you are on the right track to being an accountant. shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, both yanni and i agreed that even though our work is sian and not really interesting, working at Jetstar is really fun after all. MSN add colours and many super duper jokes to our dull working life. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;warning: these are all private jokes so they might not be funny to you after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. we have this super duper cute indian auntie working in our office. she helps us to clear the rubbish in our bins and is also some sort like the in charge of the pantry area. From cooking desserts on wednesdays to brewing herbal teas on fridays, she is like our "mom" in the office lah and likes to call us "moy". for example, if she sees me and yanni, she will go "moy ah, got herbal tea. later go drink ah." so yanni and i came up with the nick - "auntie moy". she's pretty cute and friendly okay. =) so anyway, her herbal tea is legendary. we heard about her legendary tea even before it is herbal friday. (mondays: cut fruits, wednesdays: desserts, fridays: herbal tea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #1: today, our joker colleague, by the name of James, took a cup of herbal tea. he looked at it and said, "wah. this herbal tea ah." he took a sip and continued "wah. this herbal tea drink already can fly up." lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #2: lenoard was scooping the herbal tea and he was like showing us what are the ingredients inside the pot. "you have this, this, this and dont know what this is," he said. and that joker yanni filled in the blanks for him by saying "snakes" and the scene of auntie moy, stirring a pot of snakes, brewing tea for us, is darn funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. the food in changi terminals are reeeeaallly cheap. as in, it is super cheap. a cup of coffee costs only 40 cents while a plate of chicken rice only costs 2 bucks?! though they are cheap, their quality and standard are still there okay, just like the famous duck rice we had a couple of days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap#3: yanni and i was starving like mad. we always starved like mad in the mornings before lunch. my stomach will growl at 9am on the dot while yanni will start getting hungry at 11am. yanni once heard the loud growl on the stomach and that was quite embarrassing and funny. on this particular day, we were on our way to the foodcourt. jacelyn and leonard started talking about their job. they were from the same department you see. so yanni and i, being left out and starving, overheard them saying "Joe" and we immediately linked to the same thing - the uncle selling the duck rice must be called Joe. and we began laughing about the same stupid joke again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"any extra ingredients?''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"oh. uncle joe, i want to add a whole duck." &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="left"&gt;crap #4: the hawaiian baked rice at terminal 2's foodcourt is super nice too! i had this during today's lunch. it tasted like some hawaiian pizza. so i was busy shoving the food into my mouth when i turned to yanni who was having her wonderful chicken rice and said, "the rice is seriously damn nice lah. i think the auntie is from hawaii." and we continued the joke later on msn. "the chicken rice also nice. i think the uncle at the chicken rice stall opens a chicken farm." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #5: lunch with lenoard and lydia is never a bore because lydia never fail to make some sarcastic remarks at lenoard. we were all joking about lenoard's age, saying something like he is perhaps some 3000 year old creature. leonard defended himself and lydia shot him, "then you think you what. 3 arh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #6: yanni and her supervisor directly face each other when they use the com. so if yanni suddenly giggles, her supervisor will know that yanni is slacking. whenever yanni uses the msn, she tends to slouch to hide her giggles. this afternoon, when i was msning her, she was giggling like mad again and she slouched all the way down and i told her, "you might as well lie on the floor". she giggled even harder and asked me to go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #7: yanni's colleague was calling someone and apparently called the wrong person. "i am looking for yati," she said. "huh? what dustbin?" the uncle ignorantly replied. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap #8: mel is yanni's supervisor while serene is my supervisor and she smokes i think, because of the cigarette smell that lingers on her. i decided to change my msn nick to "Hi Mel. YANNY IS USING MSN." this afternoon to sabo her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HI MEL YANNY IS USING MSN&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHA&lt;br /&gt;kailin. says:&lt;br /&gt;TAT ONE CUTE LA&lt;br /&gt;kailin. says:&lt;br /&gt;DOTN YOU THINK SO&lt;br /&gt;kailin. says:&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HI SERENE KAILIN IS USING MSN&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;nono&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HI SERENE KAILIN SAY YOU ON FIRE&lt;br /&gt;Queenie. says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. maybe these arent really funny. but i seriously do have fun at work. cause we have been like laughing non-stop, no matter where we are, and it makes work more enjoyable. yea. i love the working environment. =) photos on monday. hahaha. and, today a very very very super duper really good-looking angmoh pilot by the name of andrew ecceles came into the room!!!!!! tall, brown hair, big eyes. damn shuai! yanni was using a tissue to clean her saliva lah. haha. but too bad, he is quitting. nooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. now i realised i cant access my work. i am dead meat. serene is going to kill me. god. save me. i dont want to go to work at 5 on a monday morning. =( how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as you are happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6043642117412512021?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6043642117412512021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6043642117412512021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6043642117412512021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6043642117412512021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/week-flew-past-just-like-that-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4385112255631373391</id><published>2008-03-05T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:46:19.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>day 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i had a short conversation with tong and swissotel seems like a really nice place to work in too. hahaha. but i still prefer my airport. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost couldnt wake up today. i felt so darn tired even after my 6 hours of sleep. the storeroom in jetstar has already become like my second home. hahaha. yanni's second home would be the cupboards behind me. LOL. anyway, i went to the storeroom pretty often to sort out the files. though the room is dusty, it is still quite nice in there lah, in the sense that you can do your work at your own pace, in a small quiet room, with no one to disturb you, or you can stare into the space for like 5 minutes before you continue with your stuffs. lunch was at the canteen in terminal 1. the duck rice was super large in portion and made me skipped my dinner again. the joke about the additional servings created by yanni is memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kailin: uncle, three sets of duck rice. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uncle: okay. any extra ingredients? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yanni: i want a duck. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, i went back to my work of keying in of data or in a nicer way, preparing of data. lol. anyway, i cant access the internet during office hours already. one of my colleagues told me that you can be tracked while using the internet. =.= wthhhh. i am back to the bad old days of having no msn. and one more thing, i love the place where i am sitting now. firstly, my computer faces the wall and i will not have much problem if i decide to visit the minesweeper one day. another reason would be that i get to hear the sounds of the planes taking off. it's quite nice actually. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this morning, when i alighted at changi mrt station, i was quite surprised to see a number of military guards and policemen in the station. the atmosphere was like a bit tensed. lol. they looked as if they were ready to kill anyone. i have not been reading the news for quite some time now. so what's the latest news about selamat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stand is still standing strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARMTH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4385112255631373391?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4385112255631373391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4385112255631373391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4385112255631373391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4385112255631373391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/day-3-last-night-i-had-short.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2190398188637868331</id><published>2008-03-04T22:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T23:09:51.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2nd day of work! and 98 more days to goooooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's work was again neither boring nor exciting. there was more filing to be done and more other adminstrative work. lunch at the recreational club was fabulous. the price was way cheaper than those you find in normal foodcourts and the ambience was damn good. i had this pineapple fried rice which was rather large in portion and lasted me all the way till now. =) the last hour of my work was spent stoning, doodling on my logbook and staring at my msn. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though the travelling time from my home to changi airport may be super long, i dont regret working there. terminal 1 is forever filled with passengers - passengers preparing to travel, passengers who had just alighted or passengers in transit. i find it a joy to be able to observe and look at them - looking at how happy they are, observing the way they behave, their sense of dressing, their style of talking, etc etc. you may find me weird or pervertic la. but i dont know. whenever i see happy passengers, it sort of brings a small tiny joy to me too. maybe because whenever i see them, they will sort of like remind me of the days when i am overseas as well - filled and bursting with excitement and curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys in the finance department are rather good too, especially sayeeda and ika. they are really friendly, nice and easy-going and took care of me. anyway, we got to know this ex-intern in jetstar called lennoard. i'm pretty glad that he was there too. he showed us around, mingled and joked with us and taught me quite a number of stuffs like what goes on in the OPS room, what is his job all about, etcetc. it's quite a pity that he will be leaving soon for ns, maybe around may. i will have one lesser person to talk to. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! another thing that is worth looking forward to is that occasionally, there will be pilots coming in and going out of the jetstar office! from angmohs to auzzies to singaporean pilots, they look so darn cool and smart in their uniforms la, especially the chief pilot. he looked super smart even without his pilot uniform. hohoho. yes. i must admit that some of them are pretty old already and have wrinkles all over, but nonetheless, they still have that little charm in them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird. i find it pretty hard to talk today. my tongue seems to be all twisted and screwed up and i couldnt even pronounce simple words properly. i'm scared that i will fall back into my own little quiet world. hahahaha. come on, kailin. dont be shy. exercise your mouth. speak more, talk more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. updates tml! till then, smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try finding beauty in simplicity. it will add colors to the mundane life that you thought you are living in. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2190398188637868331?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2190398188637868331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2190398188637868331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2190398188637868331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2190398188637868331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/2nd-day-of-work-and-98-more-days-of.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8721669607082209835</id><published>2008-03-03T23:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T21:52:06.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[EDITED]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the first day of my attachment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenes in the morning actually brought back a lot of memories for me - students carrying a handful of books and a large bag, waiting for their train or bus; students walking along the streets, listening to their ipods; students chasing after their buses, etc etc. 3 years ago, i was just like them too - clad in my swiss uniform and carrying some alien tenyearseries, waiting sleepily for the damn bus to come. time does really flies. arugh. i am starting to miss my secondary days again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the first day of work wasnt really exciting or boring. i have a computer right in front of me, but i dont have an account to log on to the net!! no msn, no net. =( when we approached the HR in charge, i got the shock of my life when i saw the word "finance" beside my name. yes, apparently, i have been assigned to the department of my nightmare. omg. accounts, payroll, revenue, invoices and so on. OMG. the world just collasped on me. hahahha. jacelyn was sent to the department of my dreams - operations. lol. it seems fun to me lah - always on the go and the people in their department are like super friendly. hahaha. yanni on the other hand is in the HR department and, she is just a few seats away from me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was first assigned the task of keying in of some datas. after that, we left for lunch. the prices of the food there is still considered favorable okay. all thanks to the staff discount. hahaha. i came back to the office and finished up the data thingy and i was left to stoned. lol. there was nothing for me to do. that was when i decided to ask around and i was eventually assigned the task of punching and filing a stack of papers into the files in the storeroom. the storeroom is really dusty. and oh! did i mentioned that each of us have our own tables too? and their tables are really dusty as well. yanni's and my fingers turned black after using the keyboard. LOL. and poooooof! before we knew it, it was already 5.30pm and off we go. jacelyn did not say goodbye to me though. she seems to be in a rush. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with yujia at night for some ice-cream at westmall's swensens. seriously, ice-cream can cheer one's mood up. thanks for coming out leh. hahah. =) we had a really good chat and caught up with one another again. i miss her sitting next to me in class. =( the usual copyings of homework, the usual dozing off in class, the jotting down of notes, laughing at how crumpled her worksheets are, wondering why her green pen seems to be always running out of ink and all those little stuffs.. hai. all those wonderful moments. yujia, come sit beside me at jetstar leh. hahaha. then i can laugh at you again. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we got to know an intern and an ex-intern at jetstar too. friendly peeps. =) time to stock up some pens, pencils and papers for my table. today was really pathetic. when one of my colleagues asked me whether i had any &lt;s&gt;stationary&lt;/s&gt; stationery with me, all i could reply was a pen. haha. my dark rings are getting darker already and my eye bags are getting heavier. i have been having problems sleeping lately. i wonder how are my other classmates doing, especially meijun! none of them seems to be online leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out of the past. i need to stop looking back. it is the future that i should be looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painting my future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8721669607082209835?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8721669607082209835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8721669607082209835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8721669607082209835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8721669607082209835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/today-was-first-day-of-my-attachment.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6147754653769298940</id><published>2008-03-02T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T23:31:36.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. just finished my logbook stuffs. this would probably be the last post of chapter 983742893 of my life already. tml shall be a new beginning, a new start. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cant believe it. i cant believe that my internship will be starting tml already! 5 months of internship! guess i am feeling pretty both excited and nervous about it. after all, it will be a brand new experience and working environment. will i be able to cope? how will my new colleagues look like? what department would i be in? i shall ride through all storms and rubbish thrown at me and welcome challenges with open arms. yeah. easier said than done. =( but you can do it, kailin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, many many lucks to all my dear classmates out there! sentosa, jurong bird park, sunny holidays, giamsco, swissotel the stamford and wherever you may be! may you have a smooth-sailing, exciting and fun internship ahead!! and rock the company! sorry. i am having adrenaline rush. hahaha. let's still stay in contact okay? oh wait. no, maybe not for leann. hahaha. she is going to break my neck for bullying her that friday. hahahaha. you know i'm kidding. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time will tell everything. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6147754653769298940?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6147754653769298940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6147754653769298940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6147754653769298940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6147754653769298940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6993023279951409733</id><published>2008-03-01T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T00:15:42.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while my grandma and my sis are laughing away at the shengtianxia show that is airing now on channel 8, i am sitting right in front of the laptop, surfing the net furiously. hahaha. i still find it pretty amazing that i can finally access the internet at my grandma house. =) it is literally like a heaven here - good food, good life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly realised that i am starting to miss the times i had in school already. those laughters and stupid jokes that we shared, those train rides home with my friends and those endless chattings during lectures and maybe, even those times that we slogged day and night out for projects. yes, those times may be tough but i have to admit, they were still fun. i'm glad that we would still be able to have another 4 more months of school before we graduate from singapore polytechnic. time is flying lah. i think my stand will stand rather strong. in the meantime, i will still be on the way to explore myself. lol. sounds familiar eh, meijun? hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to my dear friend out there, life is going to be great for you =) let's work hard and play hard. you know, i will always be a phone call or a river away. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bring it on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6993023279951409733?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6993023279951409733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6993023279951409733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6993023279951409733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6993023279951409733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/while-my-grandma-and-my-sis-are.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6339139330964169260</id><published>2008-03-01T14:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T15:16:05.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Singapore's Glory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008: Formula1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2009: Integrated Reosrts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2010: 2010 Youth Olympics&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm glad my aunt applied for the starhub wireless plan. we just skyped with my cousin in china and it was pretty heart-warming to see how happy my grandparents were when they saw him. haha. they can now skype my cousin anytime they want to already. =) and, a moment ago, my aunt asked me not to work in changi airport, because of the recent escape made by the terrorist leader. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. no mood to blog already. attachment in another 2 more days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6339139330964169260?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6339139330964169260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6339139330964169260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6339139330964169260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6339139330964169260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/03/singapores-glory-2008-formula1-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2554483229924198717</id><published>2008-02-29T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T00:52:25.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>other people are having their holidays and i am having my holidays too, but why do i have difficulty falling asleep every night?! my rings are getting darker already. =( woke up at 10 plus today and rushed off to cityhall to meet tong, leann and elisha for movie. we caught the "The Eye" and we all agree that the chinese version is still better. still, the part that involves the lift one is still forever and ever scary la. WTH. and poor leann, she hurt herself during work. BUT, we showed no pity. hahaha. leann, take care of yourself and get well soon, otherwise there will be no end to our niaoings. lol. next week we will be going our separate ways soon! a new life, with new colleagues and new friends. hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love teo meijun to bits. hhaha. cause she will supply me with ice-cream every now and then, right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont know what's my decision. i dont know what my heart says. i'm afraid i cant commit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2554483229924198717?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2554483229924198717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2554483229924198717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2554483229924198717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2554483229924198717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/other-people-are-having-their-holidays.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3628489979119602907</id><published>2008-02-29T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T02:32:03.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes, i think those HR agencies arent really very good and beneficial. yes, they may be the ones providing you with the jobs. BUT, they have their own terms and conditions that you have to follow too. for e.g. one of the terms stated that you cant accept any personal job offers from anyone within one year of contract with them otherwise you would have to pay a sum of $1000. if you were working on a part-time job in Hotel 123 and upon seeing that you are so diligent and hardworking, Hotel 123 decided to offer you a place in their hotel, you cant accept their offer, otherwise you would have breached the contract. personally, i feel that this isnt really attractive. what if a better job comes along? what if a job of your dreams decided to appear before your eyes within that year? do you breach the contract and pay the HR agency $1000 or do you reject the offer and see your dreams waving goodbye to you? for me, i dont want to make either one of the decisions. just a matter of perspective.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TING =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for you to get some tanning. hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a day out with yujia and ting! i haven seen them for like a thousand years already. ever since we've graduated from swiss, we each have our own lives to lead. but i'm glad and thankful that we are still meeting up every once in awhile. i sort of miss our usual bickerings and chattings. haha. so, after much walking, we finally decided to settle down at a cafe in Paragon's for dinner. both the food and ambience was nice. err. we sort of celebrated tingting's belated birthday. ting, you must make use of your present hor. haha. went back to Lot 1's Mac for more chats. they sort of gave me a mini tutorial on mahjong. hohoho. i shall try my skills and luck on some online website when i'm free. i shall be the new mahjong queen. sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092190211331410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2ca8eVVI/AAAAAAAAAyw/uit2PL3O9Nk/s400/DSC00805.JPG" border="0" /&gt;random pic: hazelnut cake from coffeebean! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2b68eVUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/QzrWxvdIoII/s1600-h/DSC00792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092181621396802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2b68eVUI/AAAAAAAAAyo/QzrWxvdIoII/s400/DSC00792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this time, you shall lean on me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;next time, make sure your shoulder is available for me to cry on. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092203096233330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2dK8eVXI/AAAAAAAAAzA/bQUJx97Nn4E/s400/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;tingting with her new best friend. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172092211686167938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2dq8eVYI/AAAAAAAAAzI/dasEWniu_6Y/s400/DSC00852.JPG" border="0" /&gt;6 years and still counting :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and yujia, i really hate celery.&lt;br /&gt;and meijun, stop forcing me to eat ice-cream. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;2.28am! time to sleep!&lt;/p&gt;dont ever let it slip past you. it wont come knocking on your door twice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3628489979119602907?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3628489979119602907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3628489979119602907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3628489979119602907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3628489979119602907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/sometimes-i-think-those-hr-agencies.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8b2ca8eVVI/AAAAAAAAAyw/uit2PL3O9Nk/s72-c/DSC00805.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4402212200547503920</id><published>2008-02-28T09:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T10:37:04.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;face down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then put your left arm on the pillow &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and your right arm under the pillow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last night, i wanted to sleep, but the moment i closed my eyes, i saw myself distributing away balloons furiously. the aftermath of the roadshow. -.-. then one of my friends sent me this and poof, i immediately went into a concussion. nice remedy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ron called me yesterday! life at jetstar seems to be coming very fast now. another new beginning. another start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work hard, kailin!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4402212200547503920?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4402212200547503920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4402212200547503920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4402212200547503920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4402212200547503920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/face-down.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-3896319181430565989</id><published>2008-02-27T11:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:32:36.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;an old friend that was being forgotten&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flew online at 10.30am instantly when i woke up, without washing up. yes, that was how eager i am. i want to know my results asap! the results were unexpected but i am thankful for the grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was supposedly to accompany my grandma to the hospital today but i woke up late. guiltyguiltyguiltyguiltyguiltyguiltyguiltyguiltyguilty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;day out tml! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm glad i worked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-3896319181430565989?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/3896319181430565989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=3896319181430565989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3896319181430565989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/3896319181430565989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/no-use-looking-back-into-past-letting.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7314617619645909100</id><published>2008-02-26T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:42:41.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate last minute changes. i hate people accusing me for doing things that i dint. even if my parents accuse me for something i dint do, i will talk back at them without hesitation. yeah. probably i will get struck by lightning one of these days. haha. *choy. touchwood* but i really dont like the feeling of being accused. hah. that's my character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29th Feb is a nice date! it only occurs once in every 4 years. i think that date is rather meaningful. errr. random. haha. life has been rather slack these two days. watching dramas, animes, chatting madly on msn, walking around the house and relaxing. time flies rather fast. our attachment is less than a week away!! sad. i dont want to take the 1hr and 30 minutes ride to changi. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just need a little miracle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7314617619645909100?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7314617619645909100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7314617619645909100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7314617619645909100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7314617619645909100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-hate-last-minute-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6097538389219961552</id><published>2008-02-25T00:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:27:59.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;IDA Infocomm Roadshow 20th - 24th Feb at Suntec City Tower 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171139871407756594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8OUUK8eVTI/AAAAAAAAAyg/I_Y_7156JRc/s400/1_237430071l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171139678134228258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8OUI68eVSI/AAAAAAAAAyY/TuC105gn_Qk/s400/IDA+Roadshow+20th+-+24th+Feb.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170817130385265938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8JuyK8eVRI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/BM-TmOox4IQ/s400/20080224391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;new faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; hurray! today was the last day of work. i had a different job, for a change. i was the clicker, whereby i am supposed to keep track of the number of people entering the exhibition area via one of the gates, using a small device. the good thing about this job would be that you get to sit on the chair all day long and stare/stone/sms as long as you keep your eyes on the gate. but the bad thing is that you can slack and play all you want, provided that you will not fall asleep. the job was quite a mental torture - you sit and click and click and click for hours and it can be quite a bore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this 4-day job was another eye-opener for me. got to know a couple of new faces, including this guy who was in charge of the sound system. he is very nice, cause he kept offering us tidbits when we were working hard. lol. on top of that, he left me this message before he left - work smart, and not, work hard. how true. i must say i indeed work hard. even though i might not be the most hardworking, but i will still fulfill my duties and perform the tasks that were assigned to me. i will try my very best not to slack. self-responsibility i guess. but this doesnt necesaary means it is good okay. if you can take a shorter route to perform the task, why bother taking the longer route? both routes will eventually achieved the same level of performance what. and working hard alone cant really get you anywhere. you have to work smart - learn how to tackle and solve the different problems, learn how to fight off problems, learn how to come up with new ideas and etc. then you will be able to assure yourself of a secure place. random thinking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml shall be my day at home. my legs and fingers need ample rest. time to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6097538389219961552?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6097538389219961552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6097538389219961552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6097538389219961552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6097538389219961552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/hurray-today-was-last-day-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R8OUUK8eVTI/AAAAAAAAAyg/I_Y_7156JRc/s72-c/1_237430071l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2919073738429770256</id><published>2008-02-24T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-24T01:47:27.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am damn swollen right now. guess i am really getting old. it has been ages since i've worked okay. the last time i worked was a few months back, when i was still in thaiexpress. my index finers and thumbs are swollen. my legs are swollen. have been walking continuously for quite a number of hours for 3 days now. moreover, rides towards cityhall in the mornings and back to yewtee in the nights are forever crowded and you can hardly even find a place to sit. sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;distributing balloons is really fun, as compared to distributing flyers. the smile on the kid's face when he got the balloon is simply very cute and heart-warming and makes one feel very happy. haha. and not forgetting the times whereby kids run after you for balloons, shouting " i want baa-loon!" haha. sweet. but, there was this once, when i had already passed the balloon to the kid, his ah gong turned to the kid and said "dont take lah. no use." and the next moment i knew, the balloon was being thrown inside the dustbin, right in front of my face! )$&amp;amp;!@)(#*)@!(#* WTH. i was fuming then. if you dont want the balloon, then at least return it back to me lah. i am just behind you only. no need to throw into the dustbin in front of my face also what. aiyo, uncle ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. time to sleep. tml would be the last day of work. gambette!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2919073738429770256?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2919073738429770256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2919073738429770256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2919073738429770256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2919073738429770256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-am-damn-swollen-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4591959830017370279</id><published>2008-02-22T00:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:49:53.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169466672408319218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R72ijK8eVPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5CezdiN5OkM/s400/2173106097_42b4ee624a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;you will just have to walk alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wednesday's lunch was spent at HK's cafe at Marina Bay. their milk tea is damn fragant and it is a hundred times way better than those that you find in bubble tea shops. briefing for work ended at 7. caught the movie "Jumper" with my friend at night. the movie sucks. there's no storyline at all. they focused too much on his ability to teleport already i think. on the way home, i accidentally alighted at bukit gombak station and i think the station was really eerie, cause there was hardly a single soul in sight and it was nearing midnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thursday, which is today, started off at 5.30am. lol. my blur maid woke me up at the wrong timing. i was supposed to wake up at 6.30am instead. but nevermind, i couldnt get to sleep anyway. and i almost suffocated in the mrt again. i wonder what is wrong this time round. thank god i prepared some sweets beforehand. work was super tiring. it has been ages since i have stood for 4 hours continuously. we were told on the briefing on wedensday that we were supposed to be balloon distributors, but today, we were assigned to be flyer distributors instead. it was said that the balloons would only be delivered during the weekends. and so i realised, distributing flyers aint an easy task. you have to fake a smile, constantly speak, answer enquiries and as well as to carry a heavy load of brochures with your hand. my hand was shaking rather badly after 4 hours. my waist felt as if it was going to break into two by 10pm. my knees looked like they are going to cave in any minute when i reached home. it is really aint no relaxing job at all. haha. next time, if i see any flyer distributors along the streets, i will definitely take the flyers from them already. the other part-timers who were working with us were rather friendly as well. and it was rather surprising to see brandon and his gf there too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, i have to built up my health asap already. it takes only 25 minutes to travel from jurong east station to cityhall station via the mrt. BUT it takes a bloody freaking long 68 minutes to travel from jurong east to changi airport! OMG! i think i will be in a coma before i even reach the airport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i thought i was ready to face it. but i wasnt. let's just say i am a coward. it's too late to say anything now too. i let it slipped past me. i've learnt a precious lesson when i was in my secondary school days. if it falls upon you, then go for it. dont hide. dont be scared. face it. take up the challenge. who knows what the future has for you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright. 3 more days of work to go. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the untold story behind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4591959830017370279?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4591959830017370279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4591959830017370279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4591959830017370279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4591959830017370279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/you-will-just-have-to-walk-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R72ijK8eVPI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5CezdiN5OkM/s72-c/2173106097_42b4ee624a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5140748805608919525</id><published>2008-02-20T14:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T14:36:54.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>are you going to live the rest of your life,&lt;br /&gt;dwelling and brooding over the matter, or would you rather spend that time wisely?&lt;br /&gt;what good would it do if you just sit there and think about it.&lt;br /&gt;so, get up and move on.&lt;br /&gt;instead of pushing yourself to a tiny little corner, try taking the first step out.&lt;br /&gt;life might be even better. who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo. time to go for briefing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time for me to open my eyes &amp;amp; appreciate the world around me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5140748805608919525?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5140748805608919525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5140748805608919525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5140748805608919525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5140748805608919525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/are-you-going-to-live-rest-of-your-life.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4067408791555175537</id><published>2008-02-19T23:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T01:01:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a small and simple chalet (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168711655812388002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7rz3a8eVKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/kY6K6Z4aaRA/s400/DSC01497.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168711668697289906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7rz4K8eVLI/AAAAAAAAAxY/NA7d5R1Wo8I/s400/DSC01492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168711681582191810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7rz468eVMI/AAAAAAAAAxg/HTgK_HIS9Ms/s400/DSC01476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;no. we must be crazy if we drank all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we only touched the vodka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 1 was spent having occasional pillow fights, splashing and fooling around in Wild Wild Wet, watching Final Destination 2 and I Pronounce You Chuck and Larry in our room and spending some time sitting under the silvery moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2 started off at 10 plus with Mac for breakfast, more pillow-fights back in our rooms, snatching for blankets, playing cards, more sleeping, watching Final Destination 2, again, and Step Up and having our dinner at some dimsum restaurant in Geylang, which serves really super nice dimsums and chilli sauce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and and,&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168723127670035666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7r-TK8eVNI/AAAAAAAAAxo/fWSlWzCuxlM/s400/channing_tatum10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;OMG! Step Up is really really darn cool! i love it. all those who are in love with dance should really watch it. the dance movements, their music, the way how Channing Tatum had danced &amp;amp; the instrumental version of Bout It by Yung Joc. omg. darn nice! Step Up 2: The Streets is coming soon. sort of caught parts of it on youtube. looks nice to me! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168723136259970274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7r-Tq8eVOI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Tq4h6DG0DZk/s400/stepup2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;and i love the way how he had conducted the band at the showcase. hahahaha. nice!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i managed to get hold of the 4-day part-time job which involves some IDA roadshow that will be held from this coming thursday to sunday. there would be some sort of job briefing tml at Suntec. hope the job wouldnt be that tiring cause the salary per hour isnt kind of really attractive. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and, my aunt and her family flew back to China on Monday morning. cant really bear them to leave, but they will always be back again - this july. (: my sis and i had a really enjoyable weekend with them. i actually went shopping with my aunt. initially, i was really scared that we might ran out of topics to talk or there might be some generation gap or something. but apparently, to my surprise, i did have fun shopping and chatting with her. (: my sis went to Wild Wild Wet instead with my cousin and they got themselves a really nice tan. awww. envy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes these facts can be really cruel: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not everything will go the way i want it to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not everyone can accept me for who i am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;not everyone will appreciate the things you do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you may have tried your bestest and did everything that you could but it just looks like it's not working. maybe it is not destined to be, or not meant to be. so no matter how hard you try, it is just impossible. perhaps it is the time to give up. or maybe let nature take its own course and you shall not bother a single shit anymore. just some random thoughts again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my eyes are closing. till then, ciao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4067408791555175537?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4067408791555175537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4067408791555175537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4067408791555175537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4067408791555175537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/small-and-simple-chalet-no.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7rz3a8eVKI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/kY6K6Z4aaRA/s72-c/DSC01497.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8477575729906839636</id><published>2008-02-13T23:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T01:30:56.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166515982631326866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7Mm6a8eVJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fa3xKeSYCCs/s400/661946243_621ef61021_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have a happy and blessed day with your loved ones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at TCC + kite runner at cineleisure + shopping in town + yujia = a very happy &amp;amp; blessed day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the muddy mudpie at TCC is really delicious and heavenly. i like the oreo crust that was sprinkled on top. it is crispy and really tasted like oreo to me, unlike those that i have tasted else where, whereby the crust was super soft and had a weird smell. no pictures were taken because the mudpie was simply too tempting and mouth-watering for us to wait for even 5 seconds before devouring it. haha. okay. or maybe i am the one who was too eager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166515450055382146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7Mmba8eVII/AAAAAAAAAw0/ixRXk6DlZhE/s320/2187237899_b9bb55832c_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and jacelyn, if you are reading this, i am telling you i am very in love with the kite runner! =) the movie is nice and quite touching! the friendship between amir and hassan, the twist of the story and the ending and everything else! i really like it. i swear i am going to finish the book as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a day out with yujia with the intial intention of hunting for gifts for our friends and my cousins ended up as a shopping trip. i managed to get hold of a top and bottom and yujia managed to lay her hands on a white top. cheers, yujia!! thanks for the day out! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've thought of what to get for my cousins already. i shall get it tml after meeting my friend for breakfast. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is gonna get real wordy. but heck. this is my blog and i will write what i wanna write. so anyway, during the mrt ride home, yujia and me were talking about our past, as usual. and i realised i have indeed grown alot. my thinking and the way i tend to look at things have changed over the past 2 years. i had taken a small step out of my comfort zone, tried a lot of different things, experienced ups and downs, saw more of the world, learnt how to protect myself and learnt how to take things in my stride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that was just a tiny winy mini step out of my comfort zone. the world is so much bigger out there and there's so many more things waiting for me to discover and explore. perhaps i will be hurt and tired and bruised after everything. but, it's the experience that counts. no amount of money can buy you "experience". once you've experienced it, it belongs to you forever. nobody can snatch it away from you. perhaps, that's the reason why i want to try for as many jobs while i still can? i dont want to wait till i am 25 or 30 plus before trying to job-hop. if i did, i would probably be putting my career and my life-savings at risk. haha. okay. just a random thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; there he goes, so perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8477575729906839636?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8477575729906839636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8477575729906839636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8477575729906839636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8477575729906839636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/lunch-at-tcc-kite-runner-at-cineleisure.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R7Mm6a8eVJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/fa3xKeSYCCs/s72-c/661946243_621ef61021_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4137574572770727143</id><published>2008-02-12T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T00:46:04.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it is just a matter of perspective.&lt;br /&gt;what seems weird and strange to you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;doesnt mean that it is wrong or stupid.&lt;br /&gt;you cant simply judge the matter based wholly on your point of view.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the straits times, some books about sydney and first few chapters of The Kite Runner in one day. i must be really desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my desire to learn to play mahjong is getting stronger.&lt;br /&gt;even a secondary 3 kid knows how to play it already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;it's time i get my ass moving.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4137574572770727143?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4137574572770727143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4137574572770727143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4137574572770727143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4137574572770727143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/it-is-just-matter-of-difference-in.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1830277527440182028</id><published>2008-02-12T10:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T10:48:17.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i am so used to having a tiring life that since yesterday, for the whole day, i practically did nothing except to lie and watch tv, i cant fall asleep at night. i practically tossed and turned in bed for about 3 hours before finally going off to slumberland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i am tired, i complain.&lt;br /&gt;when i am bored, i also complain.&lt;br /&gt;haha. what bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i will get tired after some ranting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall visit the library later. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1830277527440182028?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1830277527440182028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1830277527440182028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1830277527440182028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1830277527440182028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-think-i-am-so-used-to-having-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6394736881348851281</id><published>2008-02-11T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T18:26:01.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tmd.&lt;br /&gt;i really hate that fcuking guy.&lt;br /&gt;one day, i swear, if i cant tahan anymore, i will punch him in his face.&lt;br /&gt;cant he just get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;*$@#*!(@#&amp;amp;!(*@#&amp;amp;(*!@#&amp;amp;#@^!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY has been okay, with all those ferrero rochers and money coming in, and, of course, plus all those gatherings at my granny's house with my relatives.&lt;br /&gt;but i am feeling soooooo bored at home right now.&lt;br /&gt;i have been drama-ing since ten this morning.&lt;br /&gt;and there's nothing much for me to do except to carry on chasing after my dramas.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am shortlisted for a temporary job for some exhibition at suntec. :D&lt;br /&gt;finally, i have one holiday job!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, is there anything wrong with studying in polytechnic?&lt;br /&gt;one of my relatives gave me that rather shocked face when i told him where i am in now.&lt;br /&gt;personally, up till now, i still think polytechnics are better, even though my current grades are like not up to my expectations. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i shall go bathe already before continuing with Mitch Albom's For One More Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am really really really really bored....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6394736881348851281?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6394736881348851281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6394736881348851281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6394736881348851281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6394736881348851281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/tmd.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4667991570868460311</id><published>2008-02-06T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T00:36:01.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163904412385986226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6nftBpWxrI/AAAAAAAAAwk/brDjInTveyU/s320/109262129_2d851d69d0_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;people are celebrating and welcoming a brand new year ahead.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, i just cant seem to feel the joy.&lt;br /&gt;some thing is missing.&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is,&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;aiyah.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's my mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;i need to travel!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i need moneyzzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;lots and lots of moneyzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder,&lt;br /&gt;how many true friends do we really have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a peaceful, blessed and happy mouse year ahead to all!!&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/11247282-4667991570868460311?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4667991570868460311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4667991570868460311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4667991570868460311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4667991570868460311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/people-are-celebrating-and-welcoming.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6nftBpWxrI/AAAAAAAAAwk/brDjInTveyU/s72-c/109262129_2d851d69d0_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6624128604309176811</id><published>2008-02-04T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T00:50:02.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6c80hpWxqI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LRIfX1kQ-oA/s1600-h/1_453395973l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163162370886256290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6c80hpWxqI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LRIfX1kQ-oA/s320/1_453395973l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY LEANN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you enjoy the sakae session as well as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the cake from our beloved two secondary school "friends". =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we met at 1 at cityhall before heading over to marinasquare for pool.&lt;br /&gt;the session was NOT FUN at all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all thanks to that freaking nice auntie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;what a spoiler lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, it was darn funny to see rachael and elisha play House of the Dead 4! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was practically laughing so hard that i had to kneel on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;meijun, leann and tong were laughing away like hell as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and even a group of guys were laughing away at the counter too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so, what did rachael exactly do?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLOLOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i shall not reveal the secret, in case she kills me. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i agree, it's the only way to really be engrossed in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sakaed at 3. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we were starving like mad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i really like their miso soup and salmon and the one which had a combination of avocado and crabmeat. they are really really nice!! (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we ate around 50 plates in total. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after which, we had the delicious chocolate ice-cream cake from anderson, which was equally nice as well!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;leann and rachael left around 6.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and elisha, tong, meijun and me headed to town for some shopping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i bought nothing. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and finally home sweet home at 10.25pm. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;throughout the day, everywhere we went, we were reminded of our dear disney friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when tong added me and meijun in a conversation last night and asked us about today's plans, we went "awwww. weidaaaaaaaaa!" cause normally he will usually the one planning for all the chilling sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when we were playing pool, tong went "awwww. jiarooooooong!" as he thought of the time when he taught her how to play pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;when tong pointed an LV bag to me, i went "awwww. jessssssssy!" as i thought of the time we spent with jessy while filming the brazil video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and as we walked past shops that were playing some nice and pop songs, we were reminded of that night and all the jokes would come out again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;our disney friends will not be forgotten. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163161928504624786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6c8axpWxpI/AAAAAAAAAwU/65I1MvMOOjc/s320/1_953096384l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;jesssssy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yah. another thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn scary lah. i almost fainted in the mrt. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;like what happened to me during secondary 4. lolol.&lt;br /&gt;dont know what's wrong with my body.&lt;br /&gt;was feeling so nauseous and giddy at that point of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;luckily it got better after i met up with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;NO. it must get better. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i want to celebrate CHINESE NEW YEAR one leh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all those sweets and chocolates and reunion dinners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anyway, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR IN ADVANCE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;i will be staying at my granny's all the way till the day before cny.&lt;/div&gt;shall upload the photos when i get hold of them.&lt;br /&gt;till then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the story behind every picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6624128604309176811?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6624128604309176811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6624128604309176811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6624128604309176811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6624128604309176811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-19th-birthday-leann-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6c80hpWxqI/AAAAAAAAAwc/LRIfX1kQ-oA/s72-c/1_453395973l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-730978695667994204</id><published>2008-02-03T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T23:22:57.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XbWRpWxoI/AAAAAAAAAwM/g4LbSumnqcg/s1600-h/DSC02383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162773723590608514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XbWRpWxoI/AAAAAAAAAwM/g4LbSumnqcg/s320/DSC02383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XKRRpWxjI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZUplyBmA2T0/s1600-h/DSC02378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162754945993590322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XKRRpWxjI/AAAAAAAAAvk/ZUplyBmA2T0/s320/DSC02378.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dearest meijun!&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all those stupid and silly train rides home. (:&lt;br /&gt;these 7 months, we will make it through with glory okay!&lt;br /&gt;will be looking forward to attending lectures with you again!&lt;br /&gt;or maybe not. cause you are always late. hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162771026351146610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XY5RpWxnI/AAAAAAAAAwE/TUzcKnB9Fyo/s320/DSCF0117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162771004876310114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XY4BpWxmI/AAAAAAAAAv8/6IuVrEH9d8g/s320/DSCF0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162757316815537746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XMbRpWxlI/AAAAAAAAAv0/_xu1_ygdZiA/s320/DSCN0909.jpg" border="0" /&gt; their absence from singapore really goes to show how time has flies.&lt;br /&gt;i must learn to even more cherish all the time i have and my closed and loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sakae tml! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;every laughter. every moment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-730978695667994204?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/730978695667994204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=730978695667994204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/730978695667994204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/730978695667994204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/dearest-meijun-thanks-for-all-those.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6XbWRpWxoI/AAAAAAAAAwM/g4LbSumnqcg/s72-c/DSC02383.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-960141481768516245</id><published>2008-02-03T09:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T11:53:53.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yooohooo.&lt;br /&gt;i am back from the airport&lt;br /&gt;and i haven been sleeping since yesterday's 10am plus!&lt;br /&gt;oh god. i have super dark rings under my eyes now.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait. i think i cant even see my eyes now. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;the disney peeps are finally on their way now to florida,&lt;br /&gt;where a magical world awaits them. (:&lt;br /&gt;damn envy. i wanna go too!&lt;br /&gt;but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;7 months later, we will all meet again! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it would be like if i were the one going instead.&lt;br /&gt;will my mom and dad be crying rivers?&lt;br /&gt;will my sis be celebrating and opening champagne?&lt;br /&gt;will i still be able to laugh and tell them that they will have peace in the house for the next 7 months or so?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a night at the airport wasnt really boring.&lt;br /&gt;at least there were people to entertain us. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks jacelyn! LOL. hope you get well soon okay! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached terminal 1 at around 11.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;did some wandering, walking, exploring, laughing, phototaking before sitting down and watching the time goes by.&lt;br /&gt;and finally, one by one, the disney peeps arrived, with their family members.&lt;br /&gt;presents were presented, photos were taken, hugs were given and last farewells and wishes were said.&lt;br /&gt;and one by one, they slowly went in.&lt;br /&gt;kinda sad though,&lt;br /&gt;to watch them leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what leann said, this time, they are really gone.&lt;br /&gt;it's really farewell, till 7 months later.&lt;br /&gt;we will live on the memories they gave us, which will be kept dearly inside our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment they left, i seriously think that my life has entered into another chapter.&lt;br /&gt;a whole new chapter. the beginning of another adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more studying.&lt;br /&gt;no more late nights rushing for projects.&lt;br /&gt;no more noisy lectures.&lt;br /&gt;no more drinking.&lt;br /&gt;no more clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;no more poly friends to be by my side and laughing together at some silly stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;no more train rides home with meijun.&lt;br /&gt;no more rachael to bully at for being a slow typist.&lt;br /&gt;no more leann to niao at for earthquakes.&lt;em&gt; (LOL! seriously damn funny lah! trust jessy to leave us the earthquake joke just before checking in. HAHAHAHAHA. LEANN!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more weida's drug face to laugh at.&lt;br /&gt;no more hearing of sukie's darn powerful niaoing skills at rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;("the dentist should braced up your mouth and teeth together " LOL. CLASSIC.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more seeing vanessa running away from the two cheena's clutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, a whole new working environment awaits me.&lt;br /&gt;some are alone while some lucky ones have one or two of their friends working in the same company with them.&lt;br /&gt;being exposed to a whole new world, you have to start everything from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;building up friendships and relationships with your colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;learning everything that needs to be learn.&lt;br /&gt;learning to accept the new responsibilites that come by.&lt;br /&gt;experiencing a whole new culture.&lt;br /&gt;you are out there on your own.&lt;br /&gt;but thank god.&lt;br /&gt;there are two friends that are with me.&lt;br /&gt;one to ogle at pilots with.&lt;br /&gt;one to laugh AT. HAAHHAAH. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will we still be the same after 5 months?&lt;br /&gt;what does the future has for us?&lt;br /&gt;will we be able to cope?&lt;br /&gt;will we be still as close?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess only time has the answers to these questions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i must be strong.&lt;br /&gt;i shall overcome all difficulties and challenges that come.&lt;br /&gt;i will perform my tasks well.&lt;br /&gt;no more hiding and pushing and neglecting.&lt;br /&gt;i will accept all responsibilities that are assigned to me.&lt;br /&gt;i will learn to open up more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only 6 - 7 months of internship.&lt;br /&gt;why do i sound like it's like forever?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did i mention supernatural is damn scary?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am a scardy cat.&lt;br /&gt;but the espisode regarding the bloody mary really got me freaked out lah.&lt;br /&gt;the one that says if you call, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to even think about it.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should switch to grey's anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;but dean is so good-looking!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plans for one month holiday:&lt;br /&gt;finish supernatural.&lt;br /&gt;finish grey's anatomy.&lt;br /&gt;lots of shopping.&lt;br /&gt;go for a short overseas trip.&lt;br /&gt;pick up any job that comes along.&lt;br /&gt;watch the movies 29 Feb and Jumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a long post.&lt;br /&gt;experiencing mixed emotions now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- coincidence is God's way of remaining anonymous; i love this phrase.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-960141481768516245?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/960141481768516245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=960141481768516245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/960141481768516245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/960141481768516245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/yooohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4375000598123371495</id><published>2008-02-02T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T14:42:20.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darn freaking hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;trust leann to come up with that post.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;and now as we are all sober, when we look back at what happened,&lt;br /&gt;it was super super funny.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think we should drink together anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what else could have happened.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are leaving in another 18 hours time!&lt;br /&gt;bon voyage, my friends!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4375000598123371495?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4375000598123371495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4375000598123371495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4375000598123371495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4375000598123371495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/darn-freaking-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6474860519669396298</id><published>2008-02-01T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T16:29:33.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i dint read meijun's blog, i would totally have forgotten about the pig's trotter joke.&lt;br /&gt;LOLLOOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;that was super hilarious lah.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some pictures (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161924355153118754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6LW2hpWxiI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XWdoow0QJb8/s320/DSC00794.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161922096000321010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6LUzBpWxfI/AAAAAAAAAu4/nIv5xtfT74Q/s320/DSC02362.JPG" border="0" /&gt; we love black&amp;amp;white. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and no, we dint arrange to wear this together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161922130360059394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6LU1BpWxgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cvscMe-WMNo/s320/DSC02366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics after i get hold of them.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6LU1BpWxgI/AAAAAAAAAvA/cvscMe-WMNo/s1600-h/DSC02366.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6474860519669396298?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6474860519669396298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6474860519669396298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6474860519669396298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6474860519669396298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/if-i-dint-read-meijuns-blog-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R6LW2hpWxiI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/XWdoow0QJb8/s72-c/DSC00794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5327323188283947179</id><published>2008-02-01T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T10:40:26.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ever heard a frog croak? haha.&lt;br /&gt;that's my voice now.&lt;br /&gt;i am back to being half voiceless. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i shall begin from the day we ended our GBE paper!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/1/2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my final paper + my final day in school all the way till october!!! =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinatown's porridge + a walk at the central, which has rather limited shops + rum&amp;amp;raisin ice-cream by the river + MOS + drinking session = damn funny and nice night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were darn lots of jokes lah. hahahaha. like peeing in the toilet without closing the door. lol. my legs and whole body were aching like hell and i had lost half of my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, credits to jessy, meijun and elisha. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31/1/08&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast at some coffeeshop in tiong bahru. hahahah. sorry. suddenly thought of the tu-tu kuehs. lol. reached home with 75% of my voice gone.&lt;br /&gt;mom dragged me to vivocity and orchard. shivered like mad in the shopping centres and my leg muscles were crying out in pain. crawled home at around 9pm. had a really bad time trying to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;fever + burning throat + 100% voiceless + a super aching body = torturous.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i met my liasion officer after the GBE paper. it seems like jetstar is really a good company. =)&lt;br /&gt;open office concept + 5-day work week + office hour of 8.30am to 5.30pm + jeans-allowed dress code + special privileges = what more can you ask for!&lt;br /&gt;the previous interns were sent to the human resource, accountings and commerical department. and there was even one department whereby one of your job scopes is to help them in selecting cabin crew. hahaha. aussie pilots. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder where we would be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;since school will be starting in october, we had practically about 3 months of holidays after internship!! hahaha. NICE!! i want to travel overseas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i think my mom is also partly responsible for the state of my throat. she was having a bad throat and has been voiceless for the past two days. lol. ahhhh. no wonder my home suddenly feels so quiet and peaceful. but she kept coughing into my face during shopping! ^&amp;amp;#$()@#^)@#$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i am going to look for some part-time jobs to work already. i cant possible stay home for the rest of the time till my internship starts right. kailin is hardworking. HAHA. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- blesses&amp;amp;wishes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5327323188283947179?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5327323188283947179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5327323188283947179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5327323188283947179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5327323188283947179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/02/ever-heard-frog-croak-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2868930296138982655</id><published>2008-01-30T07:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T09:22:02.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161066783328093554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5_K5RpWxXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/5YYYNuxo8hg/s320/DSC00767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;aint i a nice sis? hahah. sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am awake at this stunning hour! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i am proud of myself, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for not getting any afternoon naps yesterday. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my body clock is un-screwed. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i like my blogskin alot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cause it is freaking neat and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last paper and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we can all play, shout and celebrate! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am looking forward. (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2868930296138982655?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2868930296138982655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2868930296138982655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2868930296138982655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2868930296138982655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5_K5RpWxXI/AAAAAAAAAtU/5YYYNuxo8hg/s72-c/DSC00767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1785675000600987983</id><published>2008-01-29T03:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-29T03:23:19.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i finally, finally changed my blogskin!&lt;br /&gt;though this was a template from blogger.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on come on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last paper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1785675000600987983?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1785675000600987983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1785675000600987983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1785675000600987983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1785675000600987983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6700594179366847232</id><published>2008-01-28T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T10:18:42.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's so many things i wanna get after GBE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmmmm..&lt;/br&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, really glad i bought that le coq sportif bag from the warehouse sales. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my sis liked it darn lots lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahaha. good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the bag was supeeeerrr cheeeeeeeap anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;a wise choice indeed. (:&lt;/br&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;&lt;br /&gt;gonna start on 24 and supernatural and grey's anatomy sooooon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;they shall be my motivators. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hehe. lol. &lt;/br&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;&lt;br /&gt;back to GBE.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6700594179366847232?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6700594179366847232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6700594179366847232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6700594179366847232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6700594179366847232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/god.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4475595788443687343</id><published>2008-01-27T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T00:01:01.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a promise to keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&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;sometimes i just dont understand. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when it was just about to return to normal, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;things took for a 180 degrees turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn. i never study at all larh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am serious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am gonna start tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or else i can say byebye to my grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;shout it out LOUD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4475595788443687343?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4475595788443687343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4475595788443687343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4475595788443687343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4475595788443687343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/promise-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8803308284423824817</id><published>2008-01-25T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T20:57:59.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had bread for dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am hone alone. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am damn tired. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think i need to burn midnight oil already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burn midnight oil to watch my heroes! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past few days have been rather fruitful and fun and slackkkkk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esplanade, clarke quay, cityhall, sentosa, vivocity, bugis, orchard, warehousesales, good food, good company. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life is simply greeeeeeeaaaat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so little time. but so many things to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooooooohhhhhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i forgot to check who is my liasion officer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&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;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name of Student: KOH KAI LIN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Name of Company you are attached to: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TM-JETSTAR ASIA AIRWAYS PTE LTD&lt;br /&gt;Reporting Address: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHANGI AIRPORT TERMINAL 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LEVEL 3 SOUTHWEST FINGER #034-30 918144 SG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITP Start Date: 2008-03-03&lt;br /&gt;ITP End Date: 2008-07-18&lt;br /&gt;Time of Reporting: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.30AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allowance: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;500/Month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Please ensure that you have collected the Log Book. Please arrange to meet your Liaison Officer as soon as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Liaison Officer Name: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RONALD SATHIANATHAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Please see your Liaison Officer before you start your attachment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only care about those in red. HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope we will be working in the airport rather than at their head office. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i still cant stop smiling. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my heroes finished uploading already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;byebye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8803308284423824817?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8803308284423824817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8803308284423824817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8803308284423824817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8803308284423824817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-am-hone-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5795653784771033046</id><published>2008-01-24T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:30:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5iuxxpWxVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/T7bcg5ihNSo/s1600-h/DSC02311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159065543316522322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5iuxxpWxVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/T7bcg5ihNSo/s320/DSC02311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5iuyBpWxWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/agWP9jNL21s/s1600-h/DSC02314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159065547611489634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5iuyBpWxWI/AAAAAAAAAtM/agWP9jNL21s/s320/DSC02314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5795653784771033046?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5795653784771033046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5795653784771033046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5795653784771033046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5795653784771033046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/tiring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5iuxxpWxVI/AAAAAAAAAtE/T7bcg5ihNSo/s72-c/DSC02311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-732375836989620963</id><published>2008-01-23T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T22:54:30.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5dT0BpWxSI/AAAAAAAAAss/rPD-HcVV6YA/s1600-h/1386287755_02c17e8857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158684051436389666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5dT0BpWxSI/AAAAAAAAAss/rPD-HcVV6YA/s200/1386287755_02c17e8857.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JETSTAR,&lt;br /&gt;here i come. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;anyway, GOM's over.&lt;br /&gt;it feels like i am having holidays now alr.&lt;br /&gt;what's GBE?! hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;buffet lunch at arab street + shopping at bugis + movie at cine = great day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; maybe to you i am more like a nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;it's time for me to shut up.&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/11247282-732375836989620963?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/732375836989620963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=732375836989620963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/732375836989620963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/732375836989620963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/jetstar-here-i-come.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5dT0BpWxSI/AAAAAAAAAss/rPD-HcVV6YA/s72-c/1386287755_02c17e8857.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2665963624481261770</id><published>2008-01-22T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:32:53.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on this fateful day, i was walking with my mom down orchard road and this guy appeared out of nowhere, saying that he is from the modeling agency! my mom dint catch that and she kindly pushed me to entertain him. and that guy actually replied: no no no. i am not looking for HER. i am looking for YOU. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF. ROAR. LOLOLOLOLLOL.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. the thing did not stopped there. we ignored him and walked on. and we heard someone running from behind and approached my mom. the person was from the same agency too. god. THE GIRL FROM THE MODELING AGENCY ACTUALLY RAN TO CHASE AFTER MY MOM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. damn. right after we were out of their sight, my mom stood down there and smiled like mad. LOL.&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: i should not go out with my mom again. lolol. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to GOM. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2665963624481261770?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2665963624481261770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2665963624481261770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2665963624481261770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2665963624481261770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/alright_22.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7769842364812683837</id><published>2008-01-21T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T10:31:16.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GENTING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157743579683483810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P8dXWV8KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/Np5VpgGHb4M/s400/DSC00745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157740148004614226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5VnWV8FI/AAAAAAAAArc/NhFoul72lR8/s400/DSC00710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;stayed at first world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;quite a horrifying experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hhahaha. no. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nobody shook my bed in the middle of the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's just that the room was damn small.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a small tv, two small beds, a small table, a small bathroom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to accomodate SIX people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my parents ended up sleeping on the floor at a corner. ohhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i was squeezing with my sis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;who kindly left me shivering in the middle of the night with no blanket. &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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157740152299581538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5V3WV8GI/AAAAAAAAArk/877pJpdNRvI/s400/DSC00709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157743596863353026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P8eXWV8MI/AAAAAAAAAsU/fNMJ3-zdslc/s400/19012008604.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5WHWV8HI/AAAAAAAAArs/frdlP4Za1KI/s1600-h/DSC00715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157740156594548850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5WHWV8HI/AAAAAAAAArs/frdlP4Za1KI/s400/DSC00715.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the wind was darn cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;look at what happened after a gust of cold wind blew right into your face.&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157743588273418418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P8d3WV8LI/AAAAAAAAAsM/LuFgXd9Kjbk/s400/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5WXWV8II/AAAAAAAAAr0/WjU51RZ3EGI/s1600-h/DSC00718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157740160889516162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P5WXWV8II/AAAAAAAAAr0/WjU51RZ3EGI/s400/DSC00718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;people said i might look older than her in the future. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*$&amp;amp;*@(#!&amp;amp;!@(*@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157747316305031378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5P_23WV8NI/AAAAAAAAAsc/mEiqoWpvNTQ/s400/DSC00777.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my grandma!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think she enjoyed the trip a lot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all those countless slot machines she've pulled.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;lol. of course happy lah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint play much but it was a nice getaway for a nice family vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to study GOM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;good lucks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7769842364812683837?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7769842364812683837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4937182147507065670</id><published>2008-01-18T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T15:16:03.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156697806686515154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5BFVXWV79I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Py0Skbdvtwg/s320/DSC00619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the legendary mushroom&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156700379371925538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5BHrHWV8CI/AAAAAAAAArE/oVpgvmQJD6s/s400/DSC01426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156701474588586050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5BIq3WV8EI/AAAAAAAAArU/YU88dGtxHMA/s400/2086495085_dc09c40834_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156701470293618738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5BIqnWV8DI/AAAAAAAAArM/N1yyBGKfH9I/s400/1439769168_499ea76d8b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEROES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;darn sad that it ends at season 2: episode 11 only.&lt;br /&gt;no more West(clare's bf) for me to look at. lolol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ipod updated and charged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;phone charged. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bag packed and loaded with snacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;all geared up and ready for the super long bus ride to genting in another few hours time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - now i know. &lt;/br&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4937182147507065670?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4937182147507065670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4937182147507065670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4937182147507065670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4937182147507065670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/heroes-darn-sad-that-it-ends-at-season.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R5BFVXWV79I/AAAAAAAAAqc/Py0Skbdvtwg/s72-c/DSC00619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2798028261523866616</id><published>2008-01-17T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T23:50:54.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinner at cafe cartel.&lt;br /&gt;their fish and chips suck. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;dessert at swensens. a treat from ting.&lt;br /&gt;what a nice friend. lol. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she gave me this christmas globe which had a micky and christmas tree miniature and some snowflakes inside.&lt;br /&gt;there were a couple of writings around the base too.&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is, she personally made that all by herself!&lt;br /&gt;the globe is really pretty and it is darn sweet of her lah!!&lt;br /&gt;hope that she would have a really nice time working&lt;br /&gt;so that me and yujia will get more treats in the future. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i must start my GOM now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- it's just a matter of perspective. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2798028261523866616?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2798028261523866616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2798028261523866616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2798028261523866616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2798028261523866616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/dinner-at-cafe-cartel.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1015768931308904170</id><published>2008-01-17T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:51:44.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Teardrops On My Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she's got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's damn so funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can't even see anyone when he's with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He's the time taken up, but there's never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he's all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see.&lt;br /&gt;Cause he's the reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a very nice song! credits to tong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1015768931308904170?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1015768931308904170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1015768931308904170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1015768931308904170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1015768931308904170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/teardrops-on-my-guitar-lyrics-drew.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4599700023568919825</id><published>2008-01-17T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T14:35:12.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyo.&lt;br /&gt;just woke up from my beauty sleep. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sentosa interview was alright. there were 7 of us altogether and we were pretty taken aback by the group interview. there were 9 people from the mangement over there and the interview was quite formal. i really wanna go into the merchandising and attractions area if i was being chosen. the sale department sounds not bad. it is something similar to MICE whereby we would be coordinating and helping to organize events on sentosa. but it's rather stressful and the time of the job is somewht 24 hours..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the interview, we went off to relax and slack ourselves at the beach before going off for some shopping at vivocity. (: after that, meijun and rachael accompanied for a while. sat beside singapore river and chatted a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite an eye-opener and unusual night for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the guidance and encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;lolol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting yujia and ting later at IMM. (:&lt;br /&gt;i haven bloody start on my GOM and i will be away this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but why am i not feeling stressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- what will you do if you find yourself stuck in the middle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what a mess i am in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- when humans are left to fend for themselves, the ugly side of them will start emerging.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4599700023568919825?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4599700023568919825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4599700023568919825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4599700023568919825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4599700023568919825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/heyo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-345560966828959918</id><published>2008-01-15T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T18:23:16.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn.&lt;br /&gt;i stared at the paper&lt;br /&gt;and all i could remember was trompenaar's cultural dimension of collectivism VS individualism.&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;i just went blank like that.&lt;br /&gt;all those hours of study just went down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;sentosa's interview tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;finally, it's my bloody turn.&lt;br /&gt;but i still prefer looking at planes. (:&lt;br /&gt;scully, i wont even be able to even get into sentosa or jetstar,&lt;br /&gt;and i shall find myself sitting in tours connection agency.&lt;br /&gt;if that's the case, please do drop by and pay me a visit okay.&lt;br /&gt;i will be so alone. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-345560966828959918?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/345560966828959918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=345560966828959918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/345560966828959918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/345560966828959918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-602994645967347009</id><published>2008-01-14T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:34:08.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL AS LIGHT AS A STONE NOW.&lt;br /&gt;I BELIEVE I CAN FLY~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;i did not turn into a bird.&lt;br /&gt;just feeling darn happy and relax now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HS was over.&lt;br /&gt;miss chen's tips are not reliable. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dint even touch a single thing on actual/fake/real/false suicide or media relations.&lt;br /&gt;UCCD test tml.&lt;br /&gt;there's darn lots of things to memorize and&lt;br /&gt;it is draining all my energy away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. back to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sentosa called me today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-602994645967347009?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/602994645967347009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=602994645967347009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/602994645967347009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/602994645967347009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahahahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1562230348397907747</id><published>2008-01-14T08:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T08:36:18.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>after the fire&lt;br /&gt;1. investigate on the cause and extent of damage done&lt;br /&gt;2. prepare a fire report incorporating the investigation results for the GM&lt;br /&gt;3. submit an insurance claim&lt;br /&gt;4. repair all damages and restore all fire and safety equipmens and system&lt;br /&gt;5. make press release to explain about the fire and reassurance of safety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;what a good way to start off my morning post with.&lt;br /&gt;had coffee and toast bread for breakfast. (:&lt;br /&gt;HS test later at 12.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to all my classmates out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GENTING trip this weekend with my grandma! &lt;3 she has been wanting to go genting with us since last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- mug hard. play hard.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1562230348397907747?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1562230348397907747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1562230348397907747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1562230348397907747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4ox6HWV76I/AAAAAAAAAp0/Rlq0vMddkNI/s320/2114115303_7cc1e96ef1_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;i just wanna lie down on the field, look up at the lovely blue sky&lt;br /&gt;and watch the world goes by.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;studying out today was rather productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope those stuffs stay in my bird brain till tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;time is passing too fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i went out to STUDY okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not dating or doing anything that's illegal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the freaking door slammed by itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dint slam it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why would i slammed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and please, please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for once, can you just listen to my explanations &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;before you start shouting and roaring at me or malign me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;r even say bad things about aunt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;every family has their own problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's one of those times again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2254700850788427036?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2254700850788427036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2254700850788427036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2254700850788427036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2254700850788427036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-went-out-to-study-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4ox6HWV76I/AAAAAAAAAp0/Rlq0vMddkNI/s72-c/2114115303_7cc1e96ef1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8825361180680223598</id><published>2008-01-12T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T02:27:49.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a great way to end off our last day of school. :D&lt;br /&gt;self-dismissed from school at 12pm. damn shiok. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;walked around the convention center, faking to be secondary school students and we've succeeded.&lt;br /&gt;guess we still look as young as before.&lt;br /&gt;went to have lunch at Hard Rock's cafe.&lt;br /&gt;food is good. price is cheap. there's free flow of drinks.&lt;br /&gt;after that, went off to meet yujia to do some shopping and some catching up.&lt;br /&gt;had a really nice time shopping with her. =)&lt;br /&gt;during evening, we went to some restaurant near katong for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;the food there was even NICER and the price was even CHEAPER.&lt;br /&gt;one main dish + 2 side dish for only $7 plus!!!&lt;br /&gt;what a great life we are having - eating and slacking all day long.&lt;br /&gt;chilled around for a while before leaving for home at near 11pm&lt;br /&gt;and dad threatens to lock me out of the door. lollol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, i saw this bloody and freaking uncle,&lt;br /&gt;lying down at the public tent, with his fucking underwear and pants DOWN!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD. at that point of time, i've got the shock of my life.&lt;br /&gt;what a grossly and scary sight.&lt;br /&gt;and no, your must be thinking that i must have seen something that i am not supposed to see.&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO, I DINT SEE ANYTHING. I RUN ALSO NO TIME ALR.&lt;br /&gt;still go and notice meh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;damn disgusted by the scene i saw.&lt;br /&gt;to make things worst, when i approached the second public tent, i saw two banglas.&lt;br /&gt;and i practically ran home already la.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;serves me right for coming home late - get to see uncle suntanning under the moonlight, naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sitting under the starry starry night, sipping on a cup of red wine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8825361180680223598?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8825361180680223598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8825361180680223598' 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madly.&lt;br /&gt;i think i was too excited already.&lt;br /&gt;yanni looked over my side a few times and i thought why she is not starting on her test yet.&lt;br /&gt;and to my horror, OOOOPS. =)&lt;br /&gt;no wonder yanni was not writing.&lt;br /&gt;i completely forgot that we are not supposed to write anything yet.&lt;br /&gt;thank god the teacher never see or else i sure be dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;tml will be the last day of school already, followed by a couple of exams.&lt;br /&gt;and after that, we wont be seeing much of each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;promise me, we must try to meet up and catch up with each other okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4D3N macau trip confirmed&lt;br /&gt;and maybe even 2D1N in hongkong!&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life isnt all about studying.&lt;br /&gt;it's about how fulfilling you live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i know i've tried my best,&lt;br /&gt;the end results dont really matter.&lt;br /&gt;what matters most is the mistakes that i've made and learnt to correct on the way and those countless experiences that i had.&lt;br /&gt;though the results might be disappointing and not what i've expected,&lt;br /&gt;it will still be fine.&lt;br /&gt;but, not for the case if i did not even attempt to study.&lt;br /&gt;i would probably hate myself forever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- every little thing that occurred to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2917467121005444695?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2917467121005444695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2917467121005444695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2917467121005444695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2917467121005444695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/when-teacher-announced-that-we-may.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1911735316868096923</id><published>2008-01-10T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T07:29:24.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 7.10am in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;the morning started out great by burying my head into my SQ notes.&lt;br /&gt;(sense the sarcasm?)&lt;br /&gt;and halfway through, i gave up.&lt;br /&gt;i dont really give a damn about SQ anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i rather study UCCD, HS, GBE and GOM than SQ.&lt;br /&gt;if i fail, i deserve it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i notice i blogged a lot in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;i am at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;i think my life's pretty screwed up right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cant wait for everything to be over&lt;br /&gt;and put an end to this chapter of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so screwed for my online idioms gems test.&lt;br /&gt;i was attempting the test and halfway through question 4 or 5,&lt;br /&gt;my internet screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;and i was forced to press either "F5" or "Back".&lt;br /&gt;and that's it.&lt;br /&gt;i submitted my incomplete test.&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;br /&gt;5 questions out of 50 questions attempted.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;god bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i agree.&lt;br /&gt;for effective communication, the other party must show positival verbal or non-verbal cues. lol.&lt;br /&gt;it goes the same for presentations.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thank jacelyn, vanessa, rachael and others too.&lt;br /&gt;when i was presenting, they were there on the floor - constantly nodding their heads which actually gave me some confidence and jacelyn and van even signalled me to slow down when i was speeding like a bullet train.&lt;br /&gt;but i will not give up the idea of sending rachael and jacelyn to shengzhen.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. shall end here.&lt;br /&gt;update again when i come back from school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1911735316868096923?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-783625395183750437</id><published>2008-01-09T13:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T13:10:44.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;just a simple lunch &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it does wonders. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-783625395183750437?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/783625395183750437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=783625395183750437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/783625395183750437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/783625395183750437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-simple-lunch-and-it-does-wonders.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2930312170814388780</id><published>2008-01-09T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T07:42:43.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;some overdue photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250335222263634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF4HWV71I/AAAAAAAAApM/oL79uzXQkZs/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153252521360617362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QH3XWV75I/AAAAAAAAAps/NLcyd_Mo9TM/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt; HAHAHAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;our version of choking on our tongues. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250322337361730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF3XWV70I/AAAAAAAAApE/t_M2DJH3k-0/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF43WV72I/AAAAAAAAApU/rvuh0VpeXpA/s1600-h/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250348107165538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF43WV72I/AAAAAAAAApU/rvuh0VpeXpA/s320/039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250360992067442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF5nWV73I/AAAAAAAAApc/KUtCo4ornck/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HAHAHAHAHA. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;classic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i see once, i laugh once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF53WV74I/AAAAAAAAApk/8aAIzgZQ0Is/s1600-h/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153250365287034754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF53WV74I/AAAAAAAAApk/8aAIzgZQ0Is/s320/052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;siqi's sunshine smile :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;every picture tells a story.&lt;br /&gt;what's yours?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2930312170814388780?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2930312170814388780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2930312170814388780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2930312170814388780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2930312170814388780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/some-overdue-photos-hahahah.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4QF4HWV71I/AAAAAAAAApM/oL79uzXQkZs/s72-c/011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5540705829246443487</id><published>2008-01-09T06:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T06:24:51.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i shouldnt be worrying nor getting upset over a small little thing like that.&lt;br /&gt;life is short.&lt;br /&gt;too short for us to be worrying about things that we shouldnt be even thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cherish the days.&lt;br /&gt;cherish every of your loved ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5540705829246443487?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5540705829246443487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5540705829246443487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5540705829246443487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5540705829246443487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-shouldnt-be-worrying-nor-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-1878282998712079374</id><published>2008-01-09T04:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T05:36:54.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am not going for SQ later.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;slept at 8.30pm yesterday and woke at 4 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;haven touch my bloody SQ.&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-1878282998712079374?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/1878282998712079374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=1878282998712079374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1878282998712079374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/1878282998712079374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-reap-what-you-sow.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6234107689980924537</id><published>2008-01-08T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T19:14:52.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANK YOU AND MANY HUGS TO MEIJUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was our last presentation!!&lt;br /&gt;i hope my classmates enjoyed the 1hr tour.&lt;br /&gt;thank god that the sky stopped raining minutes before the start of our tour.&lt;br /&gt;otherwise, we will have to postpone our tour and there goes my freedom. haha.&lt;br /&gt;however, chihwee asked MJ and me some questions and we were caught off guard. sad.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i still love CHINATOWN. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i now declare that i am an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;i just cant seem to get my mind focus on SQ.&lt;br /&gt;the module is too simple and too logical that it doesnt make any sense why i am memorizing those stuffs for the test.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, there are altogether 12 chapters to study and the notes are bloody thick.&lt;br /&gt;hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, THANK YOU AND NO HUGS TO JACELYN TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i wonder what will happen... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6234107689980924537?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6234107689980924537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6234107689980924537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6234107689980924537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6234107689980924537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/thank-you-and-many-hugs-to-meijun-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-332934367144023957</id><published>2008-01-07T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T17:48:24.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4Hz0HWV7vI/AAAAAAAAAog/CW62rHbF9Kc/s1600-h/149501781_b73b96507b_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152667525340065522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4Hz0HWV7vI/AAAAAAAAAog/CW62rHbF9Kc/s320/149501781_b73b96507b_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this is macau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;in a month's time, i will be there. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152668663506398978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4H02XWV7wI/AAAAAAAAAoo/UI7ihWyrmnc/s320/254802814_cf6de08d5e_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHINATOWN walking tour tml.&lt;br /&gt;the last presentation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-332934367144023957?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/332934367144023957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=332934367144023957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/332934367144023957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/332934367144023957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-is-macau.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R4Hz0HWV7vI/AAAAAAAAAog/CW62rHbF9Kc/s72-c/149501781_b73b96507b_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-838587395346866767</id><published>2008-01-05T17:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:56:34.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. this a post which is supposed to be in the 31/12/07 entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life was pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;travelled overseas twice.&lt;br /&gt;got closer with my classmates.&lt;br /&gt;learnt a whole lots more stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;nothing really interesting.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh.&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt to drink!&lt;br /&gt;yea. that pretty sums up my life for 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope life continues to be as good.&lt;br /&gt;hope my results will improve.&lt;br /&gt;hope my internship will be fun and smooth-sailing.&lt;br /&gt;hope i can travel overseas again.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go cameron highlands, thailand, japan, australia, korea, los angeles, italy, paris, rome, aiya.&lt;br /&gt;getting further and more impossible already.&lt;br /&gt;hope that all my loved ones are happy and healthy.&lt;br /&gt;hope money will drop from the sky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-838587395346866767?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/838587395346866767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=838587395346866767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/838587395346866767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/838587395346866767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8206023665896368056</id><published>2008-01-05T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T17:42:22.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>both groups did pretty great for their walking tours today.&lt;br /&gt;little india had lots of food tasting - some were nice and some were pretty unique. haha.&lt;br /&gt;redhill was a walk through history.&lt;br /&gt;the souvenir that they gave at the end of the tour caught me by surprise.&lt;br /&gt;aww. a picture of our class taken just an hour ago, at the beginning of their trip.&lt;br /&gt;so nice of them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how our little walk through chinatown will be like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tiong bahru plaza for our short lunch after the tours.&lt;br /&gt;was exhausted and pretty dehydrated.&lt;br /&gt;did a few minutes of quick shopping&lt;br /&gt;and the four of us managed to grab some really cheap and pretty tops at littlematchgirl.&lt;br /&gt;lol. damn happy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall end off with the class photo given by the redhill group.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151923366421458658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R39PAXWV7uI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FAZ67KYIjbo/s320/scan0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- all good things come to an end.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8206023665896368056?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8206023665896368056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8206023665896368056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8206023665896368056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8206023665896368056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/both-groups-did-pretty-great-for-their.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R39PAXWV7uI/AAAAAAAAAoY/FAZ67KYIjbo/s72-c/scan0004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4893031688248507295</id><published>2008-01-05T02:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T02:41:21.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was the first time i actually listened to my chinese idioms gems. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dint fall asleep nor listen to ipod nor stone okay.&lt;br /&gt;YAY! finally, no more gems classes for the rest of my life!!!&lt;br /&gt;except for two gems tests which will be held together with SQ test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's fun to relax once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;no use studying and studying&lt;br /&gt;and forgetting how to play.&lt;br /&gt;liquid kitchen was relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the internship really came at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;5 months break from school and out working in the society, just like every working adults.&lt;br /&gt;doesnt sound fun but it indeed spells a whole new learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go to macau and hongkong?&lt;br /&gt;a rough estimated amount to be spent in macau = $800.&lt;br /&gt;and if i go, i will have to pay the whole sum myself.&lt;br /&gt;seriously cant bear with it.&lt;br /&gt;but the trip will really be an eye-opener&lt;br /&gt;and besides $800 for 4 wonderful days in macau, it's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;still, $800 is a large sum for me la.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPERA test today was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;my shared reservation was disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;i think i created multiple shared reservations and cancelled a lot of other reservations.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two walking tours tml - little india and redhill.&lt;br /&gt;little india at 10.30am and redhill at 1pm.&lt;br /&gt;chinatown rehearsal on sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. it's 2.38am right now.&lt;br /&gt;time to go and have a long nap.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-rice with superb and heavenly spicy sauces.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4893031688248507295?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4893031688248507295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4893031688248507295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4893031688248507295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4893031688248507295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/today-was-first-time-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4816026018559199887</id><published>2008-01-04T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T01:18:11.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was looking through my archives just now and a lot of thoughts ran through my mind. seriously, time really flies like nothing. from the class chalet we once had during september to the never ending projects in december to now, our end of year exams and off we shall all go, to the different companies and countries. i wonder if we will still keep in contact..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am actually looking forward to internship. at least it gives me a break from all those projects and reports and presentations that have been going on since year 1. it's time for something new - to learn new skills and meet new people. but, still, none of my companies have called me yet. damn. where's my beloved jetstar and sentosa? and where's tour connection. there's hardly any news about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. back to opera. still haven study a single thing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- how come i dont feel like an eighteen year old kid at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4816026018559199887?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4816026018559199887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4816026018559199887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4816026018559199887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4816026018559199887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-looking-through-my-archives-just.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7077938488844467003</id><published>2008-01-03T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T00:51:40.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alien vs predator 2 was nice, but a bit too short i feel.&lt;br /&gt;caught it with yujia after going for the walking tour at botanical garden.&lt;br /&gt;she is finally back from hokkaido.&lt;br /&gt;that lucky girl, went off for a 7-day trip&lt;br /&gt;and spent a white and wonderful christmas in japan.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go japan again!&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she bought back some chocolates for me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks many! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. the walking tour at botanical gardens was interesting as well.&lt;br /&gt;just that the weather was bloody hot.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151292096423259842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R30Q3nWV7sI/AAAAAAAAAoI/a7Xce5hdBuI/s320/DSC01260.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;chihwee, looking super happy, and his beloved students. right, meijun. LOL.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151291301854310066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R30QJXWV7rI/AAAAAAAAAoA/9Nv_yrzZV5A/s320/DSC01266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;huat arh. elisha's blocked. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;did our GOM presentation today.&lt;br /&gt;i guess our class's presentation styles have been brought to another level - from simple powerpoint slides to videos to skits to singing songs to now risking our bloody lives to decorate the lights and hanging backdrops. the preparations beforehand was hell lots of fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;think i was a bit too fast for my part.&lt;br /&gt;still pretty nervous.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's ronald,&lt;br /&gt;or maybe it's my stage fright acting up again.&lt;br /&gt;when will i ever conquer this fear of mine??&lt;br /&gt;but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;at least the overall presentation went rather smoothly,&lt;br /&gt;except for the technical breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit.&lt;br /&gt;opera test tml and i have not really practiced anything.&lt;br /&gt;god bless me.&lt;br /&gt;gonna go bathe now alr. haha.&lt;br /&gt;later become koh chao seng.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh yah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and goodbye, 2007.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7077938488844467003?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7077938488844467003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7077938488844467003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7077938488844467003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7077938488844467003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2008/01/alien-vs-predator-2-was-nice-but-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R30Q3nWV7sI/AAAAAAAAAoI/a7Xce5hdBuI/s72-c/DSC01260.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4661330401800588833</id><published>2007-12-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T19:45:54.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>first two weeks of year 2008&lt;br /&gt;thursday: GOM presentation&lt;br /&gt;friday: deadline for gems assignment&lt;br /&gt;monday: gems test&lt;br /&gt;thursday: SQ test&lt;br /&gt;saturday: TTP walking tour&lt;br /&gt;monday: HS test&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: UCCD test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on. buck up.&lt;br /&gt;stop dreaming and stoning and start focusing!&lt;br /&gt;i am looking forward to the one month break after exams already.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4661330401800588833?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4661330401800588833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4661330401800588833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4661330401800588833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4661330401800588833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/first-two-weeks-of-year-2008-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4176945228550496342</id><published>2007-12-29T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:38:48.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>skiving, again. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received 2 super horrible news today that really shocked me&lt;br /&gt;1) there is a HS written test.&lt;br /&gt;2) my gems test is on the second week of school, and not fourth week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. i still haven start studying for anything yet. i swear i will do my best for this time round. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some random photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072320056825442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Ut_n_IlmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sfFf7V_Ksgo/s320/DSC00458.JPG" border="0" /&gt;FRIDAY: the last day of school when all hell break loose and only 9 people turned up for TTP lecture. all of them, looking so happy and eager for the lesson to end. lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072332941727362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UuAX_IloI/AAAAAAAAAnY/AtiRDLDxeM0/s320/DSC00466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my dad had to use a trolley to push my sec 4 stuffs and send them to the incineration plant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072328646760050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UuAH_IlnI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/g3Imjd6Jg5Y/s320/DSC00559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PUSH POP! old school candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the used-to-be famous and must have for every kid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haha. i thought i would never be able to see it again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really miss childhood days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIARONG!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149073591367145138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UvJn_IlrI/AAAAAAAAAnw/j80QqP6FZIc/s320/DSC01226.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149073587072177826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UvJX_IlqI/AAAAAAAAAno/7hr1N0474Jw/s320/DSC01215.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lastly, some of the blessings that i brought home on Christmas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149072315761858130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Ut_X_IllI/AAAAAAAAAnA/stJEBp37I2E/s320/DSC00582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i was quite surprised that my mom got us christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UnmX_IlgI/AAAAAAAAAmY/EVm9fXFwpyU/s1600-h/DSC00527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149065289195361794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UnmX_IlgI/AAAAAAAAAmY/EVm9fXFwpyU/s320/DSC00527.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; damn delicious cookies from my aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Unmn_IlhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/aa5WPp4o6Dg/s1600-h/DSC00567.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149065293490329106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Unmn_IlhI/AAAAAAAAAmg/aa5WPp4o6Dg/s320/DSC00567.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the first christmas exchange present that i got - from siqi. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UnnH_IliI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CpNkSYxqaAw/s1600-h/DSC00572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149065302080263714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3UnnH_IliI/AAAAAAAAAmo/CpNkSYxqaAw/s320/DSC00572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the kailin-ish christmas present.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Unnn_IljI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TqBuXYom6iM/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149065310670198322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Unnn_IljI/AAAAAAAAAmw/TqBuXYom6iM/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a very pretty notebook from my friends. haha. thanks!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright. back to work! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;- sometimes things just dont turn out the way you want them to.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Unn3_IlkI/AAAAAAAAAm4/7tf7Cit8z90/s1600-h/DSC00583.JPG"&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/11247282-4176945228550496342?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4176945228550496342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4176945228550496342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4176945228550496342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4176945228550496342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/skiving-again.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R3Ut_n_IlmI/AAAAAAAAAnI/sfFf7V_Ksgo/s72-c/DSC00458.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8989773109801177006</id><published>2007-12-26T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T01:33:13.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the greetings. sorry that i dint reply your greetings as i was fast asleep. hahaha. wooo. it's been a long time since i updated. i was "disconnected" from the world for a few days. i was staying at my grandma house and i had no access to internet. guess it was sort of a retreat for me - sleep, watch tv, eat and play all day long. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to celebrate jiarong's birthday today at Minds Cafe. the place was great. the people who went were even greater. presents were exchanged. hearts were touched as friends present each other with gifts. screams of delight and surprise could be heard. hearty laughters came non-stop from the people around me. it was simply a great and blessful night. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to start mugging and start on my project stuffs starting from tonight already. no more playing. too much playing makes kailin a lazy girl. haha. will upload the pictures tml. there's something wrong with the bluetooth device right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. shall end off here. feeling kinda blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- when it's time to.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8989773109801177006?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8989773109801177006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8989773109801177006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8989773109801177006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8989773109801177006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-people-thanks-for.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-6013691666616496078</id><published>2007-12-20T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T02:37:29.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;met up with&lt;strong&gt; yujia&lt;/strong&gt; in the late evening to catch "The Warlords" at cineleisure. the show would be fantastic to you if you are those who love gruesome and bloody scenes. haha. heads rolling off from the bodies, blood splattering all over the place, detached body parts lying all around the floor. NICE. HAHAHA. but the show is okay. and i dint sleep hor, rachael. lol. &lt;/p&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;&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;p&gt;i think i am damn greedy. there's tons of movies and dramas i wanna watch and catch up. but i can feel the stress building up in me already. TTP + GOM + HS test + SQ test + UCCD test. =/. hai. but i still wanna watch Chipmunks, Enchanted, National Treasure 2 and Heroes 2. lol. caught the show Bridge to Terabithia two days ago. the story plot is damn cruel. it made the girl died la. walao. but was quite touched by what the dad said to the boy and how the boy managed to keep Terabithia alive. nice show.&lt;/p&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;&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;p&gt;oh yah. submitted the cover letter and resumes on monday to chihwee already. now i am just waiting and hoping that either Jetstar or Sentosa would call me. i dont want to work in Tours Connection lah. i dont want to be tied down in an office right now.. Sentosa looks better. you get to work and try out more jobs in a sun-sand-sea environment leh, plus an attractive pay. wooo. of course it looks better. &lt;/p&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;&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;p&gt;hmm. it seems like time has flew by pretty fast again. another one more month and we would be all going our separate ways. some to USA. some to travel agencies. some to hotels. some to attractions. some to airlines. after working for 5 months plus and poop, we will all be seeing one another back in school once more. i bet the 5 months will pass by damn quickly again, like how this year did. roar. i dont wanna grow up and start working in the society. i dont want to carry all those responsibilities. i dont wanna grow old.. &lt;/p&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;&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;p&gt;anyway, i wanna say a big THANK YOU to all my friends. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there to make silly jokes and laugh with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there when i need a listening ear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there to comfort me when you can sense that i are feeling down or sad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there brighten up my gloomy days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there to hear me whine and complain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for being there to bring me a smile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it is really surprising and nice and touching to know that your friend has got something ready to give you, when you were just about to give her something too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank you, friends. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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;&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;em&gt;&lt;p&gt;walking and feeling the wind blowing gently on your face ; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-6013691666616496078?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/6013691666616496078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=6013691666616496078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6013691666616496078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/6013691666616496078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-cruel-and-selfish-world.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-9053100441219929445</id><published>2007-12-16T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T13:46:43.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>everytime when it's near Christmas, i will miss the times i had at swiss winds. the christmas songs that we've played and the many local performances that we went to. it's memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i have been sleeping non-stop these two days. yesterday i slept at 7pm without even having my dinner and woke up at only 9am this morning. :D going over to my grandma house later. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your hols and early merry CHRISTMAS!! HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;a friend once told me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nobody is born perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you can choose to accept this or be unhappy about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's not how people look at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it's about how you look at yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;be confident of yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;be confident of who you are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;would you rather live your life, hiding and demoralizing away?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;or would you rather live your life to the fullest,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and not have any regrets later on? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;remember this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;we only get to live once. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-9053100441219929445?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9053100441219929445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=9053100441219929445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/9053100441219929445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/9053100441219929445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/everytime-when-its-near-christmas-i.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-454702468273404805</id><published>2007-12-12T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:25:59.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074993701298482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_fdSTCoTI/AAAAAAAAAl4/giRlZdKP1Qw/s320/DSC00325.JPG" border="0" /&gt;i was damn relieved when Service Quality was finally over. i think it was generally smooth sailing and clare's group did a really fantastic job in their presentation. i couldnt help it but slept throughout Ronald's lecture and yes, i think he saw it. i am going to be so dead during his tutorial tml. handed in our GOM report and rushed off to help Miss June in the achievement awards thingy. reached home around 6.30pm and rewarded myself with a snickers icecream. LOL. damn nice. i think with projects over, even plain water will also taste damn nice to me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHAHAHAAH. FINALLY I CAN REPORT TO SCHOOL ON A THURSDAY MORNING AT 11AM ALREADY. NO MORE PROJECT MEETINGS. HAHAHAHAHA. NO MORE BRINGING OF LAPTOP TO SCHOOL. NO MORE WAKING UP ABRUPTLY AND FEELING GUILTY. NO MORE DISTURBED DAYS. WOOOO. I CANT WAIT FOR FRIDAY TO COME. =DD&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PAST FEW WEEKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WINE APPRECIATING WORKSHOP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143048648371904562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_HfyTCoDI/AAAAAAAAAj4/v_eKQ0rLwtU/s320/Summary.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GBE PRESENTATION AND STAYOVER&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053866757169250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_MPiTCoGI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/uIjLMj0cKck/s320/DSC00285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WKiTCoLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DTwwn48f6Lk/s1600-h/DSC00284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143064775974101170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WKiTCoLI/AAAAAAAAAk4/DTwwn48f6Lk/s320/DSC00284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143063470304043170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_U-iTCoKI/AAAAAAAAAkw/zQUSYMUHNVo/s320/Picture%2B36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;i think this photo is rather classic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;it was taken in the middle of the night when everybody started to feel dead tired and sleepy. and that's the part where food comes in, adding many colors into our dull life back then.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLCTCoMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/978IHnM0Sno/s1600-h/DSC00309.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143064784564035778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLCTCoMI/AAAAAAAAAlA/978IHnM0Sno/s320/DSC00309.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLSTCoNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NIo1lfZRErg/s1600-h/DSC00311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143064788859003090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLSTCoNI/AAAAAAAAAlI/NIo1lfZRErg/s320/DSC00311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLiTCoOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jAbQy9KxCcE/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143064793153970402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLiTCoOI/AAAAAAAAAlQ/jAbQy9KxCcE/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLyTCoPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/M5fgIBCeMPQ/s1600-h/DSC00310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143064797448937714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_WLyTCoPI/AAAAAAAAAlY/M5fgIBCeMPQ/s320/DSC00310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TTP CA1 AND RANDOM PHOTOS&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143054498117361810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_M0STCoJI/AAAAAAAAAko/axyaYWfqZt4/s320/DSC00139.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143073125390524674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_dwiTCoQI/AAAAAAAAAlg/JT_DAaBIPLs/s320/DSC00140.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074989406331170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_fdCTCoSI/AAAAAAAAAlw/GP4u78bjCTc/s320/aaa.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143054489527427202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_MzyTCoII/AAAAAAAAAkg/C4acsC0TpL8/s320/DSC00301.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the mini christmas muffins that my mom bought&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053858167234626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_MPCTCoEI/AAAAAAAAAkA/f-OIgQQVDG4/s320/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UCCD ultimate guide to doing business in Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_MPSTCoFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yeGLiFhwiLc/s1600-h/DSC00317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053862462201938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_MPSTCoFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/yeGLiFhwiLc/s320/DSC00317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;was disappointed with myself when i forgot my speech. i swore i memorized them already and even rehearsed several times with sukie but guess the effort dint pay off. nvm, jiayou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the combination of black and white that i liked a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143074997996265794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_fdiTCoUI/AAAAAAAAAmA/mY1ovw6zJJo/s320/DSC00360.JPG" border="0" /&gt;okay time for me to head to sleep. shall continue with my GBE report later. WOOOO. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-454702468273404805?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/454702468273404805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=454702468273404805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/454702468273404805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/454702468273404805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-was-damn-relieved-when-service.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R1_fdSTCoTI/AAAAAAAAAl4/giRlZdKP1Qw/s72-c/DSC00325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-9066880595779361158</id><published>2007-12-11T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T03:05:26.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no matter how busy i am, i will still find time to blog. because i feel that blogging helps to relieve my mind temporary and makes me forget all those tiredness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's night was quite fulfilling. think accomplished a lot of stuffs but slept quite late. woke up this morning for gems. aww. i am so going to miss my monday gems. i seriously think the monday gems is much more interesting than my chinese idioms gems on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that if i wanted to stay awake and energetic for as long as possible during the nights, i need someone to talk to me online constantly. luckily yesterday my friends were there to accompany me throughout the lonely night. lol. otherwise i would have fall asleep pretty early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna wish my friends many lucks in solving their problems and may them stay cheerful and have even better days ahead. jiayou! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;humans are complicated animals. it's scary to know that you may think that you are talking to this person, but the thoughts running through that person at that very moment may be totally different. you will never know what they are thinking.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" it will just become another part of my memories. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-9066880595779361158?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/9066880595779361158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=9066880595779361158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/9066880595779361158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/9066880595779361158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/however-busy-i-am-i-still-find-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7238456386793659316</id><published>2007-12-09T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T02:25:17.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are in trouble, will anyone sacrifice their time to help you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you are down, will anyone be there to cheer you up and give you a pat on the shoulder,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;telling you that everything's gonna be alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you feel like all hope is lost, will anyone be there to tell you that there is always someone out there supporting you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you need someone to rant to, will anyone be there to lend you his/her ears?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GBE presentation went quite smoothly. UCCD presentation was not up to my expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt kind of disappointed when i blanked out and forgot my script on friday during UCCD presentation. i practiced several times beforehand and i could remember everything. but i have no idea why i screwed up during that presentation. felt so hopeless and useless. hai. what else can i do? marks have been given and everything has been finalized. i will just have to work hard for the next presentation right. no use ranting and grumbling over here. it wont change anything. later on during that day, i even told my groupmates that references need not be print out, which is actually false. i almost killed my group mates with my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOM stayover at rach's house on friday night was fun, to me. at least i get to laugh and joke for awhile. fell asleep during 3 plus while i was halfway through helping elisha with his financial stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping nowadays is seriously so sinful. on thursday night, i accidentally fell asleep and when i woke up on friday, i felt so sinful and bad. even though it was only a 3-hour sleep, i felt super guilty because i dint finish my project stuffs. horrifying to know that even sleeping has evolved to become a burden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered Mac for breakfast. that deliveryman left my coffee in the middle of the highway la. i ordered the sausage mcmuffin set but there was no coffee. after the satisfying and delicious dinner, leann and me cabbed down to Yinzi's house. we fell asleep on her bed once we reached there. slept for an hour plus before starting on our SQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roar. it's been ages since i last sleep peacefully. things to complete for tonight: ISB gems research, GOM project, GBE project, SQ project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we are not in the tourism and resort management course. we are in the design cum filmmaking cum drama cum supermen and superwomen course. they are training us how to be super people instead of people working in the tourism line. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's hard to pretend that nothing has happened&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7238456386793659316?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7238456386793659316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7238456386793659316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7238456386793659316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7238456386793659316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-you-are-in-trouble-will-anyone.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-482671644137506107</id><published>2007-12-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T23:06:06.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today: TTP + UCCD meeting&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow: GBE meeting&lt;br /&gt;monday: GBE presentation + UCCD meeting after school&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: UCCD MEETING&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: UCCD MEETING + PROFESSIONAL TALK AFTER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY: SQ MEETING IN THE MORNING, UCCD MEETING DURING BREAK, GOM MEETING AFTER SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY: UCCD REPORT + GOM STAYOVER&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY: SQ MEETING&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY: CANT MEET FOR SQ.&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY: ?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY: JUNELIN REHEARSAL&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY: JUNELIN EVENT + SQ PRESENTATION + GOM REPORT&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY: !?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY: GBE REPORT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG. SORRY. VERY JI DONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cool down, get your facts right and think.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-482671644137506107?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/482671644137506107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=482671644137506107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/482671644137506107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/482671644137506107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5360100764600255516</id><published>2007-12-01T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:22:22.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am coming here to take a short break before i begin the night ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life currently revolves around projects.&lt;br /&gt;project meetings are a daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;i got phobia opening my hotmail inbox.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;i really did wanted to go for the class chalet,&lt;br /&gt;but i really had no time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong. chiong. chiong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saturday: TTP + UCCD&lt;br /&gt;sunday: GBE + UCCD&lt;br /&gt;monday: GBE presentation&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: UCCD&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: UCCD&lt;br /&gt;thursday: GOM&lt;br /&gt;friday: UCCD presentation + GOM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yujia, thanks for the company today. really really really really appreciated it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;songs are my only company.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5360100764600255516?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5360100764600255516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5360100764600255516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5360100764600255516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5360100764600255516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-am-coming-here-to-take-short-break.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-4953301429874792307</id><published>2007-11-26T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T18:44:33.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*(#@#@#*&amp;amp;#(*@#&amp;amp;^&amp;amp;())_&amp;amp;^#@#@()@#@!*^&amp;amp;@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week's crazy schedule&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: HS presentation + GBE project overnight&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: formal day + UCCD project after school + dinner with old friends?&lt;br /&gt;thursday: formal day + GOM project&lt;br /&gt;friday: GBE project&lt;br /&gt;saturday/sunday: UCCD project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my god my god. i can feel the stress piling up already.&lt;br /&gt;no, i must welcome this challenge with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;i must stay cheerful and happy.&lt;br /&gt;i will get past this.&lt;br /&gt;i must stock up my sour plum supplies. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;haiz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything will be alright, wouldnt it?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-4953301429874792307?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/4953301429874792307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=4953301429874792307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4953301429874792307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/4953301429874792307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/this-weeks-crazy-schedule-tuesday-hs.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-8372944748056925182</id><published>2007-11-25T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T01:28:30.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE WONDERFUL WINE APPRECIATION WORKSHOP&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heQ1n30VI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PwVrduUoS8U/s1600-h/DSC00670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136459018381283666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heQ1n30VI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PwVrduUoS8U/s320/DSC00670.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; a white among the reds. hahahaha. jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136459022676250978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heRFn30WI/AAAAAAAAAjg/Z12_57XIGK0/s320/DSC00661.jpg" border="0" /&gt;nice class photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heRVn30XI/AAAAAAAAAjo/LgHPbstYCi8/s1600-h/DSC00673.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136459026971218290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heRVn30XI/AAAAAAAAAjo/LgHPbstYCi8/s320/DSC00673.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; can you spot the guan gongs? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heRVn30YI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XWp3zDc9MqA/s1600-h/DSC00659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136459026971218306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heRVn30YI/AAAAAAAAAjw/XWp3zDc9MqA/s320/DSC00659.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and lastly, why is mr congrad standing so far?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just shut up and get lost.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-8372944748056925182?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/8372944748056925182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=8372944748056925182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8372944748056925182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/8372944748056925182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/wonderful-wine-appreciation-workshop.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/R0heQ1n30VI/AAAAAAAAAjY/PwVrduUoS8U/s72-c/DSC00670.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-7760106972207142585</id><published>2007-11-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T12:09:46.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;cheer up and hang on, my friend. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-7760106972207142585?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/7760106972207142585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=7760106972207142585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7760106972207142585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/7760106972207142585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/cheer-up-and-hang-on-my-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-2045520595768821086</id><published>2007-11-22T03:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T03:27:29.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we had wine appreciation workshop today after school and it was damn damn fun. besides learning and getting to taste the different types of wines, we even get to high together as a wine appreciation workshop turns students into drunkards. hahahaha. shall post the pictures after i get them from rachael.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, the 3 of us, having a splitting headache, made our way to the main library. even a normal trip to the main library can be that interesting. MJ was super quiet and rachael was super noisy. hahahahaha. i am super angelic. okay. kidding. so after we reached there, walked up walked down the library abit and went home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Lot 1 to meet up with yujia and tingting. my god. their As are finally over! and they are like super free lah, while i am here slogging away with projects. how can this be?!?! caught up with them a bit and after 2 hours, we left as i couldnt stay out too late. sorry guys. meet up again soon okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, two presentations down - TTP yesterday and SQ today. screwed up a bit on SQ as my speech didnt tally with my slides. nevermind, shall just treat it as a lesson learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gonna go continue with my GOM project already. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the person that may appear jovial to you like just any other ordinary day, but is that really what the person is feeling....?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-2045520595768821086?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/2045520595768821086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=2045520595768821086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2045520595768821086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/2045520595768821086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/we-had-wine-appreciation-workshop-today.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5634454839708529172</id><published>2007-11-18T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T03:24:06.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wooo. i am so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml i will be going to malaysia for 1 day with my family and grandparents for temple visits. it's good in the way that at least it helps me to temporarily escape from all these overpiling projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i come back, i will be dead meat already.&lt;br /&gt;tml will be a long day and i bet tml night aint any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised something yesterday. sleeping, which was supposed to be very enjoyable, has now become a crime for me. last night, i went to sleep at 10pm and i only woke up at 6 plus this morning. and the worst thing is, when i woke up, i immediately felt so sinful. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never did any projects and i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;i never complete anything and i went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;and i slept for so long.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my last episode of ghost whisperer!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMG. my ghost whisperer. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. okay. gonna go rest already. needa wake up at 4 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MY GHOST WHISPERER!!!!!!!!!!!! (*&amp;amp;$*(@#&amp;amp;$@*(#$&amp;amp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5634454839708529172?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5634454839708529172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5634454839708529172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5634454839708529172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5634454839708529172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/wooo.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11247282.post-5324453427349696815</id><published>2007-11-15T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T21:41:06.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the results of having not having enough sleep daily. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my face still looked sad even though i was smiling.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxIPln30JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/AxiNANULWVI/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133057107930108050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxIPln30JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/AxiNANULWVI/s320/DSC00651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxHIFn30FI/AAAAAAAAAhY/L8jrYefS4Uk/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133055879569461330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxHIFn30FI/AAAAAAAAAhY/L8jrYefS4Uk/s320/DSC00153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TTP project group. i think kristina got influenced by us already. today she was high for awhile during meeting. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxHJFn30HI/AAAAAAAAAho/Tt113ovrzG0/s1600-h/DSC00651.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxHJln30II/AAAAAAAAAhw/Dfy-Z4-z020/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133055905339265154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxHJln30II/AAAAAAAAAhw/Dfy-Z4-z020/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the work of my dear friend, MJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a lesson learnt today: it wont hurt to just reply a message right.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11247282-5324453427349696815?l=simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/feeds/5324453427349696815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11247282&amp;postID=5324453427349696815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5324453427349696815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11247282/posts/default/5324453427349696815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://simplicity-of-my-life.blogspot.com/2007/11/results-of-having-not-having-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>kaylin.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VSKDZ3lo7bg/RzxIPln30JI/AAAAAAAAAh4/AxiNANULWVI/s72-c/DSC00651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
