<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779</id><updated>2011-04-22T13:12:26.609+08:00</updated><category term='buddhism'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='heartbroken'/><category term='Love'/><category term='family'/><category term='disappointed'/><category term='random'/><category term='Dad'/><category term='missing u'/><category term='shop'/><category term='promise'/><category term='SEP'/><category term='shifting hse'/><category term='veg clan'/><category term='life'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>hm..</title><subtitle type='html'>Indulging in a non-heehee solemn environment..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>464</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1622059145194785915</id><published>2009-01-25T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T22:52:43.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bidding goodbye!</title><content type='html'>I'm moving away from this blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ve been a nice time here... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So see you folks! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1622059145194785915?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1622059145194785915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1622059145194785915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1622059145194785915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1622059145194785915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2009/01/bidding-goodbye.html' title='bidding goodbye!'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1361122496255730637</id><published>2009-01-10T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T02:32:15.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>euro trip was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much happened. but it was fun and worthwhile, nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling made it back in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i'm officially out of my relationship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year, new start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great 2009 ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1361122496255730637?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1361122496255730637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1361122496255730637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1361122496255730637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1361122496255730637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2009/01/euro-trip-was-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1599119156435926826</id><published>2008-12-14T07:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:00:37.216+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm surprised at myself. 'I' was right. You think that everything else back home will be exactly the same until the time u left, but it seems like you have stopped and the world back home has moved on without you.  Or it could be the other way round. Nothing's changed back home, but we're the only ones who have changed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting. Interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much to go through in SEP. It's like life fast forwarded and compacted into this short period of time.It ain't easy at all. At the end of the day, you evaluate, and think if it was really worth it all... I don't know. Maybe. Probably. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling confused, and having really mixed feelings about this SEP and about certain other things... It's so stupid but yet, if things have to happen, they will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope baby's alright... Hope ah 9 will be okay, at least hope that she won't be in pain. Hope baby and his family will take good care of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really wonder what are relationships based on, and how they are sustained. And if proximity is really an issue. But then again, if proximity is an issue, what is love? What kind of relationship is that, actually? Don't think it's just superficiality... I don't know. What makes a relationship work? Is it just the sparks or the 'zoo zoo zaa' feeling u get when u fall in love? Does relationship ends if the sparks die down or when you feel no 'zoo zoo zaa' already? I know this is a random thought but it has always been at the back of my mind. Does every relationship goes through the same phases? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, i just wanna say i love you. and i don't want anything to change between us. That's why i'm afraid. I'm so afraid dear. i am. i need you now. right now... I feel like sh*t now love.. i'm so sorry... I know the love i have for you will never change.. Dear i love u.. i love you i love you i love u... i can't say this enough love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such an idiot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's been so dramatic since we arrived here in Lufbra, it's almost unbelievable. But life will resume to normal when i get home. (: It will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great Britain. I wonder why it is called the 'Great Britain'. Because it is Great??! Hm.. I have many things to say about that man! What is wrong with their dress sense in UK?! It's just... *phoo* I really can't find an apt word to describe it but, hey girls, skimpy isn't nice/sexy/beautiful all the time!! yes, it's the norm, but it's not right! The fashion sense is horrible and it's hard to understand why... Today we saw a girl with back boobs and back cleavage. It's up to your imagination. And what's with all the thick eye makeup! It's alright as long as it's not ridiculously excessive! Look at the ridiculous eye mascara.. and what's with the short flirty skirts and super short shorts and tights/leggings (inclusive of fishnet types?)?? I mean just wear something that can accentuate your figure and what's really acceptable for your body shape... It will make you look so terrible, lah!*shivers down my spine* hurrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's interesting to see like people of all ages hanging out in a pub. And cafes close so early! Cafes are places to hang out! And they chased us out! everywhere! in the dining hall at DC, Elvyn Richards, and then the Coasta Cafe! what?!@$&amp;*^@$ Unbelievable. We talked of buying a house for DC 50 then hiring the chinese lady, who goes 'Excuse me, may i have your trays back please, if you have finished'? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perkele cold. gotta take a shower now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, we had fun laughing/mocking the french actions and the words are so hard to pronounce!!!! lol! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam tmr! gosh!!! it's TMR!!!!!!!! hopefully i don't forget anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you all, &lt;br /&gt;Ling (;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1599119156435926826?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1599119156435926826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1599119156435926826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1599119156435926826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1599119156435926826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-surprised-at-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-507680690315748498</id><published>2008-12-04T12:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:13:21.165+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or what? Feeling insecure all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get back home to help out at my mom's shop. She looks so skinny. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i can't wait to see my baby, offline, soon! just 8 weeks! 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, assignments. Tentatively, i've got 3 left. waiting for one more to come. baaahhh. LY!!!! you can! perservere!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit. set the question so hard, for what!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 4.15am now. gonna take a shower before starting on my readings for prac. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damnit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-507680690315748498?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/507680690315748498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=507680690315748498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/507680690315748498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/507680690315748498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-it-just-me-or-what-feeling-insecure.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2944482147907889237</id><published>2008-12-02T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T12:32:24.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from london!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finally finally. I went to London. 3 days 2 night's just not enough. There's too many things to see and to do in London! Such a vibrant and busy city... Love it. Reminds me of home. The crowd, Double deckers, Tube etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went London with 2 other friends first, in the morning. No seats for us so we stood all the way to London. Didn't feel like it was a long journey though.. It was just an hour and a half's ride and we were happily chatting away till London. Can't believe trains are still so manual in the UK. On some trains, you've gotta pull down the window, put your hand out of the window to reach for the handle outside and open the door to get out!! Strange but funny. Finally got to London!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head off to French Connection Sample Sale. Oh gosh, there was a queue and it was raining! And while waiting to get in, people getting out were lugging huge bags of clothes, as if they were free. I swear, the bags were huge. There was this lady with 3 bags full, crossed the road, threw it all in her car and drove off. Wow. I wish i could do that too. =p My first sample sale!!! Gosh, it was fun shopping in that massive warehouse. I didn't manage to get any guy clothings. Cos not very nice and the sizes are very big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a turtleneck+longsleeve for mom and another for sister. I didn't realise it looks so nice when you put it on! should have bought more! The only thing about this sale was that there was absolutely no trying at all. So you just gotta estimate and buy. I bought a denim mini tube dress for myself for 25pounds. It's a steal cos it's damn cute and damn nice! can't wait to wear it when i'm back home! hee. I've always wanted something like that, so i guess to splurge on that wasn't such a bad choice huh. ;) Then bought something for my niece. Hope she can fit into it. hee. If not.. we'll wait till some other nieces can fit into that. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed off to our hostel to check-in and also to meet Jouni. Damn. Never seen anything more disorganized. First, we realised that it wasn't the Bestplace that we were going to stay and that it was some Hyde Park Inn Hostel near the Baywaters tube. Then finally, after a long queue, we realized that there was going to be a 5% charge if we used our credit cards to pay for everyone. So I and i had to walk down the whole street to find an Abbey to cash out money. Then we got a friend to find the number for the Bestplace hostel so we can call to cancel, but then no, she said she couldn't find the number to call. I hope they don't charge to his card. If they do, we're so going to split the cost. Why were we told that it was at 'bestplace' hostel!? I can't figure it out. Should have checked properly before anything else man. ): Anyway, we got it settled and went to to have pasta at an Italian Restaurant. We didn't eat the whole day and were just happy enough to settle anywhere near. Food was good and i actually ate 1.5 plates of pasta. Cos P couldn't finish hers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to walk along Oxford street/Bond street/Picadilly Circus etc etc. Wow. Amazing.No shopping malls, only those walk in shops and they are MASSIVE. massive massive massive. As if everyone was like a flagship store. And interestingly, the shops along the whole stretch repeats itself several times, so you'll never have to worry if you miss shops. Then we met the rest to have dinner. We had Chinese. Wasn't too bad but not fantastic. I had hot and sour soup cos i was still so full after the pasta. Jouni was so funny. Ordered squid and assorted pig organs. lol. It was really funny. Finnish man really eat everything/every kind of meat. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we hung out at a pub before making our way to the tube. While waiting.. the train was delayed. And eventually cancelled, because of 'man under train'. I figured out it was probably a nice way to say someone died on the tracks. How can any man survive under a train?! Unless it was some action pac movie where they manage to hide in the  gaps and survive. ha. scary. So we gotta make a damn big round to get to where we wanted to go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest went back while the 3 guys and I went around pubs to chill. I didn't drink, but i just wanted to maximize my time here and so have fun with them. (: It was nice. I didn't regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up to check out. Breakfast was hm.. just toast. Couldn't say it was good or bad but oh well, it's just toast. And so we went down to Portobello Market and it was kinda fun! But i didn't have enough time to browse through everything properly but yea, it was quite cool. Markets are everywhere in this country. Then i bought oranges. I thought it was 3 for a pound. And she gave me a bag for a pound. ): I had no shopping bag and just lugged this bag of oranges everywhere. Portobello market was our first stop. damn. Bought cute wallets for my sister and myself. hee. cute. love it. Then we went sight seeing. Saw london eye and Big Ben, and of course River Thames. Didn't have time to cover many other places but i'll be back in dec/jan so i think i'll finish up my sightseeing then. (: There was like public perf + xmas market on the way, it was real cool. So many talented people around, and so eager to show. Love how people just perform in tube stations. THey are damn talented. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Soho and also in the end we decided to catch Jools Holland's gig. It's awesome! Even though I admit to falling asleep at different points of time, it was really good. And we paid some 15.50 quid for it. Cool. Totally worth it, not to mention that Royal Albert Hall has such beautiful theatres. It's so grand and huge. Nice. Went to Leicester Square and then we settled in another Italian Restaurant again. I had onion soup while the rest ate. I was full. But had some of I's pasta. It's amazing how people are so stingy while others are so generous and easy. No offence but that's just a fact. Met Felix in the restaurant too. He thought we were going to hang out some more, but we were really exhausted. So we headed back home. on a 24hr bus. cool! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, settled check out, got back deposits went for breakfast then headed to King's Cross. Train was delayed at some stations and i was almost late for my train. Ran all the way and had only 2 minutes left before train departed. Thank god the doors were still open and i could get in. Peace finally. Got a seat in the quiet cabin and slept all the way to Leicester before taking a 'rail replacement' - Bus back to Loughborough Station, and then back to school. Home sweet home. With my Oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met a South African girl in the hostel. She's so funny. Got her facebook too. (: cool. Love meeting new people. New random nice people. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would say... this London trip really was fun and worth it. And it is also from this trip that we can see the different personalities too. Great experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get back to London. And more sales by then, please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Thai dinner yesterday, at a shop owned by Malaysian. Funny. But he introduced us to a cab driver who apparently doesn't have very high charges. Might go up to Edinburgh if the price is right too. ;) Going to travel everywhere LY. So environmentally unfriendly hurrr. -_-! Tim 'pang-seh-ed' us! So gonna kill him on wed! haha. Just joking. Missed class today. Was too tired. too tired. Was talking and doing random things online in I's room till 7am in the morning can! crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got one more practical down. You can do it LY. just one more prac and 2 more essays for the next Friday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost decided when to get home. Just need confirmation from London Office. They're kinda slow. I hope things speed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way!! Ryan air rocks!! 15pounds for return trip to Paris! wOohOo! ;) going. 2nd jan-7th jan 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2944482147907889237?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2944482147907889237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2944482147907889237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2944482147907889237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2944482147907889237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-from-london-finally-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8564675771664316258</id><published>2008-11-28T04:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:56:13.536+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just know i'm always a step slower than others.. But at least at the end of the day, i get my job done. I guess that's enough for me. (: I'm easily contented. Just wish i can work faster. I'm really not smart. But i'm a hardworker, and i put in my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby never fails to put a smile on my face. Feel really happy to have him with me. Big friendly giant he is. Been smiling to myself because i really feel loved. My silly baby. Was just talking about relationships over dinner today. It suddenly struck me... Can love possibly survive without money when reality seeps in, creeps into your life and overtakes the love between two people...? It really isn't easy is it? Why is money always a problem? If trying to 'find' money is such a problem, why do people even bother to solve this almost impossible problem their whole life? I know we can't live without money.. but neither can we, without love! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, such precious love. We've come this far together. It wasn't easy. And we almost lost each other on the arduous journey. I love him, and i know he loves me too. Trust is our foundation. Communication is a key. All thanks to baby who has been ever patient with me, holding on tight to us, and never letting go no matter how stubborn i was. It took so much courage, patience and of course fate to get to this far. And i wonder. Will we ever have to quarrel over money issues? Will we ever regret? To me, there are no regrets in life. It all depends on one's perspective. Life itself is a challenge. No matter which path you choose to take, you should always be brave about it, and live it to the fullest. And no matter what happens, you should be happy that it happened, and learn from lessons. It's hard but that's life huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family, and so do i love baby and his family. I just hope the day where we can openly date each other will come very soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working on my pracs now. baaah. i hate excel! haha.. feel really stupid with numbers. argh. Why did i even take this module in the first place! It's interesting but not the pracs!!! argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i want my grades for the last pracs!!!!! if i fail, i'll.. i'll be real upset. haha. let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best to the NUS folks back home! See you guys in a couple of wks really! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8564675771664316258?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8564675771664316258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8564675771664316258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8564675771664316258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8564675771664316258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-know-im-always-step-slower-than.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1115168825782928983</id><published>2008-11-27T08:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T08:49:15.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another day without having my meals in dining hall. Just went out for lunch in town again with Tim and Carm this afternoon, sat down at a little cafe and chill. So nice to just relax and do nothing. But i know there's work piling up man. Man, i have to start somehow! i've got 4-1.25pages work to do so i better get started. It's like Arial 12 and 1.5 spacing so hm. that's not really alot huh. Is that good or bad??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to hand up my 50% coursework today and i'm keeping my fingers crossed. Really put in some real effort into it so hopefully we'll see it in the grades man. *fingers crossed* I know i just need to pass.. but i'll really like to see how much i'll be able to do for that paper. Then i went to collect my grades. And it wasn't there! No! i checked 3 cupboards and they weren't there! How can it be man! c'mon.......... hurr. Emailed my lect. hopefully we'll hear something from them soon. I just wanna know my grades man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's pretty warm today.. i think it's been almost 10dg the whole day, calm weather, not much wind and no rain at all. (: great. keep it that way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i say i went to Nottingham Night Market? It's really really cool! It was more like a German one but it's awesome. Even for someone like me who doesn't drink, i drank this warm cherry wine that was absolutely awesome. especially in the cold weather.. So i guess it sorta justify my act of drinking but i got this really pretty cup too. (: I tried this Mushrooms with garlic sauce on top of it and potatoes. Boy, it was the best, and i mean seriously the BEST EVER!! I was really thrilled and so touched to taste something so awesome! That chef probably thought i was crazy cos i was smiling, dancing and hopping around with my food, right in the middle of the streets. But he's real nice, he got me to try this picked 'cucumber' thing to go with potatoes and it was awesome as well! Even said bye to me. ;) love that. When i go Germany, i'm so gonna find this again!! If only i can do a takeaway!!!! Bought a shirt for my bro. hope it fits. it's from zara! and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a superb weekend. Went on a road trip for 2 days. It was awesome. I did mountain climbing, with no proper gear/equipment, almost fell to my death and yea, it was awesome. View was great, and i finally felt SNOW!!! Just a little bit but that's my first experience with snow in the mountains!!! It was beautiful. Photos are up on facebook already.. Will do it soon on photobucket. I had like some 743 photos/videos for these 2 days. The view was just so pretty, you couldn't resist taking more pictures of it. I love it. I'm not sure if i'll ever be there again, but it's really a very gd place to go to. Snowdonia and Peak District.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling Ling is officially broke. B-R-O-K-E. Just charged some 200+ Euros to my credit card, cos if i charge them to my debit card here they'll charge extra, i'd rather pay by credit card then. And i'm so so so so freakin' broke. Phew. Now i can't wait to get employed and start paying back all that i've got from my mom and my sis. I feel so bad i'm the only one enjoying while they're back home.. ): Trip's almost settled.. More or less. So it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;December&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14-17th - Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;17th to 22nd - Copenhagen&lt;br /&gt;22nd to 24th - Stuttgart&lt;br /&gt;24th to 26th - Venice (xmas here!)&lt;br /&gt;26th - 28th - Rome&lt;br /&gt;28th - Back in East Midlands (Loughborough) then back to London&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;4th to 6th - Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. But i'm so gonna die. budget budget. sucks. ): But i really want to travel............. But that's just gonna be it for this trip i guess. It's enough. (: I'm overspending. And i'm still going london next wk. Damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*worried*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll talk to sis tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna shower now.. it's past midnight here. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya folks! Kinda miss everything back home sometimes! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1115168825782928983?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1115168825782928983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1115168825782928983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1115168825782928983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1115168825782928983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/11/yet-another-day-without-having-my-meals.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4019128913007734840</id><published>2008-11-20T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T14:07:57.296+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have irregular sleeping times even in UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just woke up and it was like 1.30pm. Missed lunch as usual, but whatever, i'm not so keen on eating these days cos i can see that bulge on my tummy growing every single day. having some soup for now. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm it's wk 8 now and almost wk 9. Thinking back, time really flies. I was just moaning and whining about how long i'll have to be here, not that i don't enjoy it, but nothing beats home, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i like about being here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To be able to have my own life here, and to plan and be responsible for myself&lt;br /&gt;-To be able to understand yourself better&lt;br /&gt;-To be able to walk along the streets, sit down in some random cafe, have a pot of tea, or a cup of hot choc in peace&lt;br /&gt;-To be able to enjoy time with myself better&lt;br /&gt;-It seems like a good way to start before i go into the working force&lt;br /&gt;-Love my hall, and all the exchange students and other residents for being so nice and fun and spontaneous&lt;br /&gt;-Love the culture of saying thanks and being polite and respectful for one another &lt;br /&gt;- Planning for my trips! It's damn fun, i'm sure i'll plan for trips when i get home to other parts of SEA.&lt;br /&gt;-Everything is just so slow and easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i dislike about being here...&lt;br /&gt;- I seriously miss the efficiency we have back home&lt;br /&gt;- Racism. (yes, skin colour still matters here)&lt;br /&gt;- Love/hate rlshp with the cold&lt;br /&gt;- Seriously, FOOD. &lt;br /&gt;- Getting fat here, cos all i'm having is carbo carbo and carbo.&lt;br /&gt;- loads of shopping, bad for the wallet. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, think i'm just almost done with my assignment. it's 50%. HORRIFIED. but i guess i'll pass. ( : we just need to pass, remember? Doing well will be a bonus. Hm. I miss NUS lectures.... haha. strange that i do, but i do! and oh, i have to remember to do module pref! argh!?!()$@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eye itch! seems like it's coming back a little. Hope it won't be puffy and stuff. ): i wanna take beautiful pictures when i'm on my holiday!!! Can't wait for 14th December.. Euro TRIP!!!!! gosh, seriously, i still can't believe i'm like living and studying in UK, and actually planning trips for Europe. So not LY. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, look at that fats on my tummy. Must eat in moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go sleep. Hope i can wake up in time for my presentation man.. Gd luck to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hugs!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4019128913007734840?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4019128913007734840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4019128913007734840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4019128913007734840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4019128913007734840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-irregular-sleeping-times-even-in.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1446709717204866604</id><published>2008-11-06T07:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:11:44.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't believe i actually missed my room when i was away for just 4 days. I missed my friends and all the company too! hm. Glad to have Iliyas and Petrca to come pick me up from The Rushes and we had some awesome thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halloween couldn't have been better. totally rocks. it was fun. cos we went there early. Got so crowded it was just crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried a little today and i'm still thinking and figuring things out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Patrick... U gave me the answer. All i needed was to have someone to be there to give me support. I need support from at least the one who cares about me, the one who loves me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised how hard it was to get the support from him. I'm lost. And i feel really lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my work halfway and there, came a kind of support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine, after i talk things out tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i will stop the tears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1446709717204866604?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1446709717204866604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1446709717204866604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1446709717204866604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1446709717204866604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-cant-believe-i-actually-missed-my.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6077421591861283785</id><published>2008-10-28T08:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T09:19:01.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suddenly realised how much i missed my Dad, and how much i loved him. Yes, it's totally random but it just suddenly came out. I was having a conversation with my Aunt on Skype and she was just telling me about her dream... about my grandma and my dad in the old 9-storey flat in Malacca, the one filled with many sweet memories? They were just there, in the room, and they knew i was in the UK. Just before Papa left the room, he turned, looked at my Aunt and told her that she must take good care of me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly felt i was so blessed... I knew my Papa has always been my guardian angel.. giving me strength and protecting me all these while. My Papa was such a great man... who taught me many things even though we didn't spend alot of time when he was still alive. His character, just makes him such a charming person, glowing with confidence and such a responsible, hardworking and always with a positive attitude. Papa has just been there, silently, guiding me, holding my little hands, bringing me through all the experiences in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss him so much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were little, he gave us, at least to me, the best childhood one can ever have. I think having a great childhood, just with pure innocence and just the love within the family  has  been an important building bloc of my life. It made me who i am, and what i am. Life was just simple and sweet. We used to watch shows in the master bedroom, and when we went to bed, i'll kiss my mom, and smell that beauty product she was using then which is still oh-so-familiar now. And i'll walk over and hold Papa's hands. I always feel a little awkward cos i felt so shy to kiss papa but sometimes i do... papa would stretch out his palm and i'll put my little hands into his. It felt rough, and big, and warm. It was nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way he called me 'moi moi'. How he used to horn after that U-turn he makes at the junction just infront of our house to announce his arrival to us at home. How he used to pick me up from school. How he used to carry my big and bulky bag, how he didn't mind the smell of sweat i had on my shirt, how happy i had felt whenever he arrived before we sang the national anthem before we were released. I missed how i used to lie across the seat at the back, and look at the big green trees down ECP, how he had drove off before i closed the door, how he was so angry when i hurt myself and bled while clipping nails on the way to the music examination, how he always told us his childhood stories and adventures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed how excited and happy i was when i knew he was coming back from his business trip, and always looking forward to the goodies in his suitcase. We loved to open papa's suitcases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed how papa used to carry me on his shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed the many trips we had to Malaysia on our Toyota Corolla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now as i think back on what Papa has gone through, i can't help but tear. He has been so brave, fighting the almost impossible battle with the devil that was growing inside, so positive in his attitude and his optimism and willingness to try all sorts of methods. It must have been so hard on him. Really. But he was always so patient. Seeing how frail my dad was last time, i was scared. When Papa had to move out to the living room to sleep cos it was so hot and it didn't help he wasn't very mobile then, my heartached. But it was just the better thing for him to do. Sometimes at night, i'll go to the toilet, and see him 'tossing and turning' sometimes', sometimes moaning in pain... I knew he was feeling really uncomfortable, but there was just nothing that i could have done then, at my young age of 13. I had always felt a sense of relieve when i finally see Papa closing his eyes and finally getting the rest that he needs, which was so hard to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were nights that he had to ring the bell to get our attention to help him. We were always on our guard, and never dared to fall deep into sleep. I was quite sure papa must have felt so bad, and really so sad that he had to burden us to help him. Yes, he threw tempers, but was that too much? He must have felt so uncomfortable and frustrated with himself, and the 'trouble' he had to put us through... It was nothing at all. Yes, it might have been tiring then, and i had my frustrations then... but in my mind now, i never really blamed Papa at all. That was the least we could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were times when Papa's leg's were so swollen, and his stomach so big. He just started to walk around in the living room, in circles. And there were times where i just sat down there watched him. I wished now that i could hold his hand and walked with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa's last time in the house. He told me and my mom where he put his documents and stuff like that. Guess he had a premonition? I could see the tears in Mama's eyes.He talked like he was never going to come back. There, the paramedics came. On the way to the hospital, in the ambulance, as i looked at Papa's frail body, how such a strong man had become so weak on a stretcher, on oxygen, barely keeping his eyes open, I turned away and i teared. It was just heartbreaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following that, there were many visits to the hospitals. Almost daily, taking turns, talking to my Dad, eating together, spending time together, walking around together... You'll never have an idea how many tests he had to take, how many injections he had , and how many 'blood tests' he had to have. He was treated like an experiment. Practice 'blood tests' in the middle of the night... Denying him of any form of help if anything were to happen.. what was that? It's a life we're talking about! If i were any older and any more sensible, I would definitely have made this public. Can you imagine how many things were done to that frail body of my Papa's?  Papa has been so brave and positive for us... It must have been so tough, and it must have felt so bad. And the lonely nights he had to spend in the hospital by himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the hospice... Papa has always been praised for his optimism and is positive approach to life/death. Practiced Chi Gong everyday without fail if he managed to get out of bed on his own on days he was feeling better, joking as usual, independent... I remember once I was the only one in the room with Papa, because the rest have yet to arrive, i fell asleep. And I was woken up by something thrown onto my face. It was Papa. He needed help to get up to the toilet. He looked a little angry.. but i guess he must have felt even worse inside. Papa started to eat really little. And it's not a very good sign. And he always left the nicest things on the plate for us to try. And kept his favourite ice-cream for us.  I think it was chocolate. It was tiring yes, but it still felt cosy, just that the setting could have been much better... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day, just days before my exams, I haven't gone down to he hospice for sometime as i was preparing for exams. Got home in the evening and either mom or cousin called. Asked me to get changed and prepare to go down to the hospice tonight. Cos the Doc says that he might not be able to make it for the night. Previously, the doc has already told us to get mentally prepared that he might not make it through the week. I was shattered. Stunned and confused, i took a shower and got ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many close relatives were there, talking to Papa. He looked good. Papa didn't like us to cry. He didn't like us to wear black or dark colours. He just didn't like us to cry. But as i stood quietly in the room as they were talking, i sometimes ran out to take a breather, or to secretly cry. I didn't want Papa to be upset when i cried.. Talking about food with his University friends, It was almost a deal to get him to go back to school to taste the food. We even asked the nurse. His friends, "It's a promise then,". Papa said, "Nope, it's half a promise.". I just burst out into tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i just wasn't prepared enough for Papa to go. No, i was still young, and Papa has just been this great figure in my heart, in my life, in me. I just found it hard that i had to lose someone so dear to me. Friends and relatives left. Papa took turns to talk to us one by one, with just one of us in his room each time. He could barely speak. He was whispering, and always so afraid i didn't catch what he said, and kept asking me to repeat after him. It was my turn. All papa talked about was the wines and beers that he had? I later learnt that it was his way of telling me he was giving it all to me. He asked me to take care of them. And he told me that he really admired me. I guess i'll never have a chance to ask him why he did... Perhaps Papa was the only one who understood me the most.I knew he loved me the most. He doted on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there. We fell asleep. Mom and sis in his room, by his bed, while brother and I went to the day room. Brother and Me was awoken at the same time. Minutes after, mom came to say Papa's gone. I realised.. It was no coincidence. It was Papa saying goodbye to us. As i walked through the corridor to his room... There he laid, with the oxygen still on. He was still. I tried to catch signs of life. I didn't think i imagined it then. I thought i saw him breathing. I was probably wrong when the coroner pronounced him dead. We quietly packed his belongings into bags. The man from the funeral parlour  came. And they brought Papa away, just like that, wrapped in white cloth and twisted the cloth at the end. Just like that. I cried. They can't just take away my papa like that! Not like that! NOt just that...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened after was just in a flash. Time seemed so slow but yet so fast. And after some rituals, they closed to the coffin, without us knowing. I felt really upset and angry then. Why hadn't they told us beforehand! But i guess it would have made things real difficult of us. There. Papa lying peacefully in there. Papa was finally gone.Forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did one thing, the only thing i could do then to show how much i loved him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papa, you're my hero forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're always in my thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u, papa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6077421591861283785?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6077421591861283785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6077421591861283785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6077421591861283785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6077421591861283785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-suddenly-realised-how-much-i-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4596610544483151052</id><published>2008-10-24T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T02:22:14.421+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last wk was not too bad, i actually brought people to that organic cafe again which is totally cool i tell you! though i seriously underestimated the time needed to travel there. haha.But it was good. god. the scone.. SUPER DELICIOUS!!! shall post pics up soon. Been quite busy, with what i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was terrible for my block this morning cos we had 2 fire alarms. yes, TWO. damn. Some kids think it's so fun, came in, destroyed the notice board and started the fire alarm. Crap.C'mon, grown up man. you guys are in a University now. hurr.&lt;br /&gt; childish kids. Hope we did well this fire alarm so there won't be another one. please please please..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned dark early this evening. it was just 6.30pm but it looked like it was 8pm. We had gale today, almost got blown away by the wind. haha. so funny i was struggling to walk back to my hall after the nice long 1 hour walk around Loughborough today. Cos i had to take pictures from this stretch of road, so i went down, and walked. Nice people i've met today. This old resident was with the dog and the dog's so pretty! it's 11 years old. and the resident was just chatting with me and all that.. Real cool. Totally made my day man. But meanwhile, there were again some childish young people who were driving down the road honking at me and shouting their lungs off. Such a big turn off but i decided not to let it spoil my day anyway.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the pics are enough for the tutorial tomorrow tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh feeling rather sad now cos baby didn't sound good when we parted on msn.. hope he feels better... )":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed dinner for a damn tedious tutorial. too lazy to go out tho i'ld like to have burger.having cappuccino muffin now which i got from dining hall. yummilicious. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4596610544483151052?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4596610544483151052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4596610544483151052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4596610544483151052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4596610544483151052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-guys-last-wk-was-not-too-bad-i.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3921279654203022100</id><published>2008-10-15T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T12:09:58.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out partying after high table last night, just came back few hours ago. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i had company for some hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye hurts so much now. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my heart feels so lonely now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna feel the way i'm feelin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i'm not sorry for what i've done at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3921279654203022100?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3921279654203022100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3921279654203022100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3921279654203022100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3921279654203022100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/went-out-partying-after-high-table-last.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4063734314075588138</id><published>2008-10-14T05:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T06:05:33.867+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww.. it's Monday again! Thank god there wasn't any fire drill yesterday cos i was damn tired! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went 'hiking' on Sunday by the way. Tall Paul's really nice, he organized a trip for us to go up to the highest peak in Loughborough, and to an organic farm! The view was just gorgeous..  the long walk there ~20KM was just worth it.. It was amazing... I'll post photos up photobucket soon. Putting them on facebook first though. *in the process* The organic cafe was real good, it was like those really traditional English place.. and even saw some old English ladies going there for their tea! (yum chaa!) haha. And they had these really yummy apple pies and scones and teas! just beautiful. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my calves are hurting now.. and my knee too. something's wrong with my knee. damn.been limping around. Hope it gets better real soon. ( : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, high table tomorrow. I hope it'll be good.Hm.. Wonder how it will be like. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i managed to wake up for lessons today.. I was just so tired. Lecture was fine.. But tutorial, again cos it involved the use of like excel.. i was just *bleah* *shakes head* lost. Then i finally decided to do smthg about it cos i was damn blur last tutorial! I have to get to the lib soon to do my work. ): sigh. Wish me luck. It's not easy really!! boo hoO. Thanks Carm for helping me out while i was all stressed out. She's my life saver. ( :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am going shopping tomorrow at Leicester. Real bad for the pocket but i'll try my best to restrain. I have to draw money tomorrow! damn. ) : Oh and i realised the reason why i haven't gotten my ATM now is prob cos of the address issue again. Sch systems says we are in Elvyn Richards, but we are in DC. damn. gotta go down to the bank tomorrow to let them know. sigh. hurrrr... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am attempting to study now. I hope i can! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eye's still swollen, but perhaps it's just a teeny weeny bit better. It's really gross. so swollen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh i love autumn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful trees with all that colourful leaves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby's not well. and i'm so far away. ) : Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;iloveu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4063734314075588138?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4063734314075588138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4063734314075588138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4063734314075588138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4063734314075588138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3272935008542938630</id><published>2008-10-11T05:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T06:03:00.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, they all went to party! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye's just starting to recover (hopefully) so i'm not going out just staying home! haha. Tidied my room up and cleaned it a bit. Looks much better now! hahaha. It was just a little bit messy. hahaha. looks much better now. (: i'm happy. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna take my shower soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i didn't go for another lesson today.. cos i just can't wake up for 10am classes! how lazy i am. ok, i promise that'll be the last time already!!!!!! LY!!! hurr. so disappointed with myself. but other than that it's ok i guess. Had my first tutorial in class, managed to do some minor contributions to my group. ;) am proud of myself. yea. SPSS sucks man.. ): Hate computers! hahaha. I hope i'll manage to do it. Hope my groupmates will be alright man. I'm gonna do it when i'm in the library maybe during the wkends. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw... Tmr i'm not going to Oxford cos the trip was fully booked. damn. gotta plan another one for ourselves! (: But i'm going to leicester though. after brunch. hope it will be good! planning to do some shopping!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.. just found out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for parcels, pls send it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Ling Ying &lt;br /&gt;David Collett Hall (David Collett Hall 50)&lt;br /&gt;Cogz, Bytes and parcel2pickup, Telford Way, Loughborough University, Ashby Road, Loughborough, Leics LE11 3TU. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for letters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lee Ling Ying&lt;br /&gt;David Collett Hall  Loughborough University  Loughborough  Leicestershire  LE11 3UE  UK &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Just in case. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, gonna shower now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like north-west England better. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3272935008542938630?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3272935008542938630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3272935008542938630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3272935008542938630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3272935008542938630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok-they-all-went-to-party-my-eyes-just.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7092990618131874456</id><published>2008-10-09T08:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T08:38:26.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a slice of pizza just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was on SKYPE with my cousin and Iliyas came over to get me to Michael's. Tonight was better, more enjoyable for me, cos i totally can't and won't appreciate techno. haha. So it was just nice music and all. (; i love it. I love the guitar!! But it made me really miss my baby cos i really love how my baby plays the guitar.. for me.. :) *hugs* Aww. I really wish i was back home sometimes, to be crazy sometimes.. To be more comfortable? yea. It's not like i'm hating my life here.. but these people here are maddd about partying and please take my word for it, for a non-partygoer. Oh my gosh.. It's like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm - pre-party, some drinks and music, getting little tipsy&lt;br /&gt;10-11pm - Party at some club/pub either at Union/town. Get crazy and dance like crazy. &lt;br /&gt;2-3am - back, sleep&lt;br /&gt;8am - breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how my friends can get up for breakfast every single day and not be late for lessons! gosh am i a pig or what? but i think i'm quite normal! haha. Almost overslept again this morning, lah! lesson was at 11, i woke up at 1030. gosh. Crap, and my eye's swollen a little? Xinxin says it looks like an allergy. Dear also said my eye looked puffy. ): It is puffy and it is ITCHY!! hahaha. Baby asked me to STOP TOUCHING IT but it's like really itchy.. getting a lil better now though. I hope it heals fast. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys came over my room - guys as in like my block mates lah, not guy guy! cos Michael wanted to sleep, and they came over to have a look at my room. They were damn jealous lah cos my room is really huge compared to theirs. hahaha. i know.. and i love my big room! i can dance ballet in this room! put a piano and not feel squeezy! haha. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been rather disciplined and like still very me here.. And i really love the crazy weather here. I know it's crazy but i love it~! really. It's damn cooling! haha. I know it's too early to say cos Winter's not here yet.. muahaha. we'll see. Think my family's really quite erm.. 'fang xing' with me, cos they can see i'm doing good, as usual i'm quite independent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think it is important to know where and what exactly you are looking for in life.. and stick to it... You can never be someone else and no matter what happens to you or what you do, nobody is going to get it but yourself. So no matter what they say, it's really up to you whether you want to do it or not cos ultimately, it's your life that you are going to live with, and not others'. I think it is really a great experience in this SEP cos you get to see yourself better as well, and actually for me, i'm more focused with my life now.. as in really quite sure where i'm looking at to achieve and all that. Perhaps, with these new friends, i was able to move out of my shell and you know push myself abit further, building my personality,  (hopefully?). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think the English people here are generally and i mean GENERALLY very nice and helpful. Though you know sometimes, u just can't help but feel that they do look at you with a different light. But i believe your personality shows through your actions as well as your face so perhaps it's just the initial stage i guess. I mean if you are good to others, showing respect for each other... It will be reciprocated. I really love it here, cos you can really be yourself. Everyone respects one another (at least that's what it seems to me). You can be a plumber, a repair man, a pizza delivery kid, whatever. Everyone gives each other the bit of respect that they deserve. Unlike back home, you feel as if you have owed them a million bucks. I mean it doesn't kill to say thank you/excuse me/sorry or to give a smile or render some help to some other who needs it right..?  Ok, i know i'm yakking on and on now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. i can't wait for my exams to be over. haha i know this is crazy, knowing this is just the 2nd week. but oh my gosh!! i'm like on a holiday! and studying! hurrrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my envt change and ecological response will turn out alright. baaahhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna head back to my books for a while and get to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS CHILLI!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7092990618131874456?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7092990618131874456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7092990618131874456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7092990618131874456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7092990618131874456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/had-slice-of-pizza-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-774145141054291723</id><published>2008-10-08T07:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:36:59.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I went jogging last night. For half an hour with Petrca. It was good. But i wished i could run more though. The weather was really nice.. and for the first time in my life, i ran with a jacket. But well, i took it off in a while cos it was getting really warm? yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Karate day.. And basically, apart from that 1-hr lecture, i didn't do much, but just karate. What was i doing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm ok, on second thots... i managed to settle my bank stuff. Finally? yea. finally. Gotta wait for a couple more days for the ATM. But that's fine, i'm not planning to spend so much anyway. yep. oh my gosh, please.. just choose &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ABBEY BANK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are the friendliest, and the most helpful and courteous people you can ever find alright. Damn natwest. Really have a very bad impression of them now, lah! But Abbey is real good i tell u!!!! real good! gosh. I love Abbey bank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a trip to Oxford this wkend.. Probably will go for it but the website is not recognizing my identity? Sent them an email hope they get back to me soon. I wanna go london too. Next trip, they're organizing one to Bath! gosh ! i wanna go BATH!!!! (: as in not bathe but Bath. maybe i can go Bath to bathe in those Baths? ok, that's not v.funny. -_-. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good. After Karate, i feel like i'm sleepy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna do some work before sleeping, hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. i think there's like gonna be fire alarm later in the morning maybe 5am or somthing? damn. I wish i can get up and not let the hall down. Got my mates to like bang on my door and knock my door down or something.. hahaha. if not we will have to do it over and over again. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i've got a v.good drink. The Simpsons Friji Chocolate Fudge Brownie Drink! Damn, it's good. So is the MARS one. hahaha. i don't know i just love anything with choc. haha. Bought Maltesers too. They are damn good... and it's from the 1Pound shop! great. I'm so gonna buy more when i return to sg k!! for u guys! haha. maybe. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw.. sighs. i hate Excel!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pulls hair*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i can get over and be done with this damned programme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boohoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for Karate on Thurs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss u guys.. and my baby dear. ; (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a pair of black pumps! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so need to buy them soon i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send me anything? Please.. except for shoes, anything should be edible k! so i don't have to bring it back.. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Collett Hall&lt;br /&gt;Loughborough University&lt;br /&gt;Loughborough&lt;br /&gt;Leicestershire&lt;br /&gt;LE11 3UE, England&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put in my  name LEE Ling Ying &lt;br /&gt;and my mobile, just in case, 07748442558&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that will do. i think. i'm not sure. but yea, i think so. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-774145141054291723?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/774145141054291723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=774145141054291723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/774145141054291723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/774145141054291723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-went-jogging-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-66247975090730213</id><published>2008-10-06T21:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:48:58.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i overslept. and in a sense i was feeling something coming already.. maybe a flu or something.. so i guess i  saw it coming? hahaha. I missed my one and only lecture today, went straight into tutorial and felt totally lost. The feeling is really shitty. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad cos i'm always like asking Carmelita stuff.. i'm like always a pace slower. lol. but i'll catch up. i'm sure i will... Anyway, practicals today is just.. rather...depressing fro me. sighs. I'm going down to lib later to print out stuff as well. Went down to pick up a book and the library was very crowded. obviously, when they only have one library for all to use.. I really love NUS library now.. With the RBR systems and stuffs like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously skipped breakfast today.. haha. Got my clothes finally dried after a few days cos of the rain.. so i just lined them up along my heater in the room and rotate/take turns. haha. Think they're almost done now. (: Bought those hangers that u know, just hook on the door kind.. and it didn't quite fit my door so it's now on my cupboard door.. take a pic later for u all to see.. haha. And it's a bit ugly but whatever.. as long as its useful. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on a diet. Yes. I am. I'm just gonna have salads for dinner this week. I know i can and i will. (: Been doing like 40-50 sit ups each night and cycling in the air etc. hahaha. Tmr i have KARATE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love kuunnnggg fffuuuuuuu!! haha.really excited about it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a feeling the fire drill will be tmr night. -_-. I hope i can get up. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not so cold today.. just about 13 degrees. yea. still fine with it. as long as the wind doesn't blow... it's perfectly fine. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean i so need to travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. my last year now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chiong ah!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally spoke singlish the other day... with Iliyas and we were contemplating to get Stef to speak singlish as well.. cos she's an Aussie but her parents were born and bred in Sg. hahaa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so full, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby went to work today. Didn't get to speak to him though ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss u. and of course, miss u guys back in SG!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more  mths and i'll be back!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-66247975090730213?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/66247975090730213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=66247975090730213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/66247975090730213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/66247975090730213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3260383070421764752</id><published>2008-10-02T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T20:49:03.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've missed breakfast at the dining hall for 2 consecutive days! haha can't believe i can be so lazy.. Been oversleep-ing and slacking too much! haha. Gosh, everyone seems to be procrastinating and pushing back their readings and stuff! haha. I might pop by the library later, something i've been wanting to do since MONDAY!! and it's already Thursday today, by the way. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from lunch.. Food seems to be getting better and better by the day, hopefully.. But same things goes.. potatoes, and potatoes, and potatoes.. nah.. they have tomatoes cheese, pasta, bacon, sausages, sandwiches, salads, deserts fruits etc etc. hahaha. Yea.. I miss my char kway teow and my laksa! haha. The food here is just like same taste.. no surprises at all. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought my loughborough University Hoodie yesterday! and i love it! pictures up in a while yea.. haha. They ran out of XS for this colour so i just got the S one.. Works as well. (: i like bigger hoodies anyway. haha. (: i'm beginning to love this colour more and more haha. Cos it's unique. (: Instead of the usual grey and navy blue. Well, Petrca got one really nice colour that i wanted so much to get too but i reckon this will be better afterall, no matter how much i liked the other colour as well. If it was cheaper, i would have gotten two colours. haha i'm crazy about it now. ;) It's nice to see how everyone's wearing it as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campus is nice, lots of greens and walking pathways, been walking like crazy, if i hadn't said this and it's good exercise for me as well. So cheers. haha. Been raining and today we had HAILSTONES!! gosh! I finally felt it! like small droplets of snow. Gosh it's so fun to have Hailstones! They just look like small ice cubes very tiny ones.. and hurt just a bit more than those big drops of rain we have back home. But they are cute. Too bad i can't capture it. But yay! I experienced it! ;) oh, as i was saying... (getting too carried away with the hailstones thing saga) Yea, weather here is nice, and cold, but it's like comfortable? Rain then sunshine rain then sunshine.. You can't imagine at all. Just rain for a couple of minutes. Then the next moment it's sunshine. The wind here is really great too.. And u can see how fast clouds can move sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going back to do my bank account. Yesterday was crap. baah. hope i can get it done later on at the students' union. Going with Iliyas later on. And i have my one and only lessons at 5-5.50 later on at the computer lap. Sigh. I HAVE A 5 DAY WK!!! I still haven't gotten over it yet. ): 5 days! how sian can it be.. But the very least i have company for all my mods.. so cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, i got my exchange stuff settled. and i'm freakin' glad. I'm super happy!!!!! I love it!! I can concentrate on my studies now haha. Yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, gotta go now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything alright back home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3260383070421764752?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3260383070421764752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3260383070421764752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3260383070421764752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3260383070421764752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-missed-breakfast-at-dining-hall-for.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5352394954105270612</id><published>2008-09-29T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T22:38:02.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok guys, I've been so busy and tired with i don't know what? Eating and eating? hahaha. Hall's food getting slightly boring now, very repetitive these days.. but i'm still gonna eat there i don't care. Cos it's so expensive for a meal outside as well. Today i swiped my card for the first time, and i realised one meal is actually 3 quids! That's damn expensive! I'm beginning to love, and miss Toast Box and Ya Kun now. I'm definitely having that when i'm back. Really. I miss the kopi miss the loti, and miss the prices! really! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I've met up with people from my hall, finally, cos there was a meeting called by the Hall Warden, and we are actually ALL exchange students. So i was wrong all along! These happening people are exchange students! From Slovenia, Australia, Canada, Germany, Denmark, Singapore(there's another one as well), and USA. Ya! I can't believe it. And we actually had a party last night.. And they were drinking... while i..er... got drunk on coke. hahaha. Well bleah i don't drink. haha. neither do i dance. But yea, it was fun to join them and check things out.. Hm. yea.. just hope they don't party too often... else i'll feel real weird. But they're really nice people i guess. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's started, and i actually skipped one class today cos i was queueing up for the bank letter and it took like almost an hour. But it was time well spent, really. At least i had company. yea.. Hope things work out fine now. (: yea, i was a little guilty for missing classes but no choice what! Yea, i had to get it settled once and for all. Really. By tmr? I'll have settled everything, almost. Still waiting for emails so i can get my modules settled. yea. REALLY!! hurr. Getting really very drained by this. Thank goodness the connection works perfectly fine. thanks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about school, the first lesson seems good. so far, so good! keep it up then! i'm quite interested in this module.. hehehe. hopefully, that continues!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm thinking i'll actually pick up a British slang when i'm back. hahaha. We'll see. I'm sure i can never never ever go without my favourite Lors and Lahs and hors. hahaha. Well, it's fun though. hahaha. Beginning to have more fun now.. minus the decreasing temperature we have here. gosh... it was SO COLD. thank goodness.. my heater works well, at least for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to feel better already, and i hope it stays. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon! reply my email quick so i can get my life going!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers folks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna upload my pics soon maybe. (: when i have time. baahh another meeting tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5352394954105270612?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5352394954105270612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5352394954105270612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5352394954105270612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5352394954105270612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-guys-ive-been-so-busy-and-tired-with.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5985715550603277192</id><published>2008-09-26T06:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T06:44:06.385+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys, finally i'm back here. Sorry for the delayed update! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i just moved into hall today. And they gave me this one that is right at the other end from Geography. baah. thanks.. for encouraging me to exercise. I think i'll just die in winter time lah. hiayo. ): hahaha. never mind, can jian fei! haha. Hall facilities is ok, those "mai hiam buay pai" kind. Room is quite spacious, area is tentatively neat and tidy too.. Staying at David Collett's. &lt;br /&gt;I'm really not in a mood to socialise.. and i spent one whole day by myself too! Sorting out my stuffs/ my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it. School's starting on Monday and my modules aren't confirmed, and the timetable is tentative and not all mods are out yet! Can you believe it?! It doesn't help that many of you guys are already halfway through the semester, and i've not even started at all!! baaahhh. Help me please. I need motivation. Ha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about hall, again, well, they are really making alot of noise outside, on the corridor!! And drinking.. that's why i don't really want to go out now.. I don't drink and i'm not feeling well, and i'm simply not in the mood. Sigh Hope things take for a change tomorrow! I wanted to join them today but i was just slightly late and i caught no sight of them at all! So forget it. for the time being perhaps. I'm tired. and i'm not a FRESHIE!! hahaha.  And so, i took long walks around the school, and found shops to buy convenience shops (aka mama shops) and got myself a bottle of water. cos.... the kettle.. just can't make it...!!! like eew.. there was this mouldy things on that and also some dunno what sticking on to the inside of the kettle! haiyo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope there will be better days ahead. Feeling a little awkward here now! hahaha. yup. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just contacted one of another NUS student here. meeting up tomorrow. Great, things are picking up aren't they?   Let's cross our fingers. I'm damn worried about my mods now. ): Might have to take 6 mods next sem lah! ): sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really not in a mood cos my mods not settled. Hurr. and doesn't help sometimes the damn internet here isn't working well. baah. whatever. i'm just in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris, i can totally understand how u feel. But i think u're better than me. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5985715550603277192?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5985715550603277192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5985715550603277192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5985715550603277192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5985715550603277192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-guys-finally-im-back-here.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-9026894723578142960</id><published>2008-09-16T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T23:34:00.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm rotting at home and doing nothing. Basically nothing, just surfing the net, zuo bo!! so bored! hurr. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i rotting away? But is ok shall have a good rest here first.. and freeze. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's things in SG?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tag me and let me know yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;LY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-9026894723578142960?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/9026894723578142960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=9026894723578142960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9026894723578142960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9026894723578142960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-rotting-at-home-and-doing-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-9184299537424782158</id><published>2008-09-15T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T01:19:29.827+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some great pictures! up again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s419.photobucket.com/albums/pp271/lingyinglee/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-9184299537424782158?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/9184299537424782158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=9184299537424782158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9184299537424782158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9184299537424782158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-great-pictures-up-again-here.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1368055591005614120</id><published>2008-09-15T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:33:42.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE" align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Ready to Get Married&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyoureadytobeawifequiz/ready-married.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've done more than dream about the dress and the honeymoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, you spend a good deal of your time thinking about what makes a relationship work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And from your answers, it looks like you have the skills to say "I Do" and mean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've dated enough, learned your fair share, and you're ready to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyoureadytobeawifequiz/"&gt;Are You Ready To Be A Wife?&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/10505779-1368055591005614120?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1368055591005614120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1368055591005614120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1368055591005614120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1368055591005614120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-are-ready-to-get-married-youve-done.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-322387561821588991</id><published>2008-09-14T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T19:46:04.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/princessly"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/princessly&lt;/a&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out some pictures i've got from the UK! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope all's well in Sg yea? (: Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-322387561821588991?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/322387561821588991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=322387561821588991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/322387561821588991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/322387561821588991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/check-out-some-pictures-ive-got-from-uk.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-294602627610189384</id><published>2008-09-08T06:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T07:04:48.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more pics! (: more to come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcmnBW3aI/AAAAAAAAASE/I6DqYZrIiCo/s1600-h/CIMG0199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcmnBW3aI/AAAAAAAAASE/I6DqYZrIiCo/s320/CIMG0199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243417684545559970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnHxv_5I/AAAAAAAAASM/RkdnpIrIxFY/s1600-h/CIMG0201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnHxv_5I/AAAAAAAAASM/RkdnpIrIxFY/s320/CIMG0201.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243417693338468242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnXxl5yI/AAAAAAAAASU/9wc_0prywH0/s1600-h/CIMG0209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnXxl5yI/AAAAAAAAASU/9wc_0prywH0/s320/CIMG0209.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243417697632773922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnmxh_3I/AAAAAAAAASc/GC8EXZf47w0/s1600-h/CIMG0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcnmxh_3I/AAAAAAAAASc/GC8EXZf47w0/s320/CIMG0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243417701659049842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-294602627610189384?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/294602627610189384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=294602627610189384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/294602627610189384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/294602627610189384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/more-pics-more-to-come.html' title='more pics! (: more to come!'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRcmnBW3aI/AAAAAAAAASE/I6DqYZrIiCo/s72-c/CIMG0199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3966738800088280282</id><published>2008-09-07T22:15:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T06:51:04.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK81pKKvI/AAAAAAAAARc/VUZP9DIbbo8/s1600-h/CIMG0194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK81pKKvI/AAAAAAAAARc/VUZP9DIbbo8/s320/CIMG0194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243398275218418418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK9JWkamI/AAAAAAAAARk/yJ5qkB6jtQM/s1600-h/CIMG0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK9JWkamI/AAAAAAAAARk/yJ5qkB6jtQM/s320/CIMG0195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243398280509155938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK9t59PlI/AAAAAAAAARs/3LVDccXVurY/s1600-h/CIMG0196.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK9t59PlI/AAAAAAAAARs/3LVDccXVurY/s320/CIMG0196.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243398290321260114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK-M6e8ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HwQq7kDwTa4/s1600-h/CIMG0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK-M6e8ZI/AAAAAAAAAR0/HwQq7kDwTa4/s320/CIMG0197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243398298644967826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK-jf9QQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FXOUgIJTSms/s1600-h/CIMG0198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK-jf9QQI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FXOUgIJTSms/s320/CIMG0198.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243398304707723522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBa6d3qoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3f1KbhZmRmY/s1600-h/CIMG0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBa6d3qoI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3f1KbhZmRmY/s320/CIMG0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243387796793043586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBbDiZlCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LXsHZehu28k/s1600-h/CIMG0184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBbDiZlCI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/LXsHZehu28k/s320/CIMG0184.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243387799227962402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBbj6WlrI/AAAAAAAAARE/rNPToInIVkc/s1600-h/CIMG0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBbj6WlrI/AAAAAAAAARE/rNPToInIVkc/s320/CIMG0185.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243387807918364338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBcAonO2I/AAAAAAAAARM/POL4FLMTRQM/s1600-h/CIMG0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBcAonO2I/AAAAAAAAARM/POL4FLMTRQM/s320/CIMG0191.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243387815628585826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRBcSHAlxI/AAAAAAAAARU/zi6_YMzEpME/s1600-h/CIMG0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMPljBTsj4I/AAAAAAAAALk/IyxwO18jfig/s320/CIMG0146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243286780998619010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMPlje4uLoI/AAAAAAAAALs/JcBRPjhR0g0/s1600-h/CIMG0147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMPlje4uLoI/AAAAAAAAALs/JcBRPjhR0g0/s320/CIMG0147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243286788938542722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3966738800088280282?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3966738800088280282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3966738800088280282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3966738800088280282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3966738800088280282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-1.html' title='Day 1!'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/SMRK81pKKvI/AAAAAAAAARc/VUZP9DIbbo8/s72-c/CIMG0194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3478603038302311790</id><published>2008-09-04T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:58:56.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SEP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy helping out at the shop for the hols and then busy preparing for my trip the last week. Managed to do what i had planned to do, luggage almost done already... And met up with baby for several times. Am missing him so much already, wish i could freeze the time just for us so we can have more time together.. :'( Baby's done so many things just for his silly girl, going out of his way to do things for us. He knows i love taking photos and thus sponsored me a brand new camera which i so love. Though baby can't be there with me this coming 5 months, this camera will be handy for me to share this beautiful world with him, on the other side of the globe. *hUgs*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so love the little surprises that you gave me today love.. you're my best. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister took half day to spend time with me, sorry it had ended up in a haste but i should say i really enjoyed the sushi tho the food is not-too-nice. Thanks for the effort and helping me out with all my shampoos tiger balms and all that. Helped me a great deal while i was busy with the shop. Waited so long to see Dr. Ong but i guess it's quite worth it. At least my skincare products are settled now. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day my friends from my Buddhist Centre actually planned a farewell dinner for me, rather touched lah.. And glad to meet up with all of them before i fly. It's a pity Laoshi couldn't make it, but is ok. I will call her/sms her tomorrow. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll really miss Singapore But i know it's also a good chance for me to get out of my comfort zone and step out into the world. Am definitely gonna miss both the food, my family, baby, friends, studying khakis and my milo van!, kitsune udon, fruit juice, nice aircon in CLB etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends for their well-wishes, and for making me like i'm so loved!! Will miss all you guys too.. Thanks for everything, for being in my life, for growing with me, and for being part of the beautiful memories that i will remember for life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in Sg in no time! Keep in touch! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will try to update my blog as much as possible k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mUacKs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3478603038302311790?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3478603038302311790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3478603038302311790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3478603038302311790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3478603038302311790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3824775894436204702</id><published>2008-08-02T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T02:12:10.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Wish i could go and never come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just know that the responsibility of a mother is more than just trying to be that perfect women for your children. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for everyone else, i think it is important to ensure that your decisions in life do not require the people arnd u to be dragged down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3824775894436204702?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3824775894436204702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3824775894436204702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3824775894436204702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3824775894436204702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/08/wish-i-could-go-and-never-come-back.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8995407470314441305</id><published>2008-07-31T02:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T02:51:48.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so headache.. hai. have you wondered how it feels to live in a stressed environment at home? Facing black faces at home with no apparent reason? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still finding that little space of myself, just peacefulness and quietness in my life. finding that balance and finding my little place in that imperfect world.. I don't want a life that requires me to live up to other's expectations all the time! i want and i need to have a life on my own! I don't want people to dictate my life! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. baby i hope i can lead a happy and blissful life with you love! sob. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worried about Saturday man..! sigh. but i really need some time for myself, leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. if anyone's interested in working part-time at the bakery, let me know. tell your friends/relatives yea. (: thanks loads. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ling ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8995407470314441305?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8995407470314441305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8995407470314441305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8995407470314441305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8995407470314441305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-headache.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2217363531212362491</id><published>2008-07-29T02:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T02:40:08.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi guys, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i haven't had time to update my blog after my birthday.. not sure if i am able to do it by this post but i will soon. I'm tired..! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all pictures will be uploaded at a later date yea!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Fri, Kel and Mab came by and we almost finished my 'poster' and it's real pretty lah! (: hehe. got glitter on the sides of my names and got stars! Yep. Woke up in the morning and prepared some stuff like cooking rice and soaking beehoon and all that. Luckily my mom helped out early cos we almost didn't make it on time. hehe. In the end, the menu became...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fried Rice&lt;br /&gt;2. Fried Bee Hoon&lt;br /&gt;3. Ngoh Hiang&lt;br /&gt;4. Egg Tofu&lt;br /&gt;5. Fried Vege&lt;br /&gt;6. Potato croquette&lt;br /&gt;7. Rose syrum + Ice cream soda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 'door gift' came late, and it almost became a goodbye gift.. but i think many actually liked the cute little figurines on top! and i finally got my elephant!!! *cUTe!!* naarak!!! hehe. will post pics of it soon but i'm really busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mab helped out with so many things.. Appreciate Kel for coming by even though she's so tired and had to make her take 3 taxis in a day... Appreciate De for helping me do the streamers, appreciate Caiqing, Han, Joyce and Caiqing's bf and the veg clan for helping me decorate the very big and not v.functional function room... (: I especially love my guest book in hanger style and also the heartshape balloons surrounding my very pretty poster! (: hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was nice meeting Joel again, after so many years losing contact. heh. Am so glad Mrs Lim made time to come to my party... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I appreciate all the gifts that you guys thoughtfully bought me... i really love each and everyone to bits! I really really love them so thanks ok... (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad baby wasn't around.. Cos i really missed him so much. He's real sweet though.. wished he could be here to blow the candle with me, and not just through sms. (: But it's ok, he's in my heart in whatever i do. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, talking about cutting cake, the cake was surprisingly nice, still. Yummified it with hershey's chocolate syrup!! like YumMy!!! *whEe~~~* (: yummy. Thanks lee han for cutting cake and giving out Huge portions to clear my cake man! (: (: Had some food left, mom and sis ate after they came home from work.. I wanted to eat after i bathed, but then i was damn tired till i just dived onto my bed and fell asleep in split second. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really want to thank my mom for all the help, well the whole cooking process was a hell lot of work... and brother for washing the dishes and mopping the floor and helping out in the party, and for coming down to attend the party, thanks SE for driving my cake down... And thanks my friends who made time to come down to the EAST, yes finally i got them all to the east, and for bearing with my being a lousy host... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. even so... I wish things at the shop will stabilize soon.. As in staff wise... Hopefully, things will be alright.. Worried for my mom man.. I mean i won't be able to help out at the shop soon.. and we seem to be understaffed. *sighS* &lt;br /&gt;Chinese wise saying is really wise, " 防人之心不可无"... It's sad.. but true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby seem really really tired today... we didn't even send like 10 smses to each other today! ): had a nightmare last night. scary. Hopefully i can have a gdnight's rest tonight alr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with that, peace out guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2217363531212362491?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2217363531212362491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2217363531212362491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2217363531212362491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2217363531212362491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/hi-guys-i-know-i-havent-had-time-to.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4849437123604517635</id><published>2008-07-25T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T21:07:20.941+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to do alot of things today! woke up early today to go NTUC... Wanted to go out earlier and i thought i was going to rain. waited for a while and looked out to the sea. The storm has cleared but the grey clouds were still looming above over here. Decided not to wait anymore and went out and it started raining. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy me, bought so much stuff i think they're heavier than me! they're damn heavy lah.. i was just too ambitious. I have to commend this NTUC staff that was so thoughtful and alert to offer his help to this poor damsel, struggling with his 4/5 shopping bags weighing at least a ton!! haha. Anyway, took a cab home and luckily mom was still home to help me carry all the barang barang upstairs! (: The taxi uncle was also very very very helpful and nice! help us carry the things all the way into the porch area!! wow. (: i'm very happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then unloaded the things at home and got out to Bugis to get all the stationary and stuff, ate fries from some yellafellaz store, which was alright lah i would say. I still prefer chou dou fu!!! Anw... went to give baby a surprise, again! haha. knew he was bored and his phone was dead. Anyway, i'm already planning to go Bugis so just nice lor.. (: *hUgs* haha. looks handsome today, as compared to that day he was wearing that polo t-shirt. hehe. baby got me to try mechanical pencil.. wah, it's really quite gd and it's selling @ 12for $5.40 ONLY!! oh gosh.. so cheap. i'm tempted to buy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, got all the stuffs today, hopefully got all of them lah if not still got tomorrow. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really got lots of stuffs! is really alot! hm. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; i queued up for chou dou fu again today! yummy! it's even more yummy than thursdays'!!! *slUrpS* bought 1 for myself to eat on the way to Bras Basah and then bought 2 to take away. gave one to B. (: he likes it lor. hahaha. and thanks to Darren who fetched me/us home. Sorry if i stinked his car with chou dou fu!!! hahaha.. nice to see dan too. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice evening! though the ride home was kinda scary.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for mabs to kel to come by later.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4849437123604517635?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4849437123604517635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4849437123604517635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4849437123604517635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4849437123604517635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-to-do-alot-of-things-today-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-717324669152481079</id><published>2008-07-25T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:50:30.988+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>((: am an extremely happy girl today... cos i went out with baby and did so many things together! feeling a little tired from all the walking/shopping/eating/talking yada yada but i'm so happy! (: *hUgs* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with baby from noon onwards, shopped for jacket(s), luggage cases, birthday dress, looked at TVs, clothes, ate chou dou fu together!! argh!! so nice! will be having some more.... real soon. *secret* hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i'm totally not prepared for my birthday party/gathering. Someone, please kill me. Really. I haven't even got the stuffs ready! Thanks to mabs who will be selling me her leftover balloons etc.. I'm thinking of doing a mini banner for myself. like, welcome to LY's very early 21st! haha. It's really really early man. but whatever, i need a gathering with all my friends before i fly off! Sad that some people won't be able to make it but yea, i appreciate you guys as much as the rest yea, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm revealing the food for my birthday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. fried rice&lt;br /&gt;2. Sweet and Sour (veg.) pork &lt;- hopefully it'll turn out ok it's my first time&lt;br /&gt;3. croquette&lt;br /&gt;4. Asparagus with mushrooms (or some veg i can find tmr) &lt;br /&gt;5. egg tofu&lt;br /&gt;6. Fried ngoh hiang&lt;br /&gt;7. baked beans with ham&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll buy some veg curry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, konniyaku jelly or whatever agar agar lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can? i think can. hehe. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw... just feel very very xing fu and happy whenever i'm with baby... love us to bits. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, i should get some real sleep soon. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-717324669152481079?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/717324669152481079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=717324669152481079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/717324669152481079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/717324669152481079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/am-extremely-happy-girl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2997377568155288127</id><published>2008-07-23T03:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:36:05.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdlsj8D1mH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fdlsj8D1mH4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dream came through because of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from this moment, as long as i live, from this moment on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gotta be my wedding song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2997377568155288127?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2997377568155288127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2997377568155288127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2997377568155288127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2997377568155288127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-dream-came-through-because-of-you.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1633076748420477061</id><published>2008-07-23T03:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T03:09:39.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh no... i made baby so angry.. ): guess i really pushed it to the limits. ): boOhOo.. )': me no like when baby's angry/sad. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b, i'm sorry, i know i should have respected you and told you where i was going. But i swear really, i seldom do that but i swear i was really feeling blur already.. really really didn't mean to hide it from you or what.. i really just felt blur... ): i'm super ultra apologetic now.. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventful day, met up with fab then went to shop, which was rather quiet today, and then went out with BBQ people for supper.. they're really a nice bunch.. Guess retail people are mostly like that ba. (: heh. more down to earth.. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave baby a pleasant surprise but giving him a visit at his workplace (: heehee. But i felt so sad i could feel the tears in my eyes on the verge of falling out when i had to leave. )': could sense baby also was kinda sad too. *hUgs* b, really really wish i could spend more time with you... just love to have you around me. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna catch some sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1633076748420477061?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1633076748420477061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1633076748420477061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1633076748420477061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1633076748420477061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8613606740422058129</id><published>2008-07-15T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T01:52:09.866+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is the world really that materialistic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has our society turned into now? with humans made to conform to the 'social norms' and into economy generating machines? What's happening to the finer details in life? What's this life getting us into? hell? Why does everything revolve around money and power these days? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's just unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling sour because perhaps there is a million/zillion people out there in a better situation/position than me. It's because there's probably millions/billions of people who are doing worse than me, our stuck in the terrible cycle where money and power takes charge. The thirst for these 2 has indeed brought about much agony to many. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life, is definitely more than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All humans that are born, are all heading towards one direction, and we all know that as humans we have to face death. I think that's a fact that we all should come to a common consensus, right? Why are people putting so much focus and attention on fighting for something that's only valid for one lifetime, investing their energy and efforts into building up their life and status only? Have they made preparations for the final destination?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, some people would label me naive. But though baby's not a uni grad, and probably not gonna hold a degree, it doesn't really bother me really. I know i know.. money isn't everything but it is indeed SOMETHING, that i gotta agree. I wouldn't want to see the relationship turn sour due to money issues. But i'm confident we'll be able to work out a lifestyle that is suitable for us... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it takes more time for me too see things better, and i am open to it too.. I'm not trying to side him or anything, but i just feel that it's really unfair to label a person on his academic credentials and also by his wealth etc. hopefully u'll soon feel confident enough to face my family B... I know it's hard, perhaps it's a long and arduous journey.. but with a little effort and love, i'm sure we can do this together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll work your future and ours out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;LY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8613606740422058129?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8613606740422058129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8613606740422058129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8613606740422058129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8613606740422058129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-world-really-that-materialistic-what.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7689541566869169085</id><published>2008-07-15T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T00:44:29.603+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out with baby today.. (: hee. we went AMK to get my foodstuffs for my 21st party/gathering. hee. Threw a little bit of tantrum at him today because we actually missed 2 buses! baah. haha.. Day went well, bought clothes for the UK trip, checked out TVs and cameras... shopped for winter clothings.. (: (: had too much fun today.. (: More of such wonderful sweet days ahead dear! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a shoulder to lean on while sleeping on the bus today. (: (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test Results&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your personality type is ISFJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introverted (I) 61% Extraverted (E) 39%&lt;br /&gt;Sensing (S) 55% Intuitive (N) 45%&lt;br /&gt;Feeling (F) 70% Thinking (T) 30%&lt;br /&gt;Judging (J) 77% Perceiving (P) 23%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISFJs generally have the following traits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large, rich inner store of information which they gather about people&lt;br /&gt;Highly observant and aware of people's feelings and reactions&lt;br /&gt;Excellent memory for details which are important to them&lt;br /&gt;Very in-tune with their surroundings - excellent sense of space and function&lt;br /&gt;Can be depended on to follow things through to completion&lt;br /&gt;Will work long and hard to see that jobs get done&lt;br /&gt;Stable, practical, down-to-earth - they dislike working with theory and abstract thought&lt;br /&gt;Dislike doing things which don't make sense to them&lt;br /&gt;Value security, tradition, and peaceful living&lt;br /&gt;Service-oriented: focused on what people need and want&lt;br /&gt;Kind and considerate&lt;br /&gt;Likely to put others' needs above their own&lt;br /&gt;Learn best with hands-on training&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy creating structure and order&lt;br /&gt;Take their responsibilities seriously&lt;br /&gt;Extremely uncomfortable with conflict and confrontation&lt;br /&gt;ISFJs have two basic traits which help define their best career direction: 1) they are extremely interested and in-tune with how other people are feeling, and 2) they enjoy creating structure and order, and are extremely good at it. Ideally, the ISFJ will choose a career in which they can use their exceptional people-observation skills to determine what people want or need, and then use their excellent organizational abilities to create a structured plan or environment for achieving what people want. Their excellent sense of space and function combined with their awareness of aesthetic quality also gives them quite special abilities in the more practical artistic endeavors, such as interior decorating and clothes design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following list of professions is built on our impressions of careers which would be especially suitable for an ISFJ. It is meant to be a starting place, rather than an exhaustive list. There are no guarantees that any or all of the careers listed here would be appropriate for you, or that your best career match is among those listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Possible Career Paths for the ISFJ:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interior Decorators&lt;br /&gt;Designers&lt;br /&gt;Nurses&lt;br /&gt;Administrators and Managers&lt;br /&gt;Administrative Assistants&lt;br /&gt;Child Care / Early Childhood Development&lt;br /&gt;Social Work / Counselors&lt;br /&gt;Paralegals&lt;br /&gt;Clergy / Religious Workers&lt;br /&gt;Office Managers&lt;br /&gt;Shopkeepers&lt;br /&gt;Bookkeepers&lt;br /&gt;Home Economics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. i'll pick nurses, child care/early childhood devt., social work and office managers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! we'll see in a few years time. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDEAS FOR MY PARTY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss u baby. boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7689541566869169085?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7689541566869169085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7689541566869169085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7689541566869169085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7689541566869169085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/went-out-with-baby-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2787349803421908298</id><published>2008-07-10T03:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T03:50:33.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='veg clan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got my confirmation from Loughborough. Oh man, i can't really believe that i'm actually going for SEP and away from Singapore for 5 months plus.. Gosh.. hm i really don't know what to expect but i guess i'll have fun! But i'm so gonna miss my the people here over in Singapore.. Hee. i think i'll bring mini along with me too. hee. can finally let him wear some winter clothings! lols. I'll miss baby alot alot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will prob be flying off the last week of august, which is kinda soon. Gosh i'm so dead. I'm so unprepared... Mentally and also unprepared in terms of all the paper work and all the packing etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY!! met up with Cyn, Mabs and Kel! Congrats to Mabs who passed her driving today! (: WheE~ cool... Waited for Cyn for a while then ate. I drank Mushroom soup and potato wedges which was yummy, as usual. (: A little pricey though.. but yea, it's ok after the 25% discount. hahaha. I'm so gonna miss veg clan for 5 months! Hm really worried for my mom man hope she can hire someone so i can at least try to train up the staff and that i can leave responsibly? Like today, i had to keep looking over to the shop, really scared that they cannot cope... And i had to leave before Kel could finish her food.. Felt bad hahaha.. and they bought stuff and even helped me to clean the racks and pack the cold fridge outside! aiyo..! hehe. thanks guys.. (: Today's a really v.quiet day.. Felt like i didn't do much also.. hehe. slack. Gonna sleep early... cos i'm planning to meet sis for lunch tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised the dress i wore out that day seems a bit bigger now i think it's just my imagination.. haha gonna try it on again after it's dry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was feeling a little okay and thus was more chatty to my mom today. Really v.v.v.tempted to ask her about josh but i didn't even know where to start... sigh. Why don't they ask me about it? hms. really wish things will turn out okay in the end... Every body needs more time to see carefully and thoroughly the real side of their other half. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B, miss u. sad i didn't catch you online or receive any mails from you today.. ): But it's okay cos you'll be back by Friday! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just 1/2 more days*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs... yes, or no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2787349803421908298?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2787349803421908298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2787349803421908298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2787349803421908298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2787349803421908298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/finally-got-my-confirmation-from.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4450365274332525624</id><published>2008-07-05T02:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T02:55:39.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>some random thoughts</title><content type='html'>met up with Laoshi today.. (: I was kinda worried but when i saw laoshi, all that fear was just taken away. She really gave me some real good advices. I need to take a more active role to help b and my family be okay.. it takes time but what does not break us will make us stronger. (: Finally, got to take a load off my chest... for so long.. i can finally let it out.. And get some real good advice... I hope things work out.. eventually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sob. B sounded really disappointed today when i told him about the WDA thingy. ): i'll make sure if it's the sch's fault i will definitely make them apologize... Anw.. i didn't want to spoil his holiday mood so i didn't want to discuss this with him.. oh yes!! I saw baby online just now! (: (: so qiao.. I seldom go on MSN these days and then i saw his 'bro' appearing online.. it was him!! (: hehe.. what a pleasant surprise. (: i'm glad i came online tho i'm damn tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw another pretty dress online... well, i think i'll have to see what i bought from puffy's first.. before deciding on anything else.. hehe. oh gosh. i LOVE shopping. (: &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda happy abt my party cos it's just gonna be like a get-together session.. (: hehe. any ideas what programmes i can have for my guests? (: please throw in any ideas lor! I'm like gonna do the cooking myself.. for my honoured guests... (: hehe. does it scare u? lols. i'm a good cook alright..! :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wish baby will agree to come to the party i know it's hard for him to over come that fear.. we'll see how it goes.. *hUgs!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss u baby. can't wait for u to be back.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4450365274332525624?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4450365274332525624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4450365274332525624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4450365274332525624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4450365274332525624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/07/some-random-thoughts.html' title='some random thoughts'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3331761251983067275</id><published>2008-06-21T01:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T01:56:49.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yet another busy day. there's a nice show going on now on Channel 8. Watched it once already b ut still find it nice. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so quiet in the afternoon.. all the way up till 7+. Was just telling my mom die lah this time left so much bread, how?! And then the crazy period came. The crowd at E!hub's real weird. When one comes, all come. crazy crowd! haha.. really! we don't' even see the 'light'! haha. Super ultra busy. Sales was alright today though. (: hope it continues! heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today ate Belgium Chocolate Divine! Well, it's really nice leh must try another piece. Cos i thought i didn't quite like the 'rum' taste but ya, shall try another piece some day. eh. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr gotta teach the kids "Di Zi Gui". Hopefully will do a good job lah! hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today talked to BBQ manager. Got some free chix wings tho i'm vegetarian, but well, thanks for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the end of the month so can go eat deserts at BBQ~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3331761251983067275?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3331761251983067275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3331761251983067275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3331761251983067275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3331761251983067275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/06/yet-another-busy-day.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2387631967952928600</id><published>2008-06-19T02:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T02:51:54.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not exactly a tiring day but yea, was alright and sales was pretty good today! Just hope that this will continue and not just a 'holiday thing'. *cross fingers* Washed the waffle machine today for a change. Usually i'll be the one that wipe the bread racks and sometimes sweep the floor. Heh. Hope i did a good job cos i haven't washed the waffle machine in ages. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sold lotsa cakes today! yummy. I really love the prima cakes the more i look at them, so if you have spare money please buy me some. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried so much last night my eyes were swollen today lor. ): baah. haha. Didn't want to cry but then the tears just kept flowing. i'm fine lah seriously. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh stupid shoe making my feet stink. HURR! ok i'm having random thoughts. hahaha. so pardon my poor organization and poor english cos i'm really quite tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some Singaporeans are just...*ngiaw* (stingy). I mean we're feeling the effects of inflation and also rising costs everywhere, it's not just at a particular place what.. Why do they make such a big fuss over things?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, not that I will be a perfect parent imparting the best characters and values, but some parents really show such a bad example to their child!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent uses all coins to pay for items. Child asks parent why she needs so many coins to pay for the items. Parent replies:" Because their stuff is so expensive, so need so many coins, lor!" Please lah.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Child either runs into/dropped the trays and breaks one. Parent just puts on an angry face and put backs the tray, without any apologies, or reprimanding his child. I mean what kind of example are you showing to the child? One must be responsible for all their actions what! I'm not even expecting you to pay for damages but at least let your kid know that he must be held responsible mah... *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc. endless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must jiayou! and improve on service! hurr. cos i know i can be easily irritated enough esp. when it's busy and things aren't gg as fast as it would desirably be. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna catch 40 winks now. tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss u. I shall give love surprise tmr. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mUaaaccCks!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2387631967952928600?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2387631967952928600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2387631967952928600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2387631967952928600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2387631967952928600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/06/not-exactly-tiring-day-but-yea-was.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1977003677639611589</id><published>2008-06-18T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T02:47:08.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sighs. frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw wrongly what. Hello, sorry lor.. i'm not very smart lor. sorry if i am more of a source of trouble than help. I'm really not smart so better don't trust me too much. hurrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustrated. with myself? or on others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, need to practice Buddhism in my everyday life. I know but i lack the determination. I must!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo.. the BBQ chicken people really ah.. haiyo!!&lt;br /&gt;haiyo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 25th month together, b.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1977003677639611589?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1977003677639611589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1977003677639611589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1977003677639611589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1977003677639611589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/06/sighs.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2202833601146011407</id><published>2008-06-06T02:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T02:25:59.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiya. now i feel a bit bad for showing such impatience with her but then is really a bit frustrating!! baaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok decided shall be nicer to my staffs now. Not that i haven't been nice but then hor can you imagine, at the end of the day we have to clean:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ALL racks thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;2. wipe the trays&lt;br /&gt;3. bring in all the excess bread and hot puffs&lt;br /&gt;4. clean the hot puffs machine&lt;br /&gt;5. clean waffle machine thoroughly&lt;br /&gt;6. wash some trays&lt;br /&gt;7. sweep the floor&lt;br /&gt;8. mop the floor&lt;br /&gt;9. keep all the cakes&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. count money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think the staff can leave just doing ONE of the 9 tasks. best. Hello... *sighs* &lt;br /&gt;can we see more INITIATIVE please? I-N-I-T-I-A-T-I-V-E! k i will be stricter with them already. got not much time left to help out in the store! It's already June! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting from next week, i shall patiently train her with the POS system already. And make sure she's as gd as everyone else by the end of the week. That's my target. No point showing my frustrations cos i haven't really taught her that. Baaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i shall wake up early and give love a surprise. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2202833601146011407?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2202833601146011407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2202833601146011407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2202833601146011407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2202833601146011407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/06/haiya.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-450796449907648252</id><published>2008-05-31T02:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T02:35:43.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RESULTS day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my. damn scary. I seriously thought i was going to fail my modules. And they surprised me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did surprisingly well for Ecy and Space, at least i thought so lah. haha. and guess what? I passed my FINANCE mod. oh man!!! ke xin!! we made it! We Passed! now waiting for that damn S/U option thingy to open so i can see how much my cap will improve if i S/U it. damn. Hope it makes a difference! lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad, not exactly very happy but yea, i'm so glad i'm done with this semester. Been real stressed up and busy.&lt;br /&gt;Even till now with my mom's shop. Haven't had chance to have a good rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need a retreat with my beloved friends, and of course, with my love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Really wonder sometimes what's gonna happen to me in the future... Perhaps then i can make good choices. But then again, it's always very objective to determine what's a 'gd choice' and what's not? What's more important is that we know how to deal with our choices well and be responsible for it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope u guys are well yea.. (: take care!! Drop a hi in my chatbox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;imissu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-450796449907648252?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/450796449907648252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=450796449907648252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/450796449907648252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/450796449907648252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/results-day.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2623388456153025413</id><published>2008-05-27T02:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T02:18:35.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew. what an exciting day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Today the lifeguards were coming to collect their fudge loafs. I reminded mom so many times about the order and she said she did. Well, turned out that she REALLY did. but the morning people put them all into the OTHER fridge and we forgot all about it. All that panic, rush, heart-attack, and that additional costs for nothing. But at least we delivered our promise to them. phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. the life guards were really funny tho. lols. and their gurmit singh joke is really huh? wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. was wondering how come the customer never come and collect her cake + cupcakes. then i called her. She's known to be a difficult one lah. Then she was like i said it's JUNE right? i checked. phew. yea, it's june. It's the factory that made the mistake. so phew. close shave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I just scalded my fingers again. ): with the waffle machine again. yet again. and my t-shirt is so dirty all thanks to all the fillings lah! ): boOhoo. soaking it now. hope i'll be able to get rid of the stains. stupid me actually used a pink tissue paper to wipe and guess what. yes, it was stained PINK. great. sighs. i want to get rid of it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chix rice boy said they bought at least 20 waffles today lah! haha. so funny. can really eat so much meh?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today dippindonuts boy also gave me free donuts! lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i ate too much today. mom bought rice for me it's a huge pack and i finished it all. Came back feeling hungry and munched on the egg-mayo bread then drank 'fu zhu yi mi' and then ate one cheese dunut and a small coffee donut 'mini bites'. sighs. i hope i won't put on much weight. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know we're both busy. l miss u B!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2623388456153025413?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2623388456153025413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2623388456153025413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2623388456153025413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2623388456153025413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2140588548657430139</id><published>2008-05-24T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T23:29:51.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went out with love today. really felt much better after meeting him and pouring things out. I'm glad he's always there to listen to all these. (: thanks dear. (: Feels happy to just spend a simple day with him, or running errands with him. No need for romantic dinners or costly movies... It's a special connection we share i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had hearty chats with b and i just realised how much we've been through things over these 2 years. We've sure grown up so much together... I've faith in us that we will go through this difficult time together k.. Have been thinking about asking laoshi for help. I guess i will write her an email in chinese about my woes soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream just now about my mom. Dreamt that she finally agreed to our rlshp.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B has been the greatest motivation and help to me so far.. he's like my family already. I just wish my family would be alright with him. sighs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: apart from this, thanks for remembering me when you were overseas! i loved the presents you got me!! (: **hUgSs** love them to the max. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't go down to the shop today. i just felt i deserved some rest, and peace. Since i reckon my presence is not exactly necessary, afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2140588548657430139?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2140588548657430139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2140588548657430139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2140588548657430139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2140588548657430139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/went-out-with-love-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5191280157492220001</id><published>2008-05-24T01:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:03:35.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can't help but feel real irritated and unappreciated. like really. thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine i will go get a job outside myself. i shouldn't even have agreed to help. yea thanks for being so unappreciative. as suggested, you should have hired someone earlier to take over my role what. why complain only now? There's a limit to everything. It's not like i need u to be damn grateful and appreciative of my help. but that's not the way to treat people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's really hurtful. *ouch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this feeling sucks man. big time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5191280157492220001?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5191280157492220001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5191280157492220001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5191280157492220001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5191280157492220001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/cant-help-but-feel-real-irritated-and.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7109550532538009189</id><published>2008-05-23T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T02:07:56.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guys,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha saw alot of familiar people at E!hub these few days. haha. Met Glynn and han's friend today lah. haha. so coincidental. haha. thanks Glynn for helping me clear some stuff. heh. Meet up soon yea.. but i'll probably be saying this to myself cos i don't think they read this! lols. anw.... -_-!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a pleasant surprise! Got a msg from love just now at dunno what time! hehe. so happy! hehe. Now beginning to wonder if he has been back before today le. heh. damn tired lah. haiyo. really v.v.v.tired. today biz wasn't that good cos the mall is simply too quiet. not much crowd... which is kinda sad. Got lots of leftovers today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired. waiting for mom to bathe so i can bathe. tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i finally got some news from Loughborough University already! wheE~ Now i'm really seriously dreading all the paper work. damn. gotta head down to school one day i guess. Heh. baah. hopefully can drag b to go with me. hehe. maybe? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*just my imagination?*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7109550532538009189?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7109550532538009189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7109550532538009189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7109550532538009189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7109550532538009189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/hey-guys-haha-saw-alot-of-familiar.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8560185585529923229</id><published>2008-05-21T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T02:32:38.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love &lt;3</title><content type='html'>**hUgss** counting down. 5 more days!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been busy. Vesak day was a fulfilling day! Went to Jiang Tang for the Buddha Bathing Ceremony and also i was the EMCEE!! haha.. really really honoured. I think i did quite a good job, no? heh. I'm glad everything went well. All thanks to the blessings and of course the "pi pa gao", "golden throat sweets" that I was able to speak fluently without hiccups. ((: So cheers! I hope it was alright la, at least i thought so. yep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy. been tired. Going down to the shop every single day. I really hold it to my mom man. U'll never know how tired we guys are. Really tired. Hope things will be smooth for the cake shop lor. Hopefully before i leave for UK, things will be more settled and my mom no need to be so tired already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Guys, please, if u wanna order cake, or if any of your family wanna order cake, can order from PRIMA DELI - DOWNTOWN EAST E!hub ok! (: haha. ((: We've got tarts, pies and puffs too for any events. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i'm so tired. I can't wait to be a little girl in your arms again love. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8560185585529923229?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8560185585529923229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8560185585529923229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8560185585529923229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8560185585529923229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/love-3.html' title='love &lt;3'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4649864498986833766</id><published>2008-05-17T02:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T02:30:09.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>7-16th. First 10 days. 10 more days to go. Will be counting down till the day u come back and msg me!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hUgs** I miss u! )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to catch up with when u're back love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4649864498986833766?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4649864498986833766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4649864498986833766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4649864498986833766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4649864498986833766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/7-16th.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2462714453888750118</id><published>2008-05-05T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:44:03.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;i guess i should really give up now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired of guessing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2462714453888750118?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2462714453888750118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2462714453888750118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2462714453888750118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2462714453888750118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-guess-i-should-really-give-up-now.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6131627580477632249</id><published>2008-04-21T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T23:08:50.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Studying was rather gd today. As in productive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. project got ANOTHER B- sucks man. the feeling's really v.v.v.sian. argh. pukes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i know i'm not too bright. as always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6131627580477632249?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6131627580477632249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6131627580477632249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6131627580477632249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6131627580477632249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/studying-was-rather-gd-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5533054601494544352</id><published>2008-04-20T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T22:41:55.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's another Sunday. nope. It's another &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;lazy&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to do some readings, which i did, a little. Yea, a little. haha. Sian I can't procrastinate further! i need to study! C'mon LY stop indulging in your post-exam mood!! sigh. There's so many things i wanna do and so many things i wanna go... I wonder if there's someone who's willing and able to accompany me then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, i was really a bad gf... Just thinking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, saw dan today, with aloy and stanley, but i didn't go over to say hi cos abit paiseh also. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh studying in school with friends tomorrow at &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9.30am&lt;/span&gt;. bahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;if i had another chance, i would still choose to love u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5533054601494544352?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5533054601494544352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5533054601494544352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5533054601494544352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5533054601494544352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-another-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5280327220132223314</id><published>2008-04-17T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T22:26:21.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, is 17th of April. Yet another 17th. 23mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, it ended up in tears and heartaches. But i guess i can see the clear picture now. I guess i can never entrust my life in a person who doesn't reflect on oneself and do not try to improve things on their side and wallow in self-despair.Yes, you know u always vent your anger and frustrations on me. Don't i have such moments too? You said u wanted to talk. And all i hear is prejudice embedded deep in your heart. I don't blame you too... But this period of self-despair is too long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you once said i always take you for granted. But i guess, you do take me for granted at times too. Why do i always allow you to have the upperhand in our relationship? Come and go as you wish, leaving my heart to crash. I thought my tears went dry... But your words today pierced my heart a thousand times, a million... It hurt so bad. so bad i could feel my heart wrenched and ripped apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only blaming others and not wanting to see how you can improve the situation on your part, or even attempting to do so... I cannot accept this. You lost me, not because you have no money or that you don't have a degree. You lost me, because of your attitude towards this issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i can never understand your pain. And perhaps &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; will never understand mine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for wasting 2 years of your life. I can never be the one that brings you happiness. For i have never seen or heard you laugh like you had before. When was the last time we had a nice date? When was the last time we had a nice dinner together? When was the last time you planned to bring me out? When was the last time you were interested to meet me? I'm sorry if you did but i didn't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's great. 17th April. A great day for a great ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ling ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5280327220132223314?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5280327220132223314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5280327220132223314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5280327220132223314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5280327220132223314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/today-is-17th-of-april.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4515211632337840155</id><published>2008-04-11T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:59:42.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;两年了。充满着快乐与悲伤。从陌生人到男女朋友，到知己。。。 时间过得很快。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么别人的父母家人都能坦然的接受，承认儿女兄妹的另一半，但我却困难重重。有时有种被背叛的感觉。感觉很强烈。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当日，为什么哥哥要去责骂，恐吓他？一个为了迁就我，为我着想的人，而千辛万苦的，放工后，搭着一个半钟车程的巴士来到学校接我回家。隔天还得一大清早的爬起床，回到兵营。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一个常常问候家人近况的人。真心关心我和家人的人。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;怎么回受到如此残忍的对待！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心里有说不尽的愤怒和疑问。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;家人背着我做出这么伤人的事，竟然没一声抱歉和解释。即使看到我伤心流泪，痛心的吃不下饭，却不闻不问。换来的，也只是黑脸及排斥。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你们是我家人。。。为什么伤我最深的也是你们！！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好几次，会不知觉的想起而掉泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心碎了。因为你们背叛了我对你们的爱与信任。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4515211632337840155?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4515211632337840155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4515211632337840155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4515211632337840155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4515211632337840155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6857730195365142895</id><published>2008-04-09T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:13:45.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_u3o_MA4BI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PCFbEUz9qKo/s1600-h/checkered-invasion5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_u3o_MA4BI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PCFbEUz9qKo/s320/checkered-invasion5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186941310631731218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so love this! Can anyone offer to buy me this? (: hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6857730195365142895?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6857730195365142895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6857730195365142895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6857730195365142895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6857730195365142895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-so-love-this-can-anyone-offer-to-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_u3o_MA4BI/AAAAAAAAAEE/PCFbEUz9qKo/s72-c/checkered-invasion5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1780677428573330481</id><published>2008-04-08T21:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:13:46.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1ZvMA38I/AAAAAAAAADc/FdoMLcAjN-g/s1600-h/DSCN0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1ZvMA38I/AAAAAAAAADc/FdoMLcAjN-g/s320/DSCN0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186868480871292866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1Z_MA39I/AAAAAAAAADk/tsDu4Ma7ip8/s1600-h/DSCN0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1Z_MA39I/AAAAAAAAADk/tsDu4Ma7ip8/s320/DSCN0020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186868485166260178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1aPMA3-I/AAAAAAAAADs/Zqf36eEZTa8/s1600-h/DSCN0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1aPMA3-I/AAAAAAAAADs/Zqf36eEZTa8/s320/DSCN0029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186868489461227490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1afMA3_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/x601o8qD__M/s1600-h/DSCN0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1afMA3_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/x601o8qD__M/s320/DSCN0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186868493756194802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1afMA4AI/AAAAAAAAAD8/S7vXLx2Sxi4/s1600-h/DSCN0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1afMA4AI/AAAAAAAAAD8/S7vXLx2Sxi4/s320/DSCN0031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186868493756194818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty sunrise. the next time i shall use the sunset/dusk feature to capture some more pretty sunrises. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1780677428573330481?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1780677428573330481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1780677428573330481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1780677428573330481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1780677428573330481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/pretty-sunrise.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_t1ZvMA38I/AAAAAAAAADc/FdoMLcAjN-g/s72-c/DSCN0019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3671484486157775800</id><published>2008-04-07T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:13:47.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to do interview with dor that day and i bought a new camera! NIkon Coolpix p50! It's really cool! sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_kCDvMA3yI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPhPkSnYM1k/s1600-h/nikon_p50-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_kCDvMA3yI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPhPkSnYM1k/s320/nikon_p50-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186178709123555106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_kCD_MA3zI/AAAAAAAAACU/AZRLkGrmpLI/s1600-h/nikon_p50bk-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_kCD_MA3zI/AAAAAAAAACU/AZRLkGrmpLI/s320/nikon_p50bk-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186178713418522418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! finished my presentation and also my 2 projects! one re and one geog. like WhopPeeY! (: cheers to doris dear for being so nice! haha.. and also my pretty RE group mates who are always so nice to me too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My presentation that day i thought was alright.. but there are some cheaterbugs in class. HumPH! but guess what, they'll get their deserts man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3671484486157775800?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3671484486157775800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3671484486157775800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3671484486157775800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3671484486157775800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/went-to-do-interview-with-dor-that-day.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R_kCDvMA3yI/AAAAAAAAACM/WPhPkSnYM1k/s72-c/nikon_p50-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6436074247319164409</id><published>2008-04-07T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T00:03:25.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Check out this site! Please help to promote lo! haha.. just trying for fun to see how things goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://forbeautifulwomen.blogspot.com"&gt;http://forbeautifulwomen.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Ling Ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6436074247319164409?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6436074247319164409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6436074247319164409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6436074247319164409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6436074247319164409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/hey-check-out-this-site-please-help-to.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4660107005408418538</id><published>2008-04-04T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T23:31:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally! It's Friday! Thanks Doris dear for being so compromising! Hope the project turns out well! I'm quite happy with it leh. hahaha. Yep, we've slogged hard for it! So you better give us the grades! wahahaha. Anyway, thanks Doris cos i feel like she'd doing so many things! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din go to school today cos I was so tired i fell asleep and didn't wake up in time to do my work. Jumped out of my bed at 6am and started chiong-ing. Glad i turned out alright! (: Managed to write the things i wanted to say. So i guess that's quite an achievement. Then started to do editing works with Doris through MSN! Sch's MSN super lousy. Can't send docs over! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought my heart was dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;My tears fell again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you miss me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4660107005408418538?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4660107005408418538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4660107005408418538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4660107005408418538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4660107005408418538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-its-friday-thanks-doris-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4118831445721712332</id><published>2008-04-03T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T02:09:42.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this time of the semester. Where i will feel stressed and more stupid and slow than ever. This totally sucks. Why am i so slow?! I think i should just hide myself in a cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired... thinking and knowing how stupid i am. and i'm really physically drained too. Can't wait for Fri. Damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;imissu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4118831445721712332?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4118831445721712332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4118831445721712332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4118831445721712332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4118831445721712332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate-this-time-of-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5346723497709650398</id><published>2008-03-31T20:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T20:45:29.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love u.</title><content type='html'>still loving you as much as ever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transferring bits and pieces of our love into friendship... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told myself not to cry anymore.. and they still lingered in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love u, and our irreplaceable love... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought i would have to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;Never thought we would have to part so soon,&lt;br /&gt;Never thought my life was so much about you,&lt;br /&gt;Never thought about believing you aren't mine no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/01KQfcSCRbw&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/01KQfcSCRbw&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm in so deep,oooh, i'm sucha fool for you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5346723497709650398?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5346723497709650398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5346723497709650398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5346723497709650398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5346723497709650398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/love-u.html' title='love u.'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5397261037986630393</id><published>2008-03-30T20:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T20:40:41.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am, heartbroken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, u decided to let go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this point onwards, we'll move on in separate ways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now onwards, there'll be no turning back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards, my heart is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ESOVrc4K3CQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ESOVrc4K3CQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if love brings so much tears, why love at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5397261037986630393?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5397261037986630393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5397261037986630393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5397261037986630393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5397261037986630393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/here-i-am-heartbroken.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3546541453755160353</id><published>2008-03-28T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T00:34:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry i don't know why... i was just so disappointed. very very disappointed. Until my heart suddenly turned so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's finance test was such a depressing and stressful experience. It's super gross. LIke yucks. Like failed totally. ): boOhoos. Hope i can pass and S/U it. Damn. There goes my minor. Whatever. Can someone please explain to me like what Minor in Urban Studies have got to do with Real Estate Finance? Oh, maybe learning things like Loanable Funds, Spot Rate, Forward Rate, Mortgage, Sinking Fund formulas can help us to know more about urban issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh, what do you think are the factors affecting urban trends and developments?&lt;br /&gt;BL Here, the demand and supply of loanable funds is important, at a Forward Rate of 8%, we can thus equate x(1+x1)(1+x2)=x(1+x2)2 and there, we can see a trend that Urban Development is taking off at a rate of xx.&lt;br /&gt;A: ?? crap. Take Geography. They do more practical studies on Urban Trends and Developments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon lah.. Another Pseudo minor module. WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that depressing test, and instant revelation of the answers, oh some guys sitting around us today went-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Eh I only got the last 2 questions wrong.&lt;br /&gt;me and friend: ??!?!!&lt;br /&gt;B: Eh, how much you got? I think i got like 15-19 lah!&lt;br /&gt;C: I think mine's about 16-18.&lt;br /&gt;me (thinking): Mine's the opposite. That's how many questions i got wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't feeling well today. Really don't know why... Finally, i think more or less i have decided on my economy and space. Now gotta brainstorm for more ideas. Damn tired. and damn unwell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3546541453755160353?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3546541453755160353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3546541453755160353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3546541453755160353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3546541453755160353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-sorry-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3615049651165242532</id><published>2008-03-26T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:30:20.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad.</title><content type='html'>i'm not happy.. really... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why's my family like that? why can't they accept josh? damn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GE3226 was damn disappointing. I'm feeling a little upset.. and disappointed.. It doesn't help that i'm lagging so much behind my readings.. and my studies.. The feeling sucks man. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baby.. i need you. and of course, i need to pray.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3615049651165242532?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3615049651165242532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3615049651165242532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3615049651165242532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3615049651165242532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/sad.html' title='sad.'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8147997012004947814</id><published>2008-03-24T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T23:50:54.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, this is my 401th post. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting day for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I got on to bus 10 today to go to school and went up the upper deck and sat on the left side, so i can still view TV mobile. Then suddenly out of a sudden, a man, a little plump, not too old, prob like late 20s to early 30s i guess came and sat at the seat in the same row but on the right. Then firstly i thought he was gonna get down the bus. But no. He looked over a few times, with a phone in his hands. I was kinda freaked out and felt uneasy cos he kept looking over. Irritated, i shifted myself all the way to the end, blocked by a girl sitting in front of me, which i thought was my saviour. And guess what, he turned and looked over TWICE. Like hello, what do you want. Then he finally got down. Heaved a sigh of relief (silently) and i just wanted to see how he looks like, maybe he looks really perverted or something so i peeped. And guess what. He was looking out for me again. Like *ee*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Was lunching with my friend KX today and suddenly she received an sms from her project group mate. I thought she was gonna say something else then she suddenly read out the message and said that the friend of her proj. group mates is interested in the girl who sat beside her in lecture today, and asked if it was possible to know my name. So there's 2. SY and LY. So we asked which one. Apparently they said the tanner one. So that should be me? duh. can't be bothered by all these games. I mean c'mon lah guys, if you are actually interested in anyone, there's a 101 better ways to do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my name is Ling Ying and i'm quite happily attached.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8147997012004947814?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8147997012004947814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8147997012004947814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8147997012004947814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8147997012004947814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/wow-this-is-my-401th-post.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8609240851630280361</id><published>2008-03-23T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T00:31:39.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai. ugly side of humans, just plain disgusted by you action. totally disappointed. really feel so disgusted! Super sian. Really very very disappointed. Damn gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks. just spoiled my mood. just snatched my TV just shouted at me just damn disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8609240851630280361?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8609240851630280361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8609240851630280361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8609240851630280361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8609240851630280361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/hai.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1700606272496630908</id><published>2008-03-22T01:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T01:03:38.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm a 49.</title><content type='html'>Begin. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;1.   When do you feel your best? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  in the morning &lt;br /&gt;B)  during the afternoon and early evening &lt;br /&gt;C)  late at night &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;2.   You usually walk... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  fairly fast, with long steps &lt;br /&gt;B)  fairly fast, with little steps &lt;br /&gt;C)  less fast head up, looking the world in the face &lt;br /&gt;D)  less fast, head down &lt;br /&gt;E)  very slowly &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;3.   When talking to people you. . &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  stand with your arms folded &lt;br /&gt;B)  have your hands clasped &lt;br /&gt;C)  have one or both your hands on your hips &lt;br /&gt;D)  touch or push the person to whom you are talking &lt;br /&gt;E)  play with your ear, touch your chin, or smooth your hair &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;4.   When relaxing, you sit with. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)   your knees bent with your legs neatly side by side &lt;br /&gt;B)  your legs crossed &lt;br /&gt;C)  your legs stretched out or straight &lt;br /&gt;D)  one leg curled under you &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;5.   When something really amuses you, you react with... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  big appreciated laugh &lt;br /&gt;B)  a laugh, but not a loud one &lt;br /&gt;C)  a quiet chuckle &lt;br /&gt;D)  a sheepish smile &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;6.   When you go to a party or social gathering you... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  make a loud entrance so everyone notices you &lt;br /&gt;B)  make a quiet entrance, looking around for someone you know &lt;br /&gt;C)  make the quietest entrance, trying to stay unnoticed &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;7.   You're working very hard, concentrating hard, and you're interrupted.. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  welcome the break &lt;br /&gt;B)  feel extremely irritated &lt;br /&gt;C)  vary between these two extremes &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;8.   Which of the following colors do you like most? &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  Red or orange &lt;br /&gt;B)  black &lt;br /&gt;C)  yellow or light blue &lt;br /&gt;D)  green &lt;br /&gt;E)  dark blue or purple &lt;br /&gt;F)  white &lt;br /&gt;G)  brown or gray &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;9.   When you are in bed at night, in those last few moments before going to sleep you are... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  stretched out on your back &lt;br /&gt;B)  stretched out face down on your stomach &lt;br /&gt;C)  on your side, slightly curled &lt;br /&gt;D)  with your head on one arm &lt;br /&gt;E)  with your head under the covers &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;10.   You often dream that you are... &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;a)  falling &lt;br /&gt;B)  fighting or struggling &lt;br /&gt;C)  searching for something or somebody &lt;br /&gt;D)  flying or floating &lt;br /&gt;E)  you usually have dreamless sleep &lt;br /&gt;F)  your dreams are always pleasant &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;POINTS: &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;1.  (a) 2     (b) 4     (c) 6 &lt;br /&gt;2.  (a) 6     (b) 4     (c ) 7     (d) 2     (e) 1   &lt;br /&gt;3.  (a) 4     (b) 2     (c) 5     (d) 7     (e) 6 &lt;br /&gt;4.  (a) 4     (b) 6     (c) 2     (d) 1 &lt;br /&gt;5.  (a) 6     (b) 4     (c) 3     (d) 5     (e) 2 &lt;br /&gt;6.  (a) 6     (b) 4     (c) 2 &lt;br /&gt;7.  (a) 6     (b) 2     (c) 4 &lt;br /&gt;8.  (a) 6     (b) 7     (c) 5     (d) 4     (e) 3     (f) 2     (g) 1 &lt;br /&gt;9.  (a) 7     (b) 6     (c) 4     (d) 2     (e) 1 &lt;br /&gt;10. (a) 4    (b) 2     (c) 3     (d) 5     ; (e) 6     (f) 1 &lt;br /&gt;  Now add up the total number of points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVER 60 POINTS :  Others see you as someone they should 'handle with care.'  You're seen as vain, self-centered, and who is extremely dominant.  Others may admire you, wishing they could be more like you, but don't always trust you, hesitating to become too deeply involved with you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51 TO 60 POINTS :  Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones.  They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure.  They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41 TO 50 POINTS :  Others see you as fresh, lively, charming, amusing, practical, and always interesting; someone who's constantly in the center of attention, but sufficiently well balanced not to let it go to their head.  They also see you as kind, considerate, and understanding; someone who'll always cheer them up and help them out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31 TO 40 POINTS :  Others see you as sensible, cautious, careful &amp; practical.  They see you as clever, gifted, or talented, but modest.  Not a person who makes friends too quickly or easily, but someone who's extremely loyal to friends you do make and who expect the same loyalty in return.  Those who really get to know you realize it takes a lot to shake your trust in your friends, but equally that it takes you a long time to get over if that trust is ever broken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 TO 30 POINTS:  Your friends see you as painstaking and fussy.  They see you as very cautious, ext remely careful, a slow and steady plodder.  It would really surprise them if you ever did something impulsively or on the spur of the moment, expecting you to examine everything carefully from every angle and then, usually decide against it. They think this reaction is caused partly by your careful nature.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNDER 21 POINTS :  People think you are shy, nervous, and indecisive, someone who needs looking after, who always wants someone else to make the decisions &amp; who doesn't want to get involved with anyone or anything!  They see you as a worrier who always sees problems that don't exist.  Some people think you' re boring.  Only those who know you well know that you aren't.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1700606272496630908?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1700606272496630908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1700606272496630908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1700606272496630908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1700606272496630908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/im-49.html' title='i&apos;m a 49.'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5187503458189197549</id><published>2008-03-12T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:16:37.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just cooked some real good stuff. Campbell mushroom potage with chinese mee sua. wahahaha. Fattening! Came home and snack snack snack. Then finished one whole can of campbell all by myself! boOhoo. I don't want back the fats that i just lost! Ok, i'm so full now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah.. can't believe exams are just round the corner.. about a month more! And i still have so many projects on hand! i'm like so dead, totally. Can't wait to clear them soon, like seriously! argh. Each semester seem to pass by quicker than the previous semesters lo. Stress!!!! haha.. so in a sense, i can't wait for my getaway to UK. (: hees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired. but gonna jiayOu later! after my 'jiu dian feng yun'. hehehe. rocks man. i'm so full so full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eye's are so tired! argh i wanna zzz. but i shall continue on the long over-due readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ?aacaan jeap again today! argh! i so wanna learn thai.. again! i'll make sure i'll continue to keep in touch with thai so i won't forget!! I WILL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to hitting the books, (after TV) now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeya folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do for my ECY &amp; Space!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5187503458189197549?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5187503458189197549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5187503458189197549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5187503458189197549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5187503458189197549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-cooked-some-real-good-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-975609749460252427</id><published>2008-03-12T02:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T22:06:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really busy these days... with projects and stuffs. yea. It's killing me. I haven't been touching my readings, like seriously. like nothing at all. So gonna die. and yet, for the past few hrs, i've been slacking. Doing NOTHING productive. like *sharks*. haha. Well, talking about productivity, it really depends what kind of productivity you're talking about actually.I have a productive social life? hahaa. Almost 2 yrs in arts has made me wiser and smarter, twisting my arguments so it suits my point of view! oh wow. some great skills we're talking about here yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleared (handed up): Ge3226 individual proj, 2 Biophysical grp proj, 1 GE2224 presentation.&lt;br /&gt;cleared: RE1805&lt;br /&gt;Pending: RE1804 proj + presentation, GE3226 presentation, Biophysical project, GE2202 proj, and a presentation coming up this Thurs. ARGH i'm dying. so many projects can. 5++!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, yet not so tired. How contradictory. It doesn't help that it's the ladybirds and moths seasons so i may just run for shelter under my blanket amidst my late-night study plan. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will someone tell me why things turned out the way they did? what's wrong...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*deafening Silence*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to our 2 yrs now.. It appears to be longer than it seems... These 2 yrs hasn't been easy for us and time really flies... Really hope for things to be better soon, dear. *HuGs* I know i act like i'm okay, but i know somewhere deep inside my heart, i really wish we could have more time, more fun together... more laughter...! (': Wish you would bring me to places we've never been but time never permits.. Of course, thanks for being so cool about my weekly Saturday sessions at JT. Which is in a sense gd, cos you get to spend time with your family and friends too. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I find that comfort i seek when i look in your eyes and when you hold me so tightly in your arms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of these mushy stuff now.. back to books man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sharks* like another moth is coming my way. seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-975609749460252427?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/975609749460252427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=975609749460252427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/975609749460252427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/975609749460252427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/03/been-really-busy-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3961379315895193615</id><published>2008-01-29T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T23:20:34.073+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buddhism'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>最近都会觉得人真的很可怜。生死轮回来去不知几百、几千、甚至几万次了，还无法脱离。遇到大法了，或许也不懂得把握。纠缠不清的感情，执着着生不带来，死不带去的东西。人自称聪明，总爱为人生做出明智的决定、规划。 却怎么忘了为自己的生死做准备？来来又去去，都在那里转、转个不停。何时才能解脱，脱离生死，远离无明呢？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我自己，真是深感惭愧。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一 个 人 有 了 智 慧， 就 有 光 明； 有 了 光 明， 就 不 会 再 做 出 许 多 愚 痴 的 行 为 来， 没 有 愚 痴 罪 恶 的 行 为， 也 就 不 会 再 有 烦 恼 痛 苦。~http://www.humanbliss.com.sg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3961379315895193615?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3961379315895193615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3961379315895193615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3961379315895193615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3961379315895193615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-647426228724212134</id><published>2008-01-24T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T23:40:23.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school was alright today.. Day started off not too well because i woke up late! didn't help that my stomach wasn't well which delayed me further... argh. Sorry ke xin etc for being late! But!!! got MILO van!! whee~ drank one cup in a rush and took one for Ke xin all the way to the canteen! ((: we are milo gang leh how can don't take! wahahaha. sorry for being late!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Yea, finally bought an external harddisk (120GB) today.. ok lah.. just that i'm pretty irritated now because it says it supports MAC OS but they gave those mini CD which i can't insert into my com so gotta wait for my brother's lo.. )): Hope it works man if not i will kill (Ok not so violent lah) the person who says it's compatible with MAC OS !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lecture was alright rather nice and entertaining for the Biophysical one.. For the RE Finance.. oh well, the content is interesting but i often switch to the zone out mode because... the lecturer is like very luo suo. hahaha.. And the best thing is, he had 53 slides.. while we were all wondering how he is ever going to cover his slides, he skipped like some few pages and asked us to read at home!! hahaha.. -_-! so lame lo.. those are very straight forward lah.. but still.. )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to print readings and stuffs after lecture.. bought Bebe snack! hehe. to snack on the way home as usual.. hahaha.. argh. So fat lah! ): hms. I miss him! don't know why.. (': hehehe. silly me lah! (: Tmr going Joyce's house to do up Han's present. i think i better bring my laptop.. hahaha.. see how. if not just use my friendster photos lah..... too lazy. hehehe. oops. han hope u're not reading this lah.. lols. Yep, sat gonna K and then have dinner at a restaurant Han recommended! looking forward!! Prob i guess? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOpe you're doing well dearies! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-647426228724212134?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/647426228724212134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=647426228724212134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/647426228724212134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/647426228724212134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/school-was-alright-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2427888974586120258</id><published>2008-01-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T12:52:32.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>love</title><content type='html'>hms.. what can i say.. date didn't start off as well as i wanted it to be but yea, i guess everything turned out okays.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at some 3am last night and woke up from a dream at 7.30am! So decided to get up and do something useful first.. Idled around and prepared to go out to meet J. (: Really felt upset cos i don't know why my mom had to get so pissed that i was going out. Hello, it's not like i go out everyday you know.. Can't i have the freedom to go out like occasionally? REally got me real upset.. that i was on the verge of crying out on the bus.. but i managed to keep them. Just can't understand why she's so against.. While my siblings can go out as and when and yea.. well i guess.. she probably guessed it right.. yes, i went out with him. Just don't understand why they have such a strong feeling against him.. I feel its really unfair.. to him, to me and for them as well.. Just  hope things will turn out better in time to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't dislike them, or hate them. Know they're my family.. maybe it's karma... just have to prove them.. about what i'm not sure.. probably to prove that i'll be happy and blessed, which MONEY can't buy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met at the place where we first met! hms. (: how sweet. gave him a big big hug and cried.. overwhelming feelings as well as those that i felt on the bus a while ago.. Didn't tell him cos i know how much effort he put in for today and didn't want to spoil his day.. But!! everything just felt so in place with him around today. (: The way he caught me when i fell, and paved the way for me along the busy streets, how he sheltered me to the bus stop in the storm. Independence is gd but sometimes, just feel so appreciated and pampered being able to be dependent on someone, special. ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Hengtin along the way and some familiar faces along the way.. B met desmond and his gf in dorothy perkins! so qiao! and after meeting them, met his 'da gu'. *alamak* But felt it was real sweet when b still held me tight when he saw them.. somehow.. just felt very touched. (:  so thanks B for that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blur me took his extra phone back.. lols. Really really enjoyed today.. cos it's been a super long time since we get to spend practically a whole afternoon (plus a little bit of morning and evening?) together. hahaha.. And planned for it, and did so many things, and really really went out. Guess i'm really bad at putting things into words.. but yea, thanks so much for such a wonderful day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home to find out that Laura's dad passed on.. Hm.. Life's really unpredictable.. so.. we must really learn to be prepared for death, anytime and anywhere.. That's very important.. Life's short, play hard, work hard, and most importantly, we must learn and practice cultivation..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2427888974586120258?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2427888974586120258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2427888974586120258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2427888974586120258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2427888974586120258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5714851445787216065</id><published>2008-01-18T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:32:45.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17th Jan..! Yet another 17th. (: Time flies i guess.. Special meanings imbued onto this special day of each month which can stir happy as well as sad feelings each time.. Well, yea it's just another day.. another school day! Finally had a more fulfilling day.. having 2 lectures.. and didn't have time for lunch.. Luckily mom made nutrimeal for me. ((: haha.. feel i'm getting fatter.. must try to drag myself outta the house for some workout man.. hai..  why isn't there a gym near my house!!! (ok ly, those are lame excuses, esp when ECP is just across the road).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; lalalas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school tomorrow! like yIppEe! will try to make it a more productive day too! might bake cookies.. hee. see how things goes.. Maybe i should cycle to PP tomorrow too. Hm. Dearie suddenly has duty from fri to sun morning.. so too bad.. gotta wait for a couple more days before we can finally memet after so long.. (': jiayOu!!! Feel so slack.. must start reading up stuff already la LY!! work hard!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh. was telling Ke Xin how fast time flies.. I was like planning modules to take for my last semester lah.. like oh man.. i'm just getting used to all these and starting to enjoy UNI life with all my great great fun-loving, humorous, entertaining...blah blah blah friends!! and i haven't drank enough from the Milo Van, haven't shopped enough at bazaars! haven't eaten enough at engin canteen!  ah!! so many things not done yet!! *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. how? UK ? i'll make sure i'll ship like milo and my NISSIN TOM YAM VEG cup noodles over lah!! ): boOhoO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's IF i ever go. (: sure to miss u guys so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5714851445787216065?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5714851445787216065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5714851445787216065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5714851445787216065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5714851445787216065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/17th-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-1545133350789416806</id><published>2008-01-09T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T16:59:50.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ah!! my hair got qiao at the side!! hai.. ok i sound like a bimbo. but whatever!! i think it's because of my hair length as well..but as long as it's more manageable i'm glad!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going cycling later! yay! i'm tired! but can't be too lazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-1545133350789416806?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/1545133350789416806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=1545133350789416806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1545133350789416806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/1545133350789416806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/ah-my-hair-got-qiao-at-side-hai.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3840898202437343006</id><published>2008-01-08T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T16:43:13.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha.. it's raining cats and dogs now. been lazing around at home since sunday.. not a bad thing afterall.. Sometimes slacking is relaxing.. i say sometimes.. because it can be so boring la!!!! Mom bought beehoon goreng for my lunch. Ok, it's not too bad.. but it is an amazingly big portion lo.. feeling fat. and i think i grew fatter!! )': Oh wells.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can finally wash my hair today!! like yIppEe yaYy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen asked if i was going this wk again.. I can.. but i doubt i will go down.. i feel like resting.. still very self-centred lo.. haha.. will see how things goes.. ((: Cos i think if veges are coming over for steamboat on sunday then i will have to go get the stuff at AMK.. maybe i will drop by.. (: see how lah hor. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling sleepy.. i think i'm beginning to love my hair more now.. lols. crap. argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon!! boOhoO. wonder why CORS won't let me bid my Minor modules lo.. crap. anyways... yea.. i'm gonna get them by hook or by crook!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3840898202437343006?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3840898202437343006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3840898202437343006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3840898202437343006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3840898202437343006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8759244345276186799</id><published>2008-01-06T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:13:47.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow! i'm so tired! don't know why i'm feeing so grumpy these days also. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 9.30 t0day to do my hair! guess what? i went to rebond my hair!! hahaha.. ok, was quite a scary thought but it turned out rather well i guess. At least my hair is tamed now and not like... like... wavy, curly hair.. haha.. but i can't wash my hair for about 2 days lah... -_-! that's like a torture so i've decided not to get out of my house tmr.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R4Di2btaXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kAsUJIQOsDI/s1600-h/Photo+12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R4Di2btaXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kAsUJIQOsDI/s320/Photo+12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152367398490890002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go ECP eat.. then saw neighbour and she brought us to this place that was supposed to be at the Jetty ( this restaurant that sells western food ) cos we thought it was interesting and decided to go take a look. But i wasn't really feeling well already.. probably tired and&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; too hungry&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. oh wells. and i decided to da bao home to eat cos it was too crowded by the time we walked to and back from that 'not-so-near-jetty' place.. we walked for almost like 40 minutes at least lo.. hais. now i'm too full. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking how much i actually mean to anyone sometimes.. i mean in life it's like that. No matter how important that person may be to you, one day, u might just forget his/her importance, his/her presence.. you might even find a person irksome, detestable... i'm not pin pointing anyone/anything but yea, just a thought.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, sometimes, i admit i do have to feel appreciated.. can't think when was the last time we had a nice dinner date... can't remember the number of times i skipped dinner because of (...), the times u took the effort to bring me out.. maybe i'm asking for too much.. it's probably me again.. it's ok just ignore this.. i'm just.. blah-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah. i wonder if anyone is still reading my blog anyways.. hahaha. doesn't matter lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna turn in already.. nite folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8759244345276186799?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8759244345276186799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8759244345276186799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8759244345276186799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8759244345276186799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/wow-im-so-tired-dont-know-why-im-feeing.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/R4Di2btaXxI/AAAAAAAAAA0/kAsUJIQOsDI/s72-c/Photo+12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6726839149300190694</id><published>2008-01-05T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T01:15:27.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew. It was definitely a long and tiring day for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late this morning cos it was so cold and cozy.. so i overslept! i pressed the alarm button cos it was downright irritating!! ahhaha.. Woke up only at 8.30 when i was supposed to meet stephen at the home at around 9.30 - 10am.. But i wasn't too late.. i reached the home at around 1030. So it was alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous LY brought stephen out after settling his DVD stuff, helping him do labeling and recording and stuff.. and we set off for AMK MRT station. i can't believe i pushed him out so far, so adventurous lo, thinking back now.. haha.. Anyway, i'm strong so that's lucky.. Ate at a food court at AMK Ave 10 and it was nice despite the hard hard meat from the Bah Kut Teh stall! $4.30 for so little meat and a bowl of rice! Inflation inflation.. but that's like too ex! (in my opinion) Met really nice people from the sliced fish mee/rice stall we sat in front of.. It's really nice to see such people around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we went on to the MRT station. Guess what. The lift to Marina Bay side was under maintenance. It didn't help that there was the middle railway which we couldn't cross. -_-. So, we waited like some 7 minutes i think for the train to go YCK so we can cross the platform to be able to board the train going to Marina Bay. Luckily it wasn't that crowded.. There were nice people tho, compromising and even offering their seats to me but it was alright.. i couldn't sit anyway.. haha... Appreciated them all.. minus those stares from people.. oh ya! so coincidental! so pammie on the train.. i was still wondering if it was her till she turned her head.. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Tampines Mall.. walked around got the stuff he wanted, took photos and had dinner before heading back to AMK.. Pushed him back too cos it was not raining.. Actually i suggested taking cab but he insisted it was better taking MRT cos it's much cheaper and i think he likes it too.. I thought we could use one card to scan but ya in the end got 'caught in the act' and i had to quickly go get him the card lo. But we used one card to get into the AMK station!! shh.. hahha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at stephen, i really felt sad for a moment.. he is such a strong person who has really the determination and will to do so much. He may be physically handicapped but he definitely does not allow himself to be mentally handicapped too. Yes.. i really feel so proud of him.. But i think he really aged alot.. Perhaps it's because i haven't seen him for quite some time, i think more than a year... and i can really see the difference.. But he is really a positive person.. i think it's really an asset, and something that i must learn from him... He is not educated, but he keeps himself abreast of the current issues, keeps himself updated to the latest news and etc.. definitely a strong fighter of life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to Naimin.. and yea, i think i really really enjoy what i do.. and i would go all out to fight for things i feel it's right.. I agree that not everybody can accept the things i do.. and not everyone can understand why i would go all out to do such things for them.. I know i only play a small part in their lives but i really wish to just bring them that little joy and good memory.. It's only when you start giving can you receive.. giving as in giving without expecting any returns in anyway.. be it emotional or materialistically... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby.. u know how i feel.. i just felt so hurt u actually said all those.. i just couldn't understand why you can't understand that i  couldn't have been able to msg you while wheeling stephen.. it's so rare that we meet and i just wanna dedicate the time to him. I know you are worried... and perhaps it's my fault that i didn't secure you.. but i know stephen for some years now and have been out with him.. i know how he is like.. I'm sorry.. I really wanted you to accept what i was doing... Know u weren't feeling well and i'm sorry i wasn't there to comfort you.. You had your half day off.. but it was so sudden.. and i had already informed u of my schedule the day before.. baby.. if it was someone else i would probably have cancelled it.. but it's really so difficult to meet him.. he is so old already.. i'm just doing a little part you know.. i really wished you could accept what i was doing.. sorry dear.. i didn't know you would be so ill.. *hugs* sorry to make u so worried for me.. (': really wish we could work things out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know u prob won't be reading this anyway... but if u ever do.. i really hope u could feel what i'm feeling dear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to JT for meeting - evaluating the event on 31st dec. Not too bad, rather productive and efficient though it took like 3 hours..Thanks to qiu rong laoshi and qiyou uncle for fetching me back! i'm really tired!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care dearies!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6726839149300190694?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6726839149300190694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6726839149300190694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6726839149300190694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6726839149300190694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2008/01/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8777320014087235084</id><published>2007-12-22T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T01:53:39.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from taaiiwaan!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. damn sian. i didn't have my camera with me throughout my 11 days in Taiwan! and i didn't even know i was supposed to be the photographer for the trip. Though i was holding the JT camera.. i mean i really didn't know.. cos during briefing they said they will assign photographers.. and i didn't know la.. hai.. really felt so disappointed and really felt v.bad!! cried lo. silly me. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with JT since i'm back in Sg.. doing notice board! Looks kinda good! Hopefully it will turn out well! and it must! it's the main board lo.. (: feel honoured that i can join in the 'committee' for this notice board! (: will do my best de!Worked till late today.. i think 10+ or 11+.. and my phone went dead. Hopefully my battery is OK. the Voltage in Taiwan is diff from Sg's and though i charged my phone in Taiwan but it runs out really fast.. yea.. so i'm charging it now in Sg.. hopefully it's gd! &lt;br /&gt;Was quite fun today tho.. went out to bugis 'bras basah complex' and fancy paper to get stuff.. in the end still didn't get enough.. so tmr nai min will be gg down..! (: things look good man! ((: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt alot when i was in Taiwan.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How foolish can human beings get... thinking they could conquer nature, the entire universe... I don't think it's ever possible.. Nature provides sufficiently for it's inhabitants, and sovereignty over resources within the boundaries that human marked out only gives them the right to exploit the resources.. but not FULL sovereignty over them such that they over-exploit them.. The mightiness of nature should not be neglected... Nature is so beautiful.. something to be admired and feared at the same time.. but men's short-sightedness, foolishness, greed, blinds them from understanding the importance of nature.. Really felt very relaxed and at peace during the whole trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Really felt very blessed that i can get to hear such great dharma, meet such great teachers.. Really have got to thank my parents so much.. Especially after my Dad's death, it really struck to me that life is so fragile, and is something that is often out of your control.. I'm glad i can get to be at Jen Chen Buddhist Centre at such a young age.. like what chen lao shi always tells us.. 'being young is an asset'. (nian qing jiu shi ben qian) How true.. I must not waste this great and rare opportunity.. Being in the 'MO FA shiqi', to be able to hear of such dharma is really a fortune.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Nobody can help you live your life.. Ultimately, everyone has to walk his/her own life till the end alone.. So no matter how much money you have, how much feelings u have for your family and friends, you can never bring them along.. So why don't be more generous and be more able to let go.. It's easy to say but often very difficult to follow.. Humans really bring themselves alot of misery.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I've never heard such 'perfect' and 'all-comprising' dharma other than that i heard from my teachers.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I really wanna do well and encourage my friends to come to Jen Chen.. It really takes fate.. and the person's merits to be able to really come and embrace the teachings of a particular group.. be in religion or not.. But i will try my best.. Will try to change my attitude towards life.. and be a role model.. Still a long way to go but yes, i'm confident i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Understood what constitutes a family.. blood ties, don't exactly mean anything much..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Really felt the deep compassion for all living beings from chen laoshi... really very touched.. somethings are better left in the heart.. i'm really really touched..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I can be anti-social, but can be left alone, yet not feel left out/lonely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUys, if any of you are keen to know more about Buddhism, still wondering what it really is, or any myths to clear, or interested in MUSIC, Teen Activities, Listening to dharma, prayers.. just let me know.. i really will be more than glad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel bro: if you are reading this.. i love the song you sent me. (: hope u are gd. take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;ling ying&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8777320014087235084?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8777320014087235084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8777320014087235084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8777320014087235084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8777320014087235084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/12/back-from-taaiiwaan-hai.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2736281390201455806</id><published>2007-11-29T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T01:25:04.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>不能再向你撒娇了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;心、有点痛。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2736281390201455806?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2736281390201455806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2736281390201455806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2736281390201455806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2736281390201455806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7086712436492121384</id><published>2007-11-26T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T00:33:42.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm sorry.. i really love u...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7086712436492121384?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7086712436492121384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7086712436492121384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7086712436492121384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7086712436492121384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7033374861935604564</id><published>2007-11-21T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T23:29:00.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>baby dear.. u're just so precious..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this path ain't gonna be easy.. we aren't taking short cuts.. we'll work things together.. hand-in-hand, with faith, trust, hope and perseverance.. **hUgs**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u're so precious baby... so precious to me.. (': &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wished i could revert to the past, wished i could have more time and sweet moments with you.. wished i could take away all your fears and uncertainties.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i will learn to cherish what we are now.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna get through another sem again! with your support and motivations along the way! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7033374861935604564?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7033374861935604564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7033374861935604564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7033374861935604564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7033374861935604564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-dear.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7351137643835299894</id><published>2007-11-16T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T19:03:19.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's just so easy to give up. to choose to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just when i was holding on so tight.. u seem to easily shake me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i don't mean anything to you anymore. Not your source of strength and motivation anymore.. Nothing but a burden, a responsibility..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself not to cry. but my tears just can't help but keep falling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7351137643835299894?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7351137643835299894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7351137643835299894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7351137643835299894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7351137643835299894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-just-so-easy-to-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3030949242921959946</id><published>2007-11-14T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T23:28:43.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just had my Thai oral today.. it wasn't fantastic but it was okay.. so let's hope everything will turn out well.. Yup.. Today's quite a good day.. hopefully i will do fine.. Thanks Dr. Carl.. i got a rather good grade, or rather it was unexpected..!! hopefully i will be able to catch up with stuff and hurry!! finish all my readings.. Which i need to, desperately. I will jiayou de!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another weird office man sat beside me again. Kept looking at me, looking at what i do. Take out sweet to eat, he looked as if he was waiting for me to offer him -_- and then when i was finding my phone, he also looked at my bag. Then his hands were like playing with the edges of his computer bag, ie near me. then i watch tv he also watch until! he fell asleep. haha. and the nightmare didn't end. his elbow kept jabbing at my hip bone lah! then i really kena forced to a corner.. lols. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really feeling well today.. gotta go and catch some sleep soon.. take care folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming!! *argh!!** **pulls hair!!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3030949242921959946?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3030949242921959946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3030949242921959946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3030949242921959946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3030949242921959946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-had-my-thai-oral-today.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-9165421258279850839</id><published>2007-11-06T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T01:11:45.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why did u have to hide things from me...........................&lt;br /&gt;why didn't u just tell me the truth??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly so lost... and VERY disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;handphone no batt? perhaps more like u didn't want me to know where u were right..&lt;br /&gt;yea i guess i'm right... i don't see why u had to lie... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever......................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-9165421258279850839?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/9165421258279850839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=9165421258279850839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9165421258279850839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/9165421258279850839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-did-u-have-to-hide-things-from-me.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5774126821653604335</id><published>2007-11-03T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T17:08:29.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Ideal Hunk: The Arty Type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not always smooth, not always practical, your Arty hunk believes that there are more important things in life than the cosmetic and the mundane. For him, it’s all about the heart and soul, love, music and poetry. He sees the beauty, hope and sadness in the world around him and he is driven to express it. You are his muse, you inspire him. You make him the artist he’s always wanted to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5774126821653604335?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5774126821653604335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5774126821653604335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5774126821653604335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5774126821653604335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/your-ideal-hunk-arty-type-not-always.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5746603439411083233</id><published>2007-11-02T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T21:38:03.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Phew. Finally almost down with having just one last project. Carl's. Decided to change my topic i think.. At least it appeals to me more than the old one.. yea.. hopefully things will turn out well lo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to have a meeting for the computing project @ 2pm. And guess what.. the meeting probably didn't last for 10 minutes and i waited almost like an hour for everyone to be present. crap man. was damn hungry but at least managed to eat my Kitsune Udon! haven't had that for a very long time.. ((: Hm.. still haven't seen the person around in school. but it isn't bothering me lah.. just wanna apologize for the abrupt parting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really tired.. of everything..But now that the sem is coming to an end.. i can't wait for this whole sem to be over.. Hai. Almost halfway through girl.. u can do it... Carl's grp project didn't turn out that bad afterall.. phew. So gotta jiayou for the upcoming individual project!! Aim: nothing below a B! i hope, really. That's my aim. ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=5cpSv2mNhhc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5746603439411083233?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5746603439411083233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5746603439411083233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5746603439411083233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5746603439411083233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/11/phew.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-3805666719286046904</id><published>2007-10-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T18:05:48.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The human mind is so hard to read. One moment they can be so nice and then suddenly, they turn their backs on u. How evil can the human mind be.. Terrible, terrible.. Do human relationships exists because of that 'usability'  of each other? That's a tragedy, really...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Buddha's love which is full of compassion and wisdom.. I guess nobody can ever love one another without any conditions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished my part ( hopefully ), yea.. just wanna get over things fast!! esp thai hmwk. argh. *bangs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-3805666719286046904?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/3805666719286046904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=3805666719286046904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3805666719286046904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/3805666719286046904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/human-mind-is-so-hard-to-read.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-280901512957110729</id><published>2007-10-25T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:42:04.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to say.. really felt so much like the character in the channel 8, 9pm show.. The situation is so similar.. I hope things do work out eventually.. Really must jiayou ah b.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only know u really are my pillar of support.. Wouldn't have been able to perservere up till now without you.. Thanks for lending me your support b.. Somethings are better left unsaid and kept in the heart. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**hUgGs!!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-280901512957110729?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/280901512957110729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=280901512957110729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/280901512957110729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/280901512957110729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-forgot-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5502035339446975047</id><published>2007-10-25T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T23:35:19.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally. Done with my 2 projects!! congrats and great work to all my lovely group mates. Really met alot of fellow geog majors this sem! (: Jas, Mel, Huishi, PQ, Ervin, Winnie, and the stalker Doris! hahaha. yea.. Done with the Nat. Resource (grp), and cities! Also got back my cities term paper which wasn't as bad!! whipPee! Confidence booster. Just in tine.. really needed that now so thanks Dr. Pow! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Dr. Pow. All the groups practically exceeded so much time lah! I mean hello, it's not as if they don't know we have 6 groups in a class and only have 2 hours and they can still argue that they thought they were given like 20-30minutes. like hello?! Uni students can do simple math right.. -_- ok i've been complaining for days so this will put an end to it. YipPee. Giving myself a gd break today.. and from tomorrow onwards.. i gotta work hard on Migration. *shucks* so dead... argh. c'mon LY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently met some really weird people on the bus. Remember i was talking about that guy who came to seat beside me when there were so many empty seats, i met one more today. There were so many empty seats after everyone alighted at CBD and all.. I don't see a reason why anyone wouldn't want to move to the empty spaces. -_-. I wanted to get down the bus so i excused myself.. and later to find that.. he got off the same stop as me.. how come all the weird people appear this wk?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired.. My neck almost chou jing today.. really damn scary.. haha. better go off to rest now.. seeya guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to survive over the wkend!! afterwhich i need to work on Carl's. Oh shucks. When will all these gonna end?!?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5502035339446975047?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5502035339446975047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5502035339446975047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5502035339446975047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5502035339446975047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/finally.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7571517350674066663</id><published>2007-10-23T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T13:13:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah my hands, thighs and back are aching so badly! can't even walk properly!! Ouch. But i feel really proud of myself! i managed to conquer 5KM run! in a spectacular timing of roughly 31 minutes! well done to me and sis! haha.. very funny.. both of us had wanted to stop to walk for a long time but we both thought that we wanted to carry on with the run when we both were struggling! cos my sis was still looking out for me, asking if i was ok.. so i was like wah she so power! so i just kept running!! lols. And at last, i overtook my sis abit..wanted to turn back but was too exhausted to stop and go back..so just headed straight towards the finishing line and yea! sis was just a few seconds behind me (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing is.. she's not even aching! and i'm aching so badly.. argh crap haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/RxzxV3kk10I/AAAAAAAAAAk/J8GNxcQtxT4/s1600-h/21-10-07_0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/RxzxV3kk10I/AAAAAAAAAAk/J8GNxcQtxT4/s320/21-10-07_0915.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124235834037688130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/RxzxWHkk11I/AAAAAAAAAAs/RDVTqLD-yBM/s1600-h/21-10-07_0916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:centret; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/RxzxWHkk11I/AAAAAAAAAAs/RDVTqLD-yBM/s320/21-10-07_0916.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124235838332655442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after conquering the 5Km! we went for isotonic drinks, offered water and tissue to a neighbour, ate bananas, ate cereal and went for the OSIM iSqueeze! super shiok.. haha.. and went for nice Cedele's soup and bread set!! haha. cool. (: shall train and go for it again next year.. Oh ya, and there was this group of SCGS girls who participated this together.. and just before the race started.. they actually sung the school song... -_-&lt;br /&gt;haha.. but well..those were the days... secondary is the best time of everyone's life man! ok generalizing by yea i guess its true for most. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a really strange day.. hm. Had lunch alone in school just before migration, and this guy came to seat in front of me..when there were other empty tables downstairs.. but he's a rather nice man i suppose.. can't judge one person by just a 15 min conversation right? He's a phD student from SOC! SOC! like oh man... that's like the total opposite of me can.. computer!!?? haha. yea and he's from france, but half french-half jap.. this is the first time i came across this combi.. lols.. yea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then... was on the way back and then there was this guy that boarded from don't know where.. and sat beside me when there were so many empty seats! What's wrong with people nowadays!! argh. whatever. yea but i managed to finish reading my stuff! (: (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, gotta go check out my discussion forum now.. (: take care folks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*baby, it was so nice to hear u call me **** again..*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7571517350674066663?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7571517350674066663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7571517350674066663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7571517350674066663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7571517350674066663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/wah-my-hands-thighs-and-back-are-aching.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0D55V64Iv84/RxzxV3kk10I/AAAAAAAAAAk/J8GNxcQtxT4/s72-c/21-10-07_0915.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-8091817178426031063</id><published>2007-10-20T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T01:06:24.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my dear projects! when will you be gone?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly ain't feeling well.. probably too tired.. will go to bed soon!! (: i'm so tired! argh so irritating!! Really tired man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired to blog.. be back agn soon.. when time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-8091817178426031063?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/8091817178426031063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=8091817178426031063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8091817178426031063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/8091817178426031063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-my-dear-projects-when-will-you-be.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4982587066198124240</id><published>2007-10-12T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T00:33:07.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>don't test my patience please. Not saying anything doesn't mean that i don't know what you all have been doing behind my back. Just stop it okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never trust anyone again.. &lt;br /&gt;Just such a big big disappointment. I'm disappointed. I just don't know how to react.. when will you guys leave my alone?! Just so tired of this damn issue. I'm just plain disappointed... not angry.. more of being upset.. Just too disappointing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't push your luck too far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4982587066198124240?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4982587066198124240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4982587066198124240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4982587066198124240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4982587066198124240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/dont-test-my-patience-please.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2850490732525158029</id><published>2007-10-10T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T01:41:59.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's really cold tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out the whole day, which i hadn't exactly expected, but i guess it was a day quite well spent. Went for my facial in the morning.. I think the previous session was better? I think the previous beautician was a bit more skillful but today's was nice. (: Cos she didn't push products! yay.. i hate that part.. cos i don't find anything fantastic abt their products mah.. but oh well, the most painful part was the squeezing of pimples and whiteheads! like OUCH!! but i was brave enough to divert my attention which helped lessen my pain.. ouch man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met Ke xin.. luckily i went for my facial..cos i ended/reached early and she was super early too! so we didn't waste time! so happy.. Walked arnd to look for a wallet for so long.. until.. we stepped into Esprit.. And was already deciding on a wallet.. till we saw this super gd steal lah! Esprit got sale! quick go buy..not all. u gotta check one by one.. the bag we bought her was like half price! just like ~$30. And i got one for myself too, in a different shade though.. So super happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet Ivy for Cheng Tng just now. The aunty seemed to be in a bad mood. One had too much ice that was spilling over, and the other had too much soup that was spilling over too. -_-! Anyway, never ever trust anyone 100% or rather, i would say.. never have any expectations of anyone to do/not do anything so you won't get hurt.. It's so true.. My friend asked me what i would wish for if i were granted one wish.. i told him.. to wish for nothing is happiness.. i really think so.. Went Nike, bought a boys t-shirt for sis (iloveittoo!), a pair of socks..and a 3/4 sleeve top for myself.. that was on 40% so happY! really love it. (: haha. I know i spent too much today.. but i really felt alright.. hm.. will save up from now..!! i have been, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking to the bus stop from Suntec today.. So many sweet memories came to my mind.. But at the same time, my heart seemed to ached so much though i was smiling.. Just wish to have you back in my life again, dear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ฉันรักเธมากมาก!!&lt;br /&gt;ไม่มิวันไหนไม่คิดถึงเธ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2850490732525158029?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2850490732525158029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2850490732525158029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2850490732525158029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2850490732525158029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/its-really-cold-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4470254670848435406</id><published>2007-10-09T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T02:27:16.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>phew~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally can take a breather off work. Self-declared a holiday from readings today..and just relax..really tired chiong-ing all the projects... especially when  you're getting so little percentage for all the effort put in.. But oh well, we do learn from the process and make new nice friends like PQ, Doris, Ervin etc.. Can't imagine i actually signed up for this week's computing project presentation lah.. gosh..that's super scary..and super fast.. Especially when it's a computer idiot talking here.. haha.. Just hope things will turn out fine in the end.. yea it well.. i'm sure.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still worried for my Cities Assignment cos it's just 1200 words which is very little!! didn't have time to properly explain things.. and to give more evidences.. Argh.. Still feeling really worried..though i have told myself not to think about it anymore..help!!! Just wish to get a B+ and above.. hai.. too long never write essays already.. a bit rusty.. Argh.. Don't know if what i write is what he is expecting!! boOhoO. Shan't think too much ya?! HURR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Ke xin tmr to get Glo's prezzie in town.. Just nice..i managed to book my long-awaited facial session tmr! so yipee.. kill two birds with one stone.. and ya might be meeting Ivy at Suntec.. to dring Cheng Tng..so better still..3 birds with one stone!! hahaaha.. ok lame. whatever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired! but i promise i will continue the chiong-ing tmr!! Still gotta chiong for my forum.. Thank got after this there's just 2 more.. hai... Just hope things will move faster sometimes.. I seriously need to touch on Migration lest i die.. haha.. HELP!!! Was just telling my proj. mates.. it's really alot of effort for a 25% but oh well, i guess it was supposed to be 'Fun'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so wanna go to the Thailand field trip!! But it's like 1-5 Nov! argh!! Dr. CARL!!!! Watched a 'gruesome yet so true' film about the Karenni people and what they experience in their daily lives.. It's really sad. No day with peace and security.. They seem to be left on their own.. with no means to seek appropriate help.. They are constantly in fear.. How bad can it get right? Even big organizations from the UN etc can't do/ aren't doing anything much to help them.. Who are those really in need? Why isn't anyone doing anything? I know the issue is complex, but it ain't that complex if u think of it carefully.. If only people would be more generous, more helpful, more compassionate, less selfish, less greedy... The world would be a much better place.. Really feel alot when i watch that film - it's the second time for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a thought today on the bus.. Really wanna get a car.. so i can bring everyone in your family out.. so silly but the thought came across my mind on the way to school today.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thai lesson was super duper fun today.. love the song!! &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-8243408040502679093&amp;q=%E0%B8%A7%E0%B8%B1%E0%B8%99%E0%B9%80%E0%B8%94%E0%B8%B7%E0%B8%AD%E0%B8%99%E0%B8%9B%E0%B8%B5&amp;total=5&amp;start=0&amp;num=10&amp;so=0&amp;type=search&amp;plindex=0"&gt;LISTEN!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4470254670848435406?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4470254670848435406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4470254670848435406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4470254670848435406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4470254670848435406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/10/phew-finally-can-take-breather-off-work.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-7237614014988978559</id><published>2007-09-25T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:43:07.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whatever. i'm just freakin' loser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-7237614014988978559?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/7237614014988978559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=7237614014988978559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7237614014988978559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/7237614014988978559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/09/whatever.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-4798897974477514265</id><published>2007-09-25T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:41:39.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The ' L I T T L E ' Things .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you might know, the head of a company survived&lt;br /&gt;9/11 because his son started kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another fellow was alive because it was&lt;br /&gt;His turn to bring donuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One woman was late because her&lt;br /&gt;Alarm clock didn't go off in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike&lt;br /&gt;Because of an auto accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of them&lt;br /&gt;Missed his bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One spilled food on her clothes and had to take&lt;br /&gt;Time to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One's&lt;br /&gt;Car wouldn't start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One couldn't&lt;br /&gt;Get a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one that struck me was the man&lt;br /&gt;Who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,&lt;br /&gt;Took the various means to get to work&lt;br /&gt;But before he got there, he developed a blister on his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid. That is why he is alive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when I am&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in traffic,&lt;br /&gt;Miss an elevator,&lt;br /&gt;Turn back to answer a ringing telephone ....&lt;br /&gt;All the little things that annoy me.&lt;br /&gt;I think to myself,&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly where God wants me to be At this very moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time your morning seems to be Going wrong ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children are slow getting dressed,&lt;br /&gt;You can't seem to find the car keys,&lt;br /&gt;You hit every traffic light,&lt;br /&gt;Don't get mad or frustrated; It may just be that&lt;br /&gt;God is at work watching over you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God continue to bless you&lt;br /&gt;With all those annoying little things&lt;br /&gt;And may you remember their possible purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass this on to someone else, if you'd like.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-4798897974477514265?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/4798897974477514265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=4798897974477514265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4798897974477514265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/4798897974477514265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/09/l-i-t-t-l-e-things.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6908651738217563319</id><published>2007-09-24T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T23:25:14.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found myself again. All thanks to you.. Thanks so much dearie! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No words can ever express the love and gratitude i have towards you... now and forever!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's just so wonderful with you around.. Thanks for the wonderful day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love u!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-6908651738217563319?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/6908651738217563319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=6908651738217563319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6908651738217563319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/6908651738217563319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-to-me-finally-found.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-5126681280119224940</id><published>2007-09-18T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:34:39.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking home today, and thinking if i could see the same familiar back i saw months ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really felt like seeing you, touching your face, giving you a hug, calling you dear, and telling you i love u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your coldness sometimes seem like a razor cutting through my heart.. bit by bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i really miss your company.. won't be able to have that privilege to call you or to msg you that freely anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking the bus with an empty seat beside me.. is just lonely. Just wished i could have those shoulders to lean on. and i know i'll have you to hug me when i'm cold. to remove those plasters from my cuts. to kiss me gently on my forehead and the look in your eyes says it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, my rashes don't seem to b getting better at all. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-5126681280119224940?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/5126681280119224940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=5126681280119224940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5126681280119224940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/5126681280119224940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/09/dear.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-2720161993089348269</id><published>2007-09-16T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T01:10:12.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my goodness!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have terrible rashes on my LEGS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sCreams in HoRRoR!!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505779-2720161993089348269?l=ly-hurt.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/feeds/2720161993089348269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505779&amp;postID=2720161993089348269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2720161993089348269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505779/posts/default/2720161993089348269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ly-hurt.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-my-goodness-i-have-terrible-rashes.html' title=''/><author><name>for beautiful women, like you and me.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11420265015840344517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505779.post-6114162101220143228</id><published>2007-09-16T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:48:07.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is kinda true for mine.. (:</title><content type='html'>VIRGO - The Perfectionist&lt;br /&gt;Dominant in relationships. Conservative. Always wants the last word. Argumentative. Worries. Very smart. Dislikes noise and chaos. Eager. Hardworking. Loyal. Beautiful. Easy to talk to. Hard to please. Harsh. Practical and very fussy. Often shy. Pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORPIO - The Intense One&lt;br /&gt;Very energetic. Intelligent. Can be jealous and/or possessive. Hardworking. Great kisser. Can become obsessive or secretive. Holds grudges. Attractive. Determined. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Romantic. Can be self-centered at times. Passionate and Emotional. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIBRA - The Harmonizer&lt;br /&gt;Nice to everyone they meet. Can't make up their mind. Have own unique appeal. Creative, energetic, and very social. Hates to be alone. Peaceful, generous. Very loving and beautiful. Flirtatious. Give in too easily. Procrastinators. Very gullible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARIES ? The Daredevil&lt;br /&gt;Energetic. Adventurous and spontaneous. Confident and enthusiastic. Fun. Loves a challenge. EXTREMELY impatient. Sometimes selfish. Short fuse. (easily angered.) Lively, passionate, and sharp wit. Outgoing. Lose interest quickly - easily bored. Egotistical. Courageous and assertive. Tends to be physical and athletic.&lt;br /&gt;zodiac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS - The Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;Optimistic and honest. Sweet personality. Very independent. Inventive and intelligent. Friendly and loyal. Can seem unemotional. Can be a bit rebellious. Very stubborn, but original and unique. Attractive on the inside and out. Eccentric personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMINI - The Chatterbox&lt;br /&gt;Smart and witty. Outgoing, very chatty. Lively, energetic. Adaptable but needs to express themselves. Argumentative and outspoken. Likes change. Versatile. Busy, sometimes nervous and tense. Gossips. May seem superficial or inconsistent, But is only changeable. Beautiful physically and mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LEO - The Boss&lt;br /&gt;Very organized. Need order in their lives - like being in control. Like boundaries. Tend to take over everything. Bossy. Like to help others. Social and outgoing. Extroverted. Generous, warm-hearted. Sensitive. Creative&lt;br /&gt;energy. Full of themselves. Loving. Doing the right thing is important to Leos. Attractive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANCER - The Protector&lt;br /&gt;Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PISCES - The Dreamer&lt;br /&gt;Generous, kind, and thoughtful. Very creative and imaginative. May become secretive and vague. Sensitive. Don't like details. Dreamy and unrealistic. Sympathetic and loving. Kind. Unselfish. Good kisser. Beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPRICORN - The Go-Getter&lt;br /&gt;Patient and wise. Practical and rigid. Ambitious. Tends to be good-looking. Humorous and funny. Can be a bit shy and reserved. Often pessimists. Capricorns tend to act before they think and can be unfriendly at times. Hold grudges. Like competition. Get what they want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAURUS - The Enduring One&lt;br /&gt;Charming but aggressive. Can come off as boring, but they are not. Hard workers. Warm-hearted. Strong, has endurance. Solid beings who are stable and secure in their ways. Not looking for shortcuts. Take pride in their beauty. Patient and reliable. Make great friends and give good advice. Loving and kind. Loves hard - passionate. Express themselves emotionally. Prone to ferocious temper-tantrums. Determined. Indulge themselves often. Very generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAGITTARIUS - The Happy-Go-Lucky One&lt;br /&gt;Good-natured optimist. Doesn't want to grow up (Peter Pan Syndrome). Indulges self. Boastful. Likes luxuries and gambling. Social and outgoing. Doesn't like responsibilities. Often fantasizes. Impatient. Fun to be around. Having lots of friends. Flirtatious. Doesn't like rules. Sometimes hypocritical. Dislikes being confined - tight spaces or even tight clothes. Doesn't like being doubted. 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