<?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-2479656889885052665</id><updated>2012-02-29T07:46:02.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emmeline</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5487256461155127228</id><published>2010-01-20T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T12:07:06.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new 2010.</title><content type='html'>It's been ages since I last blogged. Didn't have time and didn't felt like blogging anything but somehow, I just felt like blogging today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have officially transferred out of Banquet department and am now doing events for Downtown East. Well, happy and sad, good and bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been lerning new things ever since I transfered and nevertheless, misses the good old days.  I don't deny that I felt less happier because afterall, service is something I love to do. But well, it takes time to get things changed.. At least I get both sides of the world by helping out at Everything With fries where my brother is working as the head chef there. I get to serve and learn new things as well. not that bad either. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed and so do people. Day in day out, different things happening, different things bothering me and one thing that has a hard time getting out of my mind. But I know I will try my best to..afterall, i love my baby piggie and my baby piggie love me too. =) &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5487256461155127228?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5487256461155127228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5487256461155127228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5487256461155127228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5487256461155127228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-2010.html' title='A new 2010.'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2512042319649915511</id><published>2009-05-25T16:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T11:21:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>special dedication to the girls. =)</title><content type='html'>It's been like... 3.5 years ever since I graduated from HIHS, and HIMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a look....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4years ago (2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/Shpb_2hljaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2HtszL9h-9Y/s1600-h/FANGJIE%27S+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339681460727418274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/Shpb_2hljaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2HtszL9h-9Y/s400/FANGJIE%27S+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 years later... (2009)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339681462598867282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/Shpb_9fxmVI/AAAAAAAAAqE/QxFAQqI5PeE/s400/20052009189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;2005 when I was working at PL, this 3 girls always come visit me. I won't forget my 17th birthday surprise which TF had planned for me. It was funny. That time was Esther, Fangjie and HuiQi who came to give me the surprise. LOL! It was really great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 17th birthday note on the flipchart board. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339965131040004642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/Shtd_oycmiI/AAAAAAAAAqM/PI61e51PZJw/s400/emmo.day!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you girls too! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339966609662018594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShtfVtFaBCI/AAAAAAAAAqU/bJq_SX6WLC8/s400/26052009199.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That's my 19th birthday present from the four of them. Esther, Fangjie, HuiBing, HuiQi. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2512042319649915511?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2512042319649915511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2512042319649915511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2512042319649915511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2512042319649915511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-dedication-to-girls.html' title='special dedication to the girls. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/Shpb_2hljaI/AAAAAAAAAp8/2HtszL9h-9Y/s72-c/FANGJIE%27S+(8).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8501695331917248662</id><published>2009-05-17T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:30:50.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a sunday..</title><content type='html'>It's another Sunday off. stayed home whole day, breakfast, facebook, lunch, facebook. oH den headed to Biling's place to pass her her laptop. Anyway it's her birthDATE yesterday and I succeeded in tricking her! I made her thought that I forgot her birthday by not smsing her nor giving her any msg in facebook or msn. haha. and she really thought I forgot. heehee.. I was suppsoed to sms her last night 5mins before the day is over but i fell aslp. =X LOL! so smsed her today and she told me she really thought i forgot. haha. =) One year tricked her that I'm not able to attend her bbq cos i had lesson which i really had but end up i skipped lesson to give her a surprise with TF. =) this year tricked her to think that i forgot. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost a month since i passed my TP. =) been driving quite alot. I'm kinda been pampered now man. goodness. most of the time i'm being driven to work and i'll drive myself home. LOL! someone sends me to work and another one will wait for me to finish work and let me drive his car home den he goes home. LOL! two free chauffeurs.=X joking. thanks them alot. but it somehow made me distant with the public transport that when i had to take it, i kinda dread to do so. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having the thoughts to cut my hair short, either front short or back short. LOL! fringe short like bangs BUT NOT bangs. -.-" just like when i was young, haha.. but it'll create pimples on my forehead if i perspire. =( cutting back short i scared might just make my face look rounder though it was already sharpened a little. by the way, I've lost a whole lot of weight and fats and i don't want to grow fatter again. Because it'll make me look more like that person which i don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gastric is much better but it has an attitude now. It's like a timer inside me. there's is a time which i have to have my meal and if i don't have it by the time, it'll give me the attitude and twirl my gastric and make me suffer. I'm not eating the medication frequently but only when needed, as in when it attacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason why I don't update much, I have a hand written diary which i prefer and i can say everything i want inside because no one reads it. Whereas there's many things which i cannot say here as people will read it and i will get people into trouble. =X haha.. so yup. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate approaching in exactly 3months. I wonder how should it be this year. Maybe small celebration with just a few people, the close ones like teckie meiyee derick. BBQ? Scarlet City/Crew Room? Karaoke? Drinking? or just Changi Village dinner feast? well.. will think about it. Don't think i wanna do it like last year. leave it for next year bah. my key year. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;psy is getting better. hopefully it will remain like that. thanks baby piggie love and WT for helping. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;waiting to buy my iTouch.. =) Trips with Baby.. and best part, join account wish with baby. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8501695331917248662?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8501695331917248662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8501695331917248662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8501695331917248662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8501695331917248662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-sunday.html' title='it&apos;s a sunday..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3564315788494464586</id><published>2009-04-24T16:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T12:22:55.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Official</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm here to share my happiness - Officially allowed to drive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;21st April 2009 (Tuesday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've passed my TP Driving Test!! 14 points!! LOL! I'm so lucky!!! and the fortunate part - I get to drive!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment I was out of SSDC, my aunt came to fetch me and she let me drive her car to Mama's house at AMK! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night time was dinner celebration with the sisters! LOL! Teckie and MeiYee! =) Teckie came to pick me up and he let me drive his car! woohoo!!! drove to Bedok to meet MeiYee and dinner @ PizzaHut. After which we thought just go Scarlet for Karaoke session!! Teckie was wearing berms so he has to go home change. He drove home and change. From his place I drove to Scarlet City. =)) Derick and Ted came to join us too! Enjoyed totally with a bottle of Mccallan Whisky and 3/4 bottle of Chivas which Duxberry treated us to! =) It was a double celebration - for my passing of Tp Driving Test and Pre-celebration for MeiYee's Birthday! =) Partied till 2am and we went home... totally tired. =P check out the pictures! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;erick &amp;amp; MeiYee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5p2B2qtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/e-sC2lJ-kaA/s1600-h/22042009185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328173593940896466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5p2B2qtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/e-sC2lJ-kaA/s400/22042009185.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ted attained enlightenment with a bottle of Mccallan Whisky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5phFnFQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ugC-DTJi38Q/s1600-h/21042009182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328173588319507714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5phFnFQI/AAAAAAAAAn0/ugC-DTJi38Q/s400/21042009182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Derick &amp;amp; MeiYee singing Love Song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5pdShKNI/AAAAAAAAAns/-AIOxGM960Y/s1600-h/21042009180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328173587299903698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5pdShKNI/AAAAAAAAAns/-AIOxGM960Y/s400/21042009180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MeiYee &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5pPfEnMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lzmT1FKHh1E/s1600-h/21042009179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328173583594462402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5pPfEnMI/AAAAAAAAAnk/lzmT1FKHh1E/s400/21042009179.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Emmo, Derick, MeiYee &amp;amp; Ted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5o13xTcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JNlHw1_8Eqc/s1600-h/21042009178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328173576718732738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5o13xTcI/AAAAAAAAAnc/JNlHw1_8Eqc/s400/21042009178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For more photo updates please visit my facebook. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Teck Wee was very nice to keep letting me drive his car.. haha =) Like after work he would let me drive myself home. LOL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;23rd April 2009 (Thursday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sisters swimming session @ ACC. LOL! Pastamania for Dinner. Emmo send MeiYee home then send herself home. Teck Wee is such a jinx. LOL! Last christmas he bought me the necklace. I initially never wear cos I told him I not the kind where by I get a new thing i change immediately. I would use until spoil or something then i change. Poof within two days my old necklace broke. -.-" I had to wear his.. Wednesday I went with him to Tampines Mall to get MeiYee's birthday present ending up buying a necklace for her. Haven't even give her the necklace, she lost her own pendant after swimming. She never wear her necklace properly so it came off.. LOL!! What a double coincidence isn't it?!?! ahahh.. So MeiYee called us to check if her pendant dropped behind Teckie's car but didn't so we decided to just drive to her place again and give her her present. LOL. She was happy but still sad she couldn't find her own pendant which her god brother gave her.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;24th April 2009 (Friday)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's party time!! DXO's event Secs In The City was great. The comedians Kumar, TJ and Jonathan was really hell funny man.. We're laughing all the way and it's all dirty jokes. Lol! BUT FUCKING FUNNY!! After the second break was a surprise mini celebration for Miss MeiYee. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Meiyee =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846092744105874" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdSbS9n5I/AAAAAAAAApE/0x-mkIpleMc/s400/24042009196.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;MeiYee &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdSZZcMvI/AAAAAAAAApM/quu9GMHP6lA/s1600-h/24042009204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846092234404594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdSZZcMvI/AAAAAAAAApM/quu9GMHP6lA/s400/24042009204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Teck Wee &amp;amp; MeiYee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdSD3d1cI/AAAAAAAAAo8/eEOIRzijULM/s1600-h/24042009163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846086454760898" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdSD3d1cI/AAAAAAAAAo8/eEOIRzijULM/s400/24042009163.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdRw084BI/AAAAAAAAAo0/j47zSSw6FOQ/s1600-h/24042009162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846081343938578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdRw084BI/AAAAAAAAAo0/j47zSSw6FOQ/s400/24042009162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdRqq2WHI/AAAAAAAAAos/c1jZ06Oa7YU/s1600-h/24042009161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328846079690954866" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPdRqq2WHI/AAAAAAAAAos/c1jZ06Oa7YU/s400/24042009161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcj63XSnI/AAAAAAAAAok/Qg8M5U0v3DQ/s1600-h/24042009164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845293764430450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcj63XSnI/AAAAAAAAAok/Qg8M5U0v3DQ/s400/24042009164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjnKp0aI/AAAAAAAAAoc/zm8oiaRTolA/s1600-h/24042009162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845288476627362" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjnKp0aI/AAAAAAAAAoc/zm8oiaRTolA/s400/24042009162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjalqlII/AAAAAAAAAoU/qHVNbu-ZCDA/s1600-h/24042009156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845285100262530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjalqlII/AAAAAAAAAoU/qHVNbu-ZCDA/s400/24042009156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjGXxK7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/l8uDy-Hie1s/s1600-h/24042009153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845279673265074" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPcjGXxK7I/AAAAAAAAAoM/l8uDy-Hie1s/s400/24042009153.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Teck Wee, Ryan, MeiYee &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPciw1yzpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/U4v7Zrq7n6U/s1600-h/24042009151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328845273893621394" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfPciw1yzpI/AAAAAAAAAoE/U4v7Zrq7n6U/s400/24042009151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a loong drive from DTE to DXO and I drove there!! hahaha. Succeeded with all of us reaching there still in one piece. =P heehee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3564315788494464586?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3564315788494464586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3564315788494464586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3564315788494464586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3564315788494464586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/04/official.html' title='Official'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SfF5p2B2qtI/AAAAAAAAAn8/e-sC2lJ-kaA/s72-c/22042009185.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3162336308160606362</id><published>2009-03-29T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T15:39:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - You belong with me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're on the phone&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With your girlfriend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's upset&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's going off about&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Something that you said&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She doesn't get your humor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm in my room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a typical tuesday night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm listening to the kind of music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She doesn't like&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She'll never know your story&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she wears short skirts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wear t-shirts&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's cheer captain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i'm on the bleachers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreaming about the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you wake up and find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That what you're looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has been here the whole time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i'm the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who understands you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been here all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why can't you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See you belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Walking the streets&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you and your worn out jeans&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't help thinking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is how it ought to be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Laughing on a park bench&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking to myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey, isn't this easy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you've got a smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That could light up this whole town&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I haven't seen it in awhile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since she brought you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You say you're fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you better than that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hey whatchu doing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;With a girl like that&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She wears high heels&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wear sneakers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's cheer captain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm on the bleachers&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dreaming about the day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you wake up and find&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That what you're looking for&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has been here the whole time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you could see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i'm the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who understands you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been here all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why can't you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;See you belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing by and&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Waiting at your backdoor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All this time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could you not know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Baby&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, I remember&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You driving to my house&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the middle of the night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm the one who makes you laugh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you know you're about to cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know your favorite songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you tell me about your dreams&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think I know where you belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Think I know it's with me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't you see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That i'm the one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who understands&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Been here all along&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So why can't you see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Have you ever thought&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just maybe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You belong with me?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3162336308160606362?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3162336308160606362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3162336308160606362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3162336308160606362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3162336308160606362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift-you-belong-with-me.html' title='Taylor Swift - You belong with me.'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4701080850190834998</id><published>2009-03-27T08:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T11:07:58.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nights to remember</title><content type='html'>First, it was watching the DISNEY ON ICE: PRINCESS WISHES with Jiabao at Singapore Indoor Stadium, on 14th March 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweO2yakTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UjhvocNAoyw/s1600-h/140320091561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317658500591685938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweO2yakTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UjhvocNAoyw/s400/140320091561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweOqPzzWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Pc0gm8RqVDw/s1600-h/140320091563.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317658497225313634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweOqPzzWI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Pc0gm8RqVDw/s400/140320091563.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was going to watch KUMAR: STRIPPED BARE &amp;amp; STANDING UP @ the Esplanade Theatre with Jiabao again on 19 March 2009 and the whole show was damn hilarious and we really laughed throughout the whole 90mins show, seperately seated. Damned. Well, no videography or photography allowed so no photos. But I managed to Voice record the whole show down. heehee =X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next day we had a BLOOD outing to St. James for some dance dance party night. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScwePW9ZiXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/5ed01SmGWUs/s1600-h/DSC00318a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317658509227690354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScwePW9ZiXI/AAAAAAAAAnU/5ed01SmGWUs/s400/DSC00318a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScwePNkvUGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/XhvuaNlE7wk/s1600-h/n732348552_1636595_1387988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317658506708340834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScwePNkvUGI/AAAAAAAAAnM/XhvuaNlE7wk/s400/n732348552_1636595_1387988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweO4qCVuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Snn6QVSsyo8/s1600-h/n732348552_1636594_7562920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317658501093414626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweO4qCVuI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Snn6QVSsyo8/s400/n732348552_1636594_7562920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nothing much to update. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333333;"&gt;i know i ain't the usual me though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4701080850190834998?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4701080850190834998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4701080850190834998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4701080850190834998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4701080850190834998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/03/nights-to-remember.html' title='nights to remember'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ScweO2yakTI/AAAAAAAAAm8/UjhvocNAoyw/s72-c/140320091561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7088250200160726729</id><published>2009-03-06T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:58:57.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its complicated..</title><content type='html'>I know its been a damn long time since i last updated my rusty blog. is there anyone helping me for free to clear my cobwebs? =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, things aren't going smooth for me especially in health. which affects work and life. dammit. I've been going for scope and going to go for a scan next week which i dread and i hope there's some results to it otherwise..... I'll just have to expect the worst that I'm most fearful of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank all those who are standing by me all these whiles and cheering me up. Special thanks to Jessie, Ryan, Terry, JM TeckWee, Derick, TF QingDian, Cuzzy Mitch, Angeyy and more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a good deed the other day, sending a fainted girl to the hospital when i don't even know the girl at all nor is she a staff from my side. Just a part timer from Fish &amp;amp; Co and she fainted at Begonia Terrace. Coincidences after coincidences - When I reach the hospital and saw her dad, i knew her dad - Manager of Lemongrass.. Then after, her aunt called me - Manager of Happy Days Clubhouse. Such coincidences isn't it? But I felt really good doing this good deed out of my own will.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to the Kelong again during the first week of Feb with Derick and Gary usual gang together with Judy and her friends and Derick's friends as well. =) it was a fun burnt trip. For photos, please visit my face book as I'm lazy to upload here or maybe next time.. =x Looking for the next kelong trip! woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i have to take a break off from everything o de-stress myself.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;I'm supposed to be a psychiatrist wannabe but yet I need to be referred to a psychiatrist instead. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7088250200160726729?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7088250200160726729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7088250200160726729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7088250200160726729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7088250200160726729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-complicated.html' title='Its complicated..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2186164955987075301</id><published>2009-01-06T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:13:45.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back track to  xmas 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i forgot to back track and update about my christmas for 2008.. well.. it was nice, i received many many many presents on the eve of chirstmas but i only managed to keep one which was not given in the office. the others that my colleagues gave me in the office, was accidentally bring thrown away by the cleaner!!! DAMN! how can the cleaner be so so so damn stupid to throw away a big palstic bag of presents still wrapped up!! oh man! and it wasn't even in the rubbish bin! it was on the floor of my desk! dammit@! grrr..... luckily the present that wasnt given in the office, wasnt given in the office. its the most expensive present which i received from my new found jiemei. hahaha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FRUftPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RJfZtVIIFWQ/s1600-h/231220081140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288198021360628978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FRUftPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RJfZtVIIFWQ/s400/231220081140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The most expensive gift I've ever received! - A 18K Diamond Star Pendant!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288198027882354290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FpnZVnI/AAAAAAAAAmc/ZS84pMEp5cI/s400/231220081145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My new jiemei - Teck Wee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FDzMsMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vOKUq75nv74/s1600-h/291220081168.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288198017731309762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FDzMsMI/AAAAAAAAAmM/vOKUq75nv74/s400/291220081168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coincidentally this necklace that he bought from SK Jewellery, was one that I liked long ago but didnt want to buy cos find the price quite ex and didn't want to spend such kinda money. JieMei thinks alike! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2186164955987075301?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2186164955987075301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2186164955987075301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2186164955987075301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2186164955987075301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/01/back-track-to-xmas-2008.html' title='back track to  xmas 2008'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWN0FRUftPI/AAAAAAAAAmU/RJfZtVIIFWQ/s72-c/231220081140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8819572170816994571</id><published>2009-01-02T23:48:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T11:19:07.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's been a very long time sincec i last update my blog and people have been nagging me on it. I shall start from my Wonderful Kelong Trip! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;20-21 December 2008&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to Kelong for fishing with Derick, Jazon, Jiayang, ChinLik, Gary &amp;amp; AhLiang @ Pengerang, Johor. =) It's really nice. The scenery is just beautiful, I got to see sunset and sunrise! Though my gastric spoilt my night =( but i still enjoyed my trip on the whole, especially when it comes to foooooddd!!! Gosh. You get to eat the freshiest of the freshiest seafood like my favorite FISH, PRAWNS! =D and of course, not forgetting photos I've taken! =) I like it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SUNRISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CLEZ_97I/AAAAAAAAAi0/IPcBRAMnCTY/s1600-h/211220081099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735770508326834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CLEZ_97I/AAAAAAAAAi0/IPcBRAMnCTY/s400/211220081099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CK5EdANI/AAAAAAAAAis/_uTLv0YyyAw/s1600-h/211220081092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735767465165010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CK5EdANI/AAAAAAAAAis/_uTLv0YyyAw/s400/211220081092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;SUNSET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CJ21y8yI/AAAAAAAAAik/lfg7i9Fv-dg/s1600-h/201220081081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735749686948642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CJ21y8yI/AAAAAAAAAik/lfg7i9Fv-dg/s400/201220081081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CJQ-1XjI/AAAAAAAAAic/ygWCh3JaWW4/s1600-h/201220081061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735739524308530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CJQ-1XjI/AAAAAAAAAic/ygWCh3JaWW4/s400/201220081061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CImFruDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/MFxAZyTUwTo/s1600-h/201220081055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286735728010311730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CImFruDI/AAAAAAAAAiU/MFxAZyTUwTo/s400/201220081055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F_GU8ZcI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U2HZNQRWRr4/s1600-h/SDC10800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739962912073154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F_GU8ZcI/AAAAAAAAAkE/U2HZNQRWRr4/s400/SDC10800.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; JASON'S GIRLFRIEND - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JOEY &amp;amp; EMMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F-pDvDRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/s2HrOaIxNCQ/s1600-h/SDC10775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739955055267090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F-pDvDRI/AAAAAAAAAj8/s2HrOaIxNCQ/s400/SDC10775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;CHINLIK &amp;amp; EMMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9w777BI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Dc6Qg6NqPJE/s1600-h/SDC10774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739939990170642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9w777BI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Dc6Qg6NqPJE/s400/SDC10774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;JASON &amp;amp; EMMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9Ql7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/979cHHuoytg/s1600-h/SDC10773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739931307927314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9Ql7ZxI/AAAAAAAAAjs/979cHHuoytg/s400/SDC10773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EMMO &amp;amp; DERICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9Ka_JvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/hkpJfZh8b_Q/s1600-h/SDC10758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286739929651422962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5F9Ka_JvI/AAAAAAAAAjk/hkpJfZh8b_Q/s400/SDC10758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DERICK &amp;amp; EMMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5Hoa2CIfI/AAAAAAAAAks/zH25b6Ws7-Q/s1600-h/SDC10853.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741772305834482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5Hoa2CIfI/AAAAAAAAAks/zH25b6Ws7-Q/s400/SDC10853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;EMMO &amp;amp; DERICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5HnJ7yEeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xENkM8fhkkw/s1600-h/SDC10847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741750586675682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5HnJ7yEeI/AAAAAAAAAkc/xENkM8fhkkw/s400/SDC10847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5Hmq4ef3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/SbP3yIo58xY/s1600-h/SDC10836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741742251310962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5Hmq4ef3I/AAAAAAAAAkU/SbP3yIo58xY/s400/SDC10836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5HmbP5ZzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/tYE84z4fBaM/s1600-h/SDC10835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286741738054575922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5HmbP5ZzI/AAAAAAAAAkM/tYE84z4fBaM/s400/SDC10835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For more photos, please visit my facebook photos.. =]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;31st December 2008&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;It's the countdown party! and my dreadful day because&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;it's my checkup day at TTSH. hai.. -.-" Thankfully TF went with me to keep me company. =) Mr. Doctor asked me several questions including had I had any weight loss and I said Yes. When the doctor asked me how much and I told him 10kg, he had a total shock and the next question was - You're not starving yourself right? and I said OF CORUSE NOT! -.-" LOL!!! Well, Mr. Doctor said I would need to go for a scope which is considered a kind of operation and the best part - I'm below 21yrs which means I need to get my dad to go down and sign come consent form. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I'm still suffering from bad to worse.. The stupid damn gastric keeps pulling me every now and then and the feeling sucks!!!!! grrr!!! Really cannot stand it anymore!!! ='( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway back to Party On, Singapore @ Downtown East.. Gary Chaw (Cao Ge) and Wu Zhong Ming were here. I have to say Gary is really not that handsome lor. hahaha the other guy better looking. wahahha.. Best thing - I managed to take photos with them!! =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Gary Chaw ( Cao Ge), Grace, Emmeline, Wu Zhong Ming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287845782819348018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWIzuSf-njI/AAAAAAAAAk0/HkMUV2idPGg/s400/n753365866_2284090_8599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I video-ed down the whole countdown segment. hahah and after which took many photos with people around me that I know!!! Here are some of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Countdown Segment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-645dab83792b20a4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D645dab83792b20a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F74DF38AD4F6BD783A86A34B2731BB77F615B1A.3158FE0301CF2F1DA77AD159BFDDB89AF6686E4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D645dab83792b20a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0yHFR-gj5ytPJSb81eeg2HNg5xQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v17.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D645dab83792b20a4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3F74DF38AD4F6BD783A86A34B2731BB77F615B1A.3158FE0301CF2F1DA77AD159BFDDB89AF6686E4A%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D645dab83792b20a4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D0yHFR-gj5ytPJSb81eeg2HNg5xQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The working crew of Party On, Singapore @ Downtown East   D'Marquee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3UJyJ_VI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Hj9DHLDdlgs/s1600-h/311220081170.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849731849583954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3UJyJ_VI/AAAAAAAAAmE/Hj9DHLDdlgs/s400/311220081170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Emmo &amp;amp; Faisal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3TTvha7I/AAAAAAAAAl8/5mVe29kb8us/s1600-h/010120091201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849717343022002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3TTvha7I/AAAAAAAAAl8/5mVe29kb8us/s400/010120091201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The classic JiaWei &amp;amp; Alvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3TSPJOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/vYP6WD4e9eE/s1600-h/010120091199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849716938783362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3TSPJOoI/AAAAAAAAAl0/vYP6WD4e9eE/s400/010120091199.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Alvin &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3S-txW7I/AAAAAAAAAls/7ogcflEjr0c/s1600-h/010120091197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849711698533298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3S-txW7I/AAAAAAAAAls/7ogcflEjr0c/s400/010120091197.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My Senior Manager - Jaena &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2lMXo3vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Y8dTuxv4ncs/s1600-h/010120091194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848925089816306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2lMXo3vI/AAAAAAAAAlc/Y8dTuxv4ncs/s400/010120091194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Emmo &amp;amp; Agnes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2kvb9yoI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qgEh0WM2oDM/s1600-h/010120091190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848917323336322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2kvb9yoI/AAAAAAAAAlU/qgEh0WM2oDM/s400/010120091190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dare Devil Rascal - Din &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2kL-fiOI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lSc-Mh5sos0/s1600-h/010120091188.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848907804477666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2kL-fiOI/AAAAAAAAAlM/lSc-Mh5sos0/s400/010120091188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Brother Barry &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2jnaRHRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CL1ZTydhm3Q/s1600-h/010120091186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848897988861202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2jnaRHRI/AAAAAAAAAlE/CL1ZTydhm3Q/s400/010120091186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Angeyy &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2jQp3zII/AAAAAAAAAk8/a_dOPF2Nz4E/s1600-h/010120091185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287848891880295554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI2jQp3zII/AAAAAAAAAk8/a_dOPF2Nz4E/s400/010120091185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Derick &amp;amp; Emmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287849701825611138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SWI3SZ74hYI/AAAAAAAAAlk/qfNcEvdOrs0/s400/010120091196a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As usual, for more photos please visit my facebook. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;New year, New Beginnings, New look. I rebonded my grassy hair! haha.. after a long consideration though. But it's okay, I like it. =) Anyway sorry for taking this long to update my cobweb blog. wahaha!!!!! tatas..~~ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8819572170816994571?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=645dab83792b20a4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8819572170816994571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8819572170816994571&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8819572170816994571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8819572170816994571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SV5CLEZ_97I/AAAAAAAAAi0/IPcBRAMnCTY/s72-c/211220081099.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5295228373188430838</id><published>2008-12-20T00:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T00:16:07.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yahoo~~!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the weekends!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's my kelong trip tmr!!! =D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't wait!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5295228373188430838?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5295228373188430838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5295228373188430838&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5295228373188430838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5295228373188430838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='finally!!!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7102249845774529537</id><published>2008-12-13T21:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:20:50.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my weak point</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SUO2iCNKZbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mhIANx6SGj8/s1600-h/bootlick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279263884032239026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SUO2iCNKZbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mhIANx6SGj8/s400/bootlick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i just don't know how to lick boots...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7102249845774529537?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7102249845774529537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7102249845774529537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7102249845774529537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7102249845774529537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-weak-point.html' title='my weak point'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SUO2iCNKZbI/AAAAAAAAAgo/mhIANx6SGj8/s72-c/bootlick.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8050129324926807948</id><published>2008-12-03T10:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T22:49:45.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unbearable...</title><content type='html'>monday night i had the most unbearable gastric pain that i had to go to the hospital. I was crying. Damn. Went to hospital at about 10.15pm and reached home only at 1am. Doctor arranged for an appointment with the gastroenterology department. And they called me yesterday afternoon and gave me my appointment date. Wonderful! 31st december. Oh gosh and i have to work on that day!! It's countdown party man! And while in between waiting for my appointment day, doctor gave me medication for 3 full weeks. Oh man! I see the medicine i nearly faint xia. Goodness! It's so much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I really have to take care of this tiny thing called gastric. -.-" it really can kill me.. I nearly died from bearing the pain. Luckily dad is back and he accompanied me to hospital. Otherwise I don't know what I'll do or who I'll call man.. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not been having a good 'end of the year' this time.. everything is so wrong..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you remember what you did or ate 2 weeks ago when the thing is not significant to you? crazy... Some people tried to find fault with me for a function which happened 2 weeks ago almost 3 weeks and wants an answer. like so stupid. anyway it's not my fault its her fault! so c'mon wake up! If you really dislike me and want to pick on me, just come to me straight! don't go one big round. And don't you have a mouth to convey messages yourself? or and you sure have that fast typing fingers to send a nasty e-mail with bombastic words to bomb me so why don't you do it? oh.. maybe you're guilty huh. but i don't think you'll be because to you, the whole world is wrong and only you are right. I'm so sorry. I'm not a boot licker. my tongue is used to taste food, not to lick your boots!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things and 'news' can go on spreading, true and false be it. Sooner or later, the truth will come to light. I don't need anyone to know or recognise the hard work or effort or commitment one puts in. Just know in the heart and appreciate will do. Yet some people just don't even know how to say two simple words - THANK YOU. how unappreciative. It's okay.. just tolerate.. till the time is ripe... the fruit will grow and it'll drop and grow else where! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I can&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I MUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8050129324926807948?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8050129324926807948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8050129324926807948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8050129324926807948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8050129324926807948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/12/unbearable.html' title='unbearable...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6770694387359363335</id><published>2008-11-27T10:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T11:02:13.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is so true!!! (for me)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STORY BEHIND YOUR DATE OF BIRTH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 1st, 10th, 19th, 28th of any month U r number 1.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 2nd, 11th, 20th, 29th of any month then U r number 2... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 3rd, 12th, 21st, 30th of any month then U r number 3... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 4th, 13th, 22nd, 31st of any month then U r number 4... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 5th, 14th, 23rd of any month then U r number 5... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 6th, 15th, 24th of any month then U r number 6... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 7th, 16th, 25th of any month then U r number 7... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 8th,17th,26th of any month then U r number 8... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If U were born on the 9th,18th,27th of any month then U r number 9... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are smart, straight talking, funny, stubborn, hardworking, honest, Jealous on competing basis, kind hearted, angry, friendly, authorities, Famous person...always want to be and regarded as first on people Position, they are often like to be independent, will never be under Others, self confident people! You are most likely to fall in love in the younger age, but will get Marry when you mature! You are likely to have problems with people who have opposite views And you are most likely to take revenge over your Enemies in a long time basis. You are a spender, but you will have a good profession in the future.. If you are guy you will be very popular that everybody will have mental attraction and respect at you. You can go anywhere from! ! the local shop to the heart of the parliament because you are positive and Well talented in numerous issues!! But in your life you will always have some people who will work hard To bring you &amp;amp; your name down. This is undercover!! Coz of your smart behavior you will be hated by some People too.... Your family life is very cool, you will have a very nice partner &amp;amp; Wonderful children... You are pioneer, independent &amp;amp; original... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match is 4,6,8 good match is 3,5,7 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No matter what, you will be loved by every one coz your ruler is the Moon and every one loves the Moon. Well.. You are a person who day dream a lot, You have very low-self confidence, you n! ! eed back up for every move in your life, you Are very much unpredictable. Means you do change according to time and circumstances, Kind a selfish, have a very strong sense of musical, artistic talent, verbal communication. Your attitudes are like the Moon, comes to gloom and fade away so everybody can expect Changes in you. You can be a next Mahatma Gandhi who does peace love or you can be a Hitler who wants to destroy the man kind and peace (I mean in the community and your own home). If you really have a deep thought about your own believe in God you can Feel the difference which will make you stronger! Most of the time your Words are a kind of would be happening true! So without any knowledge You can predict the situation. You will become poets, writers, any Artistic business people! You are not strong in love, so you will be there and here till you get Marry.. If U r a girl you will be a responsible woman in the whole! ! Family. If U r a man you will involve in fights &amp;amp; arguments in the family or Vice-versa. Means you will sacrifice your life for the goodness sake of Your family...You are gentle , intuitive with a broad vision, a power Behind the scenes, well balanced People!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match is 2 ,5 ,9 no other people can put up with you !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a person of hard hearted, selfish most of the times, religious, Loves to climb up in your life. You always tend to have lots of problems Within your family in the early stages but you will put up with everything.. You have the strong word power, pretty happy face.. So wherever you go always You have got what you wanted!!! And from the birth a! ! lways wanted to work hard in order To achieve something.. You will not get Anything without hard work! When you reach a man/ woman age you want other younger Once to listen to you because you want younger people to respect people older than them. You do set so many examples to others. Generally you are not a cool person. It's not easy thing dealing with you. A tough player you are! But once you like someone's attitud! e then here you go, what can I say? It will be a lasting friendship. You always have respect from others. Your life seems to have lots of worries and problems but sure they won't be long.. You will always have brilliant kids!!! You love the money a bit too much so temptation will push you to endless trying and trying.. If you are a guy then it's over. Looking after your family and help friends, so you will spend a life time just being generous and kind (except 21st born men).. And number 3s you will be such an example o! ! f how to be in the culture &amp;amp; life!!! If you are girl then you have good character and culture &amp;amp; hardworking attitude. You always follow. You are a freedom lover, creative, ambition focused, a person who brings beauty , hope &amp;amp; joy to this world!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match 6 ,9. Good match 1 ,3 ,5 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are very stubborn too, very hard working but unlucky in import ant matters in life, very cool, helpful, you have rough word power.. Might put lots of people away from you, you may cause nuisance to others if you are a man, and you often understands others and their problems well. If you are a girl you are very good with studies and arts. If you are a guy you spend most of the time aft! ! er girl friends (almost) at times, you will have sort of too much fun life with mates &amp;amp; girls. Your friends will spend your time &amp;amp; money and get away with their life and you will become empty handed and don't know what to do... So be careful!! You love to spend anyway!!! Your good will is you are always there to help family and friends. Tell you what you people are little gem! s, specially the girls.. You always fall in love in younger age as well. You often live with disappointments, for an example you have got a degree in some thing... but you will be unemployed.. or will do very ordinary jobs. But you will take care of your family very well...All you need to be careful of people who will take advantage of your kind heart. And beware of your relations too.. You are radical, patient, persistent, a bit old-fashioned, you live with foundation &amp;amp; order... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best ! ! Match 1, 8. Good match 5 ,6 , 7 !!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are very popular within the community, you can get things done by just chatting..to even enemies! You have a pretty good business mind, you are often have no-idea what is today is like, or tomorrow is like, you are a person who does anything when your head thinks 'lets do this'. You will be famous if you open up a business, get involve in share dealings, music etc.. Very popular with sense of humor ,you are the one your friends and families will always ask for help, and you are the one actually get money on credit and help your friends. You will have more than 1 relationship, but when u get settle down you will be a bit selfish anyway. Coz your other half will have a pretty good amount of control in you, ! ! be careful! You tend to go for other relationships! Contacts even you are married at times 'coz your popularity.. You are someone who get along with anyone coz the number 5 is the middle number.. Changes &amp;amp; freedom lovers you are! You are an explorer with magic on your face. You learn your life through experience and it's your best teacher!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match 1 ,2 ,9. Good match 6 ,8 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ooopppss..you are born to enjoy.. You don't care about others. I mean you are always want to enjoy your life time, you are a person.. You will be very good in either education or work wise or business management! You are talented, kind (but with only people who you think are nice), very beautiful girls and guys, popular and more than lucky with anything in your lives. All the goodness does come with you. Your mind and body is just made perfect for love. You are lovable by any other numbers. But if you are a number 6 man, you will experience kind of looks from most girls and will involve in more than few relationships until you get married. If you are girl, most of you will get marry/engaged early. You are ! a caring person towards your family &amp;amp; friends . If you miss the half-way mark then you are about to suffer! ! physically and mentally. Generally you will lead a very good inner-home happiness with nothing short of. You are a person of compassion, comfort &amp;amp; fairness, domestic responsibility, good judgment, and after all you can heal this world wounds to make peace for every life coz you have the great power of caring talent to make this world of love one step further... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match 1, 6, 9. Good match 4, 5!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You have got the attraction to anyone out there, you are realistic, very confident, happy, such a talented individual with your education, music, arts, singing, and most import antly acting too. You have real problems with bad temper! If you are a girl, you are popular with the subjects listed above. You give up things for your parents. I mean you value your family status a lot, you will be in the top rank when you reach a certain age. If you are a guy you are popular with girls, you are a very talented too. Most of the number 7s face lots of problems with their marriage life. Only a very few are happy. You have everything in your life, but still always number 7s have some sort of unfullfilness, such worries all their lifetime. It's probably the Lord given you al! l sort of over the standard humans talents and you are about ! ! to suffer in family life. So you need to get ready looking for a partner rather than waiting. If you don't, then you might end-up single. So take care with this issue, ok? You are wonderful, friendly, artistic, happy person.. You are born to contribute lots to this world!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your best match is 2. Good matches are 1,4 !!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You are a very strong personality, there's no one out there will understand you. You are very good at pointing your finger at some thing and say 'this is what'. You are more likely to suffer from the early ages. I mean poverty. If your times are not good you might lose either of your parent and end up looking after your entire family. You often suffer all the way in life. The problems will not allow you to study further, but you will learn the life in a very practical way. You are the one who will fight for justice and may die in the war too. You are normally very reserved with handful of friends and most of the time live life lonely and always prepared to help others. Well. once you get married (which is often late) then your bad lucks will go away a bit and you! u become safe. You will face un-expected problem! ! s such as : the error, government, poisonous animals, accidents. You are some one with great discipline, persistence, courage, strength which will take you to success. You are a great part of a family team. You are a fighter! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Best match 1 ,4, 8. Good match 5 !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Number 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey...you guys are the incompatibles people in the world. You are so strong, physically and mentally... You are often have big-aims. You will work hard and hard to get there. Normally you suffer in the early age from family problems and generally you will have fighting life.. But when you achieve what you have done, it's always a big task you have done! You are so much respected in the community, you are a person who can make a challenge and successfully finish the matter off. You are very naughty in your younger age, often beaten up by your parents and involve in fights and you seemed to have lots of injuries in your life time. But when u grow you become calm and macho type. Love is not an easy matter for you.. You are good in engineering or banking jobs coz people always trust you. Your family life is very good, b! ! ut will have worries over your children.. Your such qualities are humanitarian, patient, very wise &amp;amp; compassionate. You are born to achieve targets and serve every one all equally without any prejudice. You are totally a role model to anybody in the world for a great inspiration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Your Best match 3, 5, 6, 9. Good match 2  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;******************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This is so so true for me!!! As in the descriptions! about match, well I don't know. hahah.. but it seems like the people are there, maybe not mine... =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6770694387359363335?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6770694387359363335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6770694387359363335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6770694387359363335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6770694387359363335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-is-so-true-for-me.html' title='This is so true!!! (for me)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4330200899467950235</id><published>2008-11-26T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:27:49.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MADAGASCAR 2 - ESCAPE 2 AFRICA</title><content type='html'>It WAS a shitty day but MADAGASCAR 2 brightened up my day especially catching it with TF, kx and his gf whom i forgot to ask for her name. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272987184617417090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 109px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 147px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SS1p6CxO6YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Kbvw2sEBecI/s400/madagascar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I need to reflect upon.. 0n what i want exactly.. GAstric haven't been good for more than 2 months. I really need to go for scope.. hopefully by early december, which will be around next week.. hai.. TF heard that?!?! LOL!!! i know you're reading this! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4330200899467950235?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4330200899467950235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4330200899467950235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4330200899467950235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4330200899467950235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/madagascar-2-escape-2-africa.html' title='MADAGASCAR 2 - ESCAPE 2 AFRICA'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SS1p6CxO6YI/AAAAAAAAAgg/Kbvw2sEBecI/s72-c/madagascar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1787541889466589250</id><published>2008-11-25T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T22:20:42.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>libidido..</title><content type='html'>okay. i'm here to talk about how much i've lost. I've lost more than 10kg over 2 months - due to my damned gastric problems. Some say it's good, but I say it's bad because I lost weight due to sickness!! =/ But physically I really lost alot, to the extend I have colleague who thought I was pregnant and went to ask Angeline "eh Emmeline give birth already is it?" I was like WTF?!?!?!? can't be that bad bah?!! LOL!! but anyway, I've really become so much slimmer, slimmer than before I became fatter. LOL! I could even wear my working skirts size L!! LOL! back then was L(but very tight) so XL was comfy. Now the L is comfy! LOL!! blah blah blah.. But like what horsie said, physically look good but mentally and health not good also not good. LOL!! ya man.. I have to maintain, or be better!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn sad!!! I lost my stack of passport photos which includes photos of TF, buddee and my family!!! =( Hopefully someone will return, though I do not have addresss written but photo says it. And I've made a report to Comfort thinking I could have dropped it in the cab when I went home after visiting 24hrs clinic on last Friday night. That damned 24hrs clinic cost me $60 before mecdication and $81 after medication!!! goodness!!! ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were nights when the wind was so cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That my body froze in bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I just listened to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Right outside the window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were days when the sun was so cruel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That all the tears turned to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I just knew my eyes were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Drying up forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I finished crying in the instant that you left&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I can't remember where or when or how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I banished every memory you and I had ever made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But when you touch me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And you hold me like thatI just have to admit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When I touch you like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I hold you like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's so hard to believe but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were moments of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And there were flashes of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were things I'd never do again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But then they'd always seemed right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was more than any laws allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I kiss you like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you whisper like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was lost long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you want me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you need me like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was dead long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's so hard to resist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can barely recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were those empty threats and hollow lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And whenever you tried to hurt me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I just hurt you even worse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And so much deeper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were hours that just went on for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When alone at last we'd count up all the chances&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;That were lost to us forever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But you were history with the slamming of the door&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I made myself so strong again somehow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And I never wasted any of my time on you since then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But if I touch you like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if you kiss me like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was so long ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you touch me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And if I kiss you like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was gone with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were moments of gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And there were flashes of light&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were things we'd never do again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But then they'd always seemed right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was more than all your laws allow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Baby, Baby, Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you touch me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And when you hold me like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was gone with the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you see me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And when I see you like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Then we see what we want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The flesh and the fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can barely recall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If you forgive me all this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If I forgive you all that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We forgive and forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And it's all coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When you see me like this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And when I see you like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We see just what we want to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The flesh and the fantasies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All coming back to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1787541889466589250?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1787541889466589250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1787541889466589250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1787541889466589250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1787541889466589250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/libidido.html' title='libidido..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1954522884781264596</id><published>2008-11-23T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T22:53:11.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tolerance</title><content type='html'>i think god is testing my level of tolerance, to give me that woman to tolerate with. dammit. she's damn unprofessional - to hang up on me and to draw lines and to malign me! that's the thing i hate most! shit man. At least i know im good. better off than her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people just got no eyes to see. just because im young for my age, they deem im not good enough for an advancement. I'm fine with it. because i never wanted an advancement, though it was my manager's decision. But at least I know that people do not see the staff's capability and ability but it whether they like you or not. Sorry I'm not a boot licker nor someone who knows how to curry favour, thus, I lose out here. But at least I'm true. Not like that who are hypocrites and double faced. disgusting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being bullied at work is not a good thing to tolerate but my tolerance level is higher than what they expect. I may cry but I'll still tolerate. wait till the day comes and the truth will come to light. Don't play a fool!! I may be small and weak on the inside but I'm strong on the outside!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1954522884781264596?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1954522884781264596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1954522884781264596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1954522884781264596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1954522884781264596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/tolerance.html' title='tolerance'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4200631112727133435</id><published>2008-11-17T22:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:30:22.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unexpected...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is so unexpected...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cousin of mine, who is just one year older than me, is diagnosed with throat cancer 2nd stage. My gosh. I was so shocked to know that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are leaving, one by one. It's so scary at times to think of that. How it feels when you know you're about to die? Gosh. I tried asking myself. I can't answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wonder.. Should I wait or should I not. I'm really useless and stupid and foolish...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My decision is made and told. I shall stick to my decision. Time to look for another one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4200631112727133435?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4200631112727133435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4200631112727133435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4200631112727133435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4200631112727133435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/unexpected.html' title='unexpected...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8779343225701644193</id><published>2008-11-09T14:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:47:02.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you sang to me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the while you were in front of me I never realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You Sang to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was kinda 'history repeating' feeling when whb told me that buddee thought I'm angry with him. -.-" I was like 'again?!' *sigh* Anyway I've talked to buddee about this. I'd never be angry with him. It'll only be upset - especially when he keeps thinking I'm angry with him when I'm totally not! Whatever.... Anyways I give my blessgins to them. One my buddee, one my junior my girl. FuSheng and HuiBing. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;anyway, i've made my decision, and am quite sticking to it no matter what, unless the major change is really taking place then maybe i'll reconsider. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another history repeating. haha.. but sometimes people just think too highly of themselves already la. No one is indispensable. even the president can be replaced. whats more other people? It's just another stupid childish game you're playing that someone else have played before. dumb.. wake up boy.. you're still not grown up..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway.. I feel that mantally straining is more than the physical tiredness. It's true.. you cant even absorb, cant even think. thats what i'm going through nowadays.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can someone please give me some anti-stress pills? or just make me meet my laughter biscuit at least once a week i think it should be fine..=X i miss that laughter biscuit man. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i have to sleep now before my eyes become even worse! ='(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gosh.. its nothing happy all these whiles. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8779343225701644193?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8779343225701644193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8779343225701644193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8779343225701644193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8779343225701644193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/11/you-sang-to-me.html' title='you sang to me..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4106833985504451742</id><published>2008-10-24T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T22:44:19.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17th October 2008 (Friday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;On 17th October 2008(Friday), my beloved grandmother left us all to reunite with her husband in the other world, after 13years.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The first time, I come in contact with a dead body. She's so cold. Motionless. The thought of it just makes me tear. I held her hand, but I didn't feel her grip. I looked at her, talked to her, but she didn't respond to me. Before she's being pushed off for coroner's check, I gave her a kiss on her forehead and said 'byebye', like I always do when I bid her goodbye in the Hospital. Until now, I just cannot believe she have left us, totally. I really miss her.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt regretful, for I actually had the chance to see her for the last time, but due to some reasons, I delayed the time I had to go to the hospital, and by the time i reached the Hospital, I was 10 minutes late to see her for the last time...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Time is really precious. Even one second can make a difference. Moreover it's 10 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her funeral/wake is over. Last day on Tuesday, the critical day. The day we would totally not see her anymore. The feeling - indescribable. Even when burning the incense papers, I know she's still physically around and I still talked to her, looked at her. Changing her water for washing up every morning. Making sure the joss sticks doesn't burn out and what so ever. I tried to be strong but at times I really could not control. I wasn't even prepared to be praying at her. The thought of it, really feels like a sharp needle piercing through my heart. Though I wasn't close to her before she had stroke, but during her time when she was bed ridden after she was down with stroke, I did my part to take care of her. Getting to know more about her medical condition so that when help is needed, I can do my part. Keeping her happy, visiting her frequently especially when she's in the Hospital, to the extend, some nurses and other visitors thought she was my mother as seldom would people see grandchildren visiting their grandparents alone and late at night, looking after her and accompanying her. Now I want to do more is also too late. Cremation was the most difficult part, for I know, I'll never get to see her again, not physically. The part when I see her coffin being pushed in for cremataion by an automated machine, the feeling was like - I know she's leaving us totally, and that I'll never get to see her again. That was the part that hurt the most......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanna thank all my friends, colleagues, relatives who helped contributed. 有心了。And also friends who were there for me and helped me in any way especially Jessie, Angeline, ChinLik, Ryan, Derick, Salim, buddee FuSheng, TF and Allisson. 大家有心了。&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I extended my leave for the whole week for certain things had happened and I do not wish to say it here. However, I just would like to take a break from everything.. I took a walk in Pasir Ris Park - Alone. Enjoying the breeze and looking at happy families and couples together... So envious...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another 2 days and I have to be back to work. Time flies.. Unbeliveable. But this is reality. She's gone for exactly one week as of today..I even faced diffuculty typing this entry as I don't know how to describe the feelings and I'm still crying at the same time. I really miss her...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Ma ma, I miss you a lot. Hope you are well and okay and have reunited with Ye Ye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Be happy and bless the family with your love. You are free from your suffering and hope you are enjoying life with Ye Ye now. Take Care..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4106833985504451742?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4106833985504451742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4106833985504451742&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4106833985504451742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4106833985504451742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/10/17th-october-2008-friday.html' title='17th October 2008 (Friday)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7799440726338357270</id><published>2008-10-14T22:44:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T00:20:59.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update of my life..</title><content type='html'>it's time to update a little on my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been really much better in my heaven.. I really can't remember when was the last time i felt like this already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;So relaxed, so carefree, worry-less..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I laugh any way I liked. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Laughed out all the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Party like no one cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Have fun like the world is mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~But..i kinda miss them. =X *sighs* ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading a book called 'Happiness in a Nutshell' and one of the pages says this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Life goes like this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;We get hit by little pebbles - as a kind of warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;When we ignore the pebbles, we get hit by a brick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ignore the brick and we get wiped out by a boulder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;If we are honest, we can see where we have ignored the warning signs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;And then we have the nerve to say:"Why me?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Loving people means giving then the freedom to be who they choose to be and where they choose to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Love is allowing people to be in your life out of choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;To find, you have to seek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;If you have lost your life direction, you probably won't find it between drinks at the local bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Give yourself a break, give yourself some time and space to examine what counts for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;********************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Makes sense doesn't it? Beautiful isn't it? =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes I'm still quite confused. I don't know what exactly I want. Now that I'm in heaven, I feel something missing. I liked the happiness I'm having. I have the freedom, carefree-ness, partiful life. Quite a few people had contributed to these. Jessie and friends, Jiabao and friends, TF, Angeline&amp;amp;Xavier, FuSheng and Friends, Ryan, Derick, My Aunt Joanne and family.. I don't know how am I suppose to thank them for helping me. Certain things might have happened, but I've got through it. and I felt happier. To know the truth and also to know I'm more important and known. I've made changes to myself during this time. I've become more daring, in terms of dressing myself up and being the pretty me. I've put on make up, to look younger, to hide my panda eyes and to look prettier. I've become more focused. I've slowly learned to let go. I've got through quite a few things.. I've become a better person..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Coming Saturday is buddee FuSheng's BirthDATE! =) I'm so looking forward to it. and I've managed to arrange something out with my manager so that I can have both sides of the world. hahah. For my buddee.. =) I'll definitely be there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also, TF's day also coming. When it comes to our birthdays, it always makes me laugh because we owe each other 3 years of presents. LOL! and we know what it is. hahaha.. =) TF! I'm still waiting!!!!! I was chatting with him some time ago and some things he told me, really touched me a lot. The extra mile he did for me. The times he was there for me. No words could describe the thankfulness I have for him. The one who never fails to bring the smile on me. The one who was always there for me. 3 years.. I'll never forget what he said. Friendship don't count by the number of years, it counts by the heart. =) It's our hearts that counts. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Loves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Emmeline&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7799440726338357270?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7799440726338357270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7799440726338357270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7799440726338357270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7799440726338357270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/10/update-of-my-life.html' title='update of my life..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2301790921829303475</id><published>2008-10-12T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T21:36:20.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miracle....</title><content type='html'>I went to visit my miracle doctor on Thursday.. at Ang Mo Kio.. It was like 10 years ago since i last visited that clinic. LOL it's my childhood doctor. hahah.. hey do not have my records anymore when I went there. LOL!  10 years already man! LOL! BUT!!! the receptionist and the Doctor still can remember me!!!! LOL!!! OMG that goes to shoe that my features really never change. LOL!!! well, miracle doctor gave me medication which was really miracle. She told me to take the medication first den go and eat normal food but of course not too large a portion la. and i did so. MIRACULOUSLY i did not vomit!!! but... i tried a few times not taking the medication and went to eat, and i vomitted. I do not want to rely on the medication. But it seems like i have to have my medication before i have my meal otherwise i will vomit. goodness gracious.. so damn sad... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hearing many people's experience with gastric and going for scope and people asking me to go for scope.. which i'm so afraid of.. =( Should i go for scope?? =S hai.. i'm really scared!!!! =X oh gosh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2301790921829303475?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2301790921829303475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2301790921829303475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2301790921829303475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2301790921829303475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/10/miracle.html' title='miracle....'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3140605137309115286</id><published>2008-10-06T20:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T20:47:44.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad bad...</title><content type='html'>It's horrible.. My gastric is giving me problems for close to a month already! and it got worst! I vomitted my dinner on Wednesday night and took a long time to decide to go to the doctor on thursday morning. Doctor diagnosed Gastric Flu.. -.-" gave me medication but didn't work. because i vomit my lunch after taking my medicine. -.-" den night time after dinner took medicine still felt nauseating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday morning went to work, had very light breakfast still vomitted again. Had light lunch still vomitted. went back to doctor after lunch and doctor tells me ' you have to go on clear fluids now. just like on drips. you can even forget abotu porridge or noodles already. just plain clear fluids' and she gave me a list of drinks that i can only take which out of it mostly i dont like except for water. So i was still a smart alec on friday night to still pinch on some food which i still vomitted after eating and i gave up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat anything on saturday and sunday. well, actually i was too hungry on sunday so i took a white bread bit by bit. was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i thought since i didnt eat for 2 days and yester i took bread was okay, i thought i can eat. Had fish soup and vomitted again after that. hai... i gave up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i need to 'fast', totally FAST another few days. omg.. i'm like so so so hungry la!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i still don't get well, i'll need to go back to the doctor and she'll have to recommend me to go for scope. OH MY GOD!! i'd never want that!!! ='( how to get well?? sigh... why don't just let me go hospital! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;back track a little to Saturday...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My cute miss dearest warmest cousin Jiabao. Somehow 'arranged' a 'match-making' session date for me. -.-" Well not exactly though. This guy by the name of Stanley, is actually Lucas's friend. We went out all together a few times. First time was like 2 CNY ago. LOL!! I'll never forget that night because this guy gave me a shock. further details shall not be disclosed here. hahah. anyway she made us go out together, just two of us, for a movie at TM. we watched Eagle Eyes. Well, he's quite a nice guy, but also a very shy one. haha =X well. i'm also a little though. cos don't really talk much also. The whole thing was very funny la. After movie went to cheers to get my wonder drink 100plus to quench my thirst and hunger and energy. and jiabao and lucas came to meet us outside cheers. The most wonderful thing i came to find otu was - Jiabao and Lucas was actualyl just sitting DIRECTLY BEHIND US IN THE CINEMA!!! -.-" goodness gracious. what a nice wonderful cousin she is right? =) -.-" but still i enjoyed myself la.. and of course will look forward to more. =X heehee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*******************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday night went to my Aunt's house to celebrate my Grandmother's 70th Birthday, Mother's side. blah blah blah.. den went to  meet up with buddee Fusheng and friends. =) had a nice chat with them la. like gathering. My buddee's birthday is coming.. 18th oct.. after that will be TF's.. haha.. thinking about birthday for TF and me will be so funny. only we know what's going on. RIGHT TF?!?!?! ahaha... whatever nonsense you're gonna say again.... my neck is getting long!!! beware i may die anytime so stop keeping me waiting.. thank you ! haha....~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************************************&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3140605137309115286?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3140605137309115286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3140605137309115286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3140605137309115286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3140605137309115286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/10/bad-bad-bad.html' title='bad bad bad...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-9189933859267485356</id><published>2008-09-28T14:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:11:57.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>classically, randomly</title><content type='html'>Randomly, i just want to post this two photos i saw and burst out laughing freaking like mad. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Introducing my good boy models(from left):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;WoonKiat, SongGuan,RoyChua,FaiSal,SamSon,SteVen&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8dphOsWiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KBafZPCTfx8/s1600-h/1_279407186l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948289669126690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8dphOsWiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KBafZPCTfx8/s400/1_279407186l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8dp0azBXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WRHKcOTMFJw/s1600-h/1_405669905l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250948294820169074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8dp0azBXI/AAAAAAAAAbI/WRHKcOTMFJw/s400/1_405669905l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember how freaking long ago is this man - Faisal was still Orange and Sammy boy still around!!! LOL! have fun laughing!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And some time ago..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exF14hhI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/wtTGkzAAheU/s1600-h/190108-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949519267890706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exF14hhI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/wtTGkzAAheU/s400/190108-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exWyczGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MB3I8yJwCIk/s1600-h/190108-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949523816893538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exWyczGI/AAAAAAAAAbY/MB3I8yJwCIk/s400/190108-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exV7wpvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GwUD4OaNknY/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949523587507954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exV7wpvI/AAAAAAAAAbg/GwUD4OaNknY/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;The first official staff party. =) in 2007&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exjJn33I/AAAAAAAAAbo/-51QcLD01xg/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949527135313778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8exjJn33I/AAAAAAAAAbo/-51QcLD01xg/s400/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not an alcoholic, just auctioned one bottle of chivas for my crew. =) - for the fun of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8expe9TXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2NI1Xu1M6gs/s1600-h/DSC00296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250949528835411314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8expe9TXI/AAAAAAAAAbw/2NI1Xu1M6gs/s400/DSC00296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-9189933859267485356?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/9189933859267485356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=9189933859267485356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9189933859267485356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9189933859267485356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/classically-randomly.html' title='classically, randomly'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8dphOsWiI/AAAAAAAAAbA/KBafZPCTfx8/s72-c/1_279407186l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-294458441358876111</id><published>2008-09-28T13:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:43:38.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day with aunt joanne and evan. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no much words, just pictures will do the talking for me. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aunt Joanne, My Evan and me =).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y44YVPkI/AAAAAAAAAao/aAWL0bZZUHk/s1600-h/a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943056023469634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y44YVPkI/AAAAAAAAAao/aAWL0bZZUHk/s400/a6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y5N06HbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bvVLk-kKs3U/s1600-h/a7.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943061780471218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y5N06HbI/AAAAAAAAAaw/bvVLk-kKs3U/s400/a7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y5I190sI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VpNEzxX-JTw/s1600-h/a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250943060442731202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y5I190sI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VpNEzxX-JTw/s400/a8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyNW0mBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/C9-WDbYoygs/s1600-h/a1.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942941395195922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyNW0mBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/C9-WDbYoygs/s400/a1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyEujM0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/lF6MjcBPUo0/s1600-h/a2.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942939078800194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyEujM0I/AAAAAAAAAaI/lF6MjcBPUo0/s400/a2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyMvM4yI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4P_7MfO_DWs/s1600-h/a3.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942941229015842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyMvM4yI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/4P_7MfO_DWs/s400/a3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyK8uBgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UbzCdTlA-PE/s1600-h/a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942940748842498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyK8uBgI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UbzCdTlA-PE/s400/a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyXXHmmI/AAAAAAAAAag/LWDVcxCzHQY/s1600-h/a5.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250942944080796258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8YyXXHmmI/AAAAAAAAAag/LWDVcxCzHQY/s400/a5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;another fun-filled day. Going to the arcade to play once in a while is good. it brings laughter, fun and helps to relieve stress. I did.. =) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-294458441358876111?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/294458441358876111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=294458441358876111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/294458441358876111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/294458441358876111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/another-day-with-aunt-joanne-and-evan.html' title='another day with aunt joanne and evan. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN8Y44YVPkI/AAAAAAAAAao/aAWL0bZZUHk/s72-c/a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3805591623051320601</id><published>2008-09-27T09:15:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T10:55:30.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BirthDATE to the Most Un-Identical TWINS for the lifetime! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright.. i'm here to blog about my first courageous visit to ZOUK on Wednesday 24th September 2008 ( Wednesday) which is also MAMBO NIGHT! it was all along my wish to go ZOUK to see their MAMBO JAMBO NIGHT but everytime i had a chance to go, my gut feeling always pull me down - telling me if i go, something bad will happen to me. For I don't know what reason, this time i plucked up my courage to go. Sounds weird but ya it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Zouk was GREAT! I totally enjoyed myself, or rather, WE totally enjoyed OURSELVES!! =D It was the YIPS @ ZOUK! LOL! Jiabao, Carmen, Daniel and Emmo! the cousins! LOL!! We had joy, we had fun, we had everything within the lights and music!! Everyone was dancing to the Mambo steps and none of us know the steps here! So, we did all kinds of nonsense, creating our own stupid steps and carmen teaching us her signature hamster dance! LOL! we all moooooved to the music and groooved together! haha.. it was totalyl hilarious. especially when we were thinking what steps to move and stuffs like that, all kinda of nonsense came out. LOL! The steps we had were literally the lyrics, more cock than mambo steps. LOL!!!! But nevertheless, we enjoyed ourselves totally! It was the first time we all go clubbing together, my first time, and also Daniel's first time! I couldn't believe all of us was so spontaneous! LOL! we danced together! LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reason partly for going - it's the incredibly Un-identical Twins Birthday!! on the 25th sept.. hahhaa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Carmen &amp;amp; emmo! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515921344759362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UaXtJhkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jI_d8jjAtTs/s400/DSC00933.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emmo &amp;amp; jiabao! =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UaQxpVhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Lq-z8k4o3lU/s1600-h/DSC00934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515919484573202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UaQxpVhI/AAAAAAAAAYo/Lq-z8k4o3lU/s400/DSC00934.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emmo &amp;amp; daniel! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515924244558418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Uaigg8lI/AAAAAAAAAYw/YEXERa_ZD_c/s400/DSC00938.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the YIPS @ ZOUK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UatgHccI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P9VUCHixrag/s1600-h/DSC00940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515927195677122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UatgHccI/AAAAAAAAAY4/P9VUCHixrag/s400/DSC00940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Ua9lJTRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/TAhfcXJDgF4/s1600-h/25092008508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515931511737618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Ua9lJTRI/AAAAAAAAAZA/TAhfcXJDgF4/s400/25092008508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tze88ouI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3RzxU0Pw_AM/s1600-h/25092008506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515253275173602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tze88ouI/AAAAAAAAAX4/3RzxU0Pw_AM/s400/25092008506.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emmo &amp;amp; Carmen outside ZOUK =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2TzhMcU-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/G4MdmTAYM2k/s1600-h/25092008513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515253877036002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2TzhMcU-I/AAAAAAAAAYA/G4MdmTAYM2k/s400/25092008513.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; The YIPS Outside of ZOUK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tz5gbeHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xhe98Gd6iOY/s1600-h/25092008514.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515260403316850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tz5gbeHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xhe98Gd6iOY/s400/25092008514.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; In da zouk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2T0Lufq6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/MsyhWovKiZw/s1600-h/DSC00927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515265294150562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2T0Lufq6I/AAAAAAAAAYY/MsyhWovKiZw/s400/DSC00927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most classic one. hahah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tz8t84dI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4kfY2noZu0Y/s1600-h/DSC00923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250515261265338834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2Tz8t84dI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/4kfY2noZu0Y/s400/DSC00923.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After zouk, Jiabao and I was supposed to go Sun Tanning the next morning but... she couldn't wake up. LOL!!! so we went to ehub! for movie and fun! =D First it was MAMMA-MIA! woots! this movie is just WONDERFULLLL!!! I guess the couple beside us must be annoyed because we were singing along almost ALL the songs!! we really enjoyed it! =D haha. like our concert. LOL! ABBA is my all-time favorite man. LOL! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250526165840674210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2durbTvaI/AAAAAAAAAZI/XsZK48dZn2c/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After MAMMA-MIA, i brought her to GO!GO!BALL! game! LOL! we had fun man! hahaha.. throwing balls all over again. LOL the next best way to vent your frustrations and anger on, beside hitting someone. LOL! After games, it's photos time!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2ey0wK24I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ngy18hEUj10/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527336575196034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2ey0wK24I/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Ngy18hEUj10/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqDn9hNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nXbcUmjFSXc/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527185948476626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqDn9hNI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/nXbcUmjFSXc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqG870yI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cOsH5rDaNqY/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527186841752354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqG870yI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cOsH5rDaNqY/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i realised I wrote the wrong chinese word! it was supposed to be PIG not HUNT. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqTxFBtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TjVJCI52GpU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527190281684690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqTxFBtI/AAAAAAAAAZg/TjVJCI52GpU/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqoVLQFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cNR0SF-5UfQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527195801796690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqoVLQFI/AAAAAAAAAZo/cNR0SF-5UfQ/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqgiyRdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8YPuPllSSNY/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250527193711396306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2eqgiyRdI/AAAAAAAAAZw/8YPuPllSSNY/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THAT'S ALL FOLKS.....!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3805591623051320601?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3805591623051320601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3805591623051320601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3805591623051320601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3805591623051320601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/alright.html' title='Happy BirthDATE to the Most Un-Identical TWINS for the lifetime! =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SN2UaXtJhkI/AAAAAAAAAYg/jI_d8jjAtTs/s72-c/DSC00933.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7023107566821835414</id><published>2008-09-23T21:25:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:39:36.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a whole new world..</title><content type='html'>it's a new heaven to be in. I can't remember when was the last time i felt so comfortable already. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, like what Jessie says, not to turn back anymore. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some pics to update. been meeting up with jiabao recently and we went to somewhere, den went to DTE (-.-") outside my office to relac, chat and hug. hahhaha!!! =X really. we hugged. LOL! i remembered the first time i hugged her was when she had some trouble and she was crying - first time i see her cry till like that and the moment she saw me, she immediately came forward and hugged me. haha.. This time it was the opposite. She returned me that hug. only thing i didn't go up to her and cry and hug her, cos we were just sitting beside each other. We were chatting about stuffs and i started to cry - she gave me the warmest, dearest hug i've ever gotten... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;In my office. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJJ8mhgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mWSVxXeBl_k/s1600-h/DSC00900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209405779904002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJJ8mhgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mWSVxXeBl_k/s400/DSC00900.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJGC51QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PMgCOPN9P7M/s1600-h/DSC00906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209404732593410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJGC51QI/AAAAAAAAAXI/PMgCOPN9P7M/s400/DSC00906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJURTafI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QHk688a7SnE/s1600-h/DSC00907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209408551086578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJURTafI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/QHk688a7SnE/s400/DSC00907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Outside my office..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJoK1CUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/95QopwYqwCI/s1600-h/DSC00912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209413892639042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJoK1CUI/AAAAAAAAAXY/95QopwYqwCI/s400/DSC00912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwKA9jx2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/V-XQD88SjhU/s1600-h/DSC00915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209420547868514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwKA9jx2I/AAAAAAAAAXg/V-XQD88SjhU/s400/DSC00915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwdkP9DeI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OjvpXQT6GUQ/s1600-h/DSC00921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209756437777890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwdkP9DeI/AAAAAAAAAXo/OjvpXQT6GUQ/s400/DSC00921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwdkyJgnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-UogNPY0XHc/s1600-h/DSC00922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249209756581200498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwdkyJgnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/-UogNPY0XHc/s400/DSC00922.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I guess it's true what people say - that my photos are all cut and paste. LOOK AT MY ALL THE SAME SMILES!!!! LOL! like my trademark. haha.. someone ever said i looked like those yellow faced smile with the teeth =D -.-" LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THATS ALL FOLKS...!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7023107566821835414?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7023107566821835414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7023107566821835414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7023107566821835414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7023107566821835414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/whole-new-world.html' title='a whole new world..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNjwJJ8mhgI/AAAAAAAAAXA/mWSVxXeBl_k/s72-c/DSC00900.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6483586174276947016</id><published>2008-09-22T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T19:03:31.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ironic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the start of a new day..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a new life? hopefully.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He told me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let nature take its course. Whatever you decide to do, just go ahead and do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5 weeks later, come back to visit me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5 weeks later, I'll go back to visit you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6483586174276947016?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6483586174276947016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6483586174276947016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6483586174276947016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6483586174276947016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/ironic.html' title='ironic'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8903191120788169261</id><published>2008-09-21T01:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:35:29.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the decision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've decided.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I will be happier.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8903191120788169261?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8903191120788169261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8903191120788169261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8903191120788169261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8903191120788169261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/decision.html' title='the decision'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5893335649906807208</id><published>2008-09-20T14:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T14:53:01.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun, aches and love. =)</title><content type='html'>woo.. i did not meet the horsie yesterday cos last minute he couldn't make it. =( anyway i had my fun-filled Wednesday when my Aunt Joanne came to DTE to find me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went for lunch, den went to arcade and played our hearts out! even took photo stickers!! =D haha. it's so cute la! LOL! played the go!go! ball and threw the balls everywhere, LOL! played those ticketed machines and win tickets to change things for her two rascals. heehee. and she caught me a Tweety Bird! =D wootS!!! It's been so long since I felt so happy.. After that, we went to watch movie. It was my first movie with her as well. Watched Wall-E. heehee. it's sooooo cute.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrJL1r1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/E09M3GDC5qg/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990631295725394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrJL1r1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/E09M3GDC5qg/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrZ9FgUI/AAAAAAAAAV4/iPyH_Q-ZlCE/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990635797250370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrZ9FgUI/AAAAAAAAAV4/iPyH_Q-ZlCE/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990636877551410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrd-plzI/AAAAAAAAAWA/IqbyZW4IGhY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrrO-JfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lb0dJB0GVHI/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990640435668466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrrO-JfI/AAAAAAAAAWI/lb0dJB0GVHI/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrqrB4LI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fltv5Es7sWE/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990640284917938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrqrB4LI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/fltv5Es7sWE/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb6016oDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/U7X6bw5vAfw/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990900712972338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb6016oDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/U7X6bw5vAfw/s400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb7MJFGaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Sy7k9-8qn8o/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990906967366050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb7MJFGaI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Sy7k9-8qn8o/s400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb7XiH55I/AAAAAAAAAWo/UhWow8F5fJw/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247990910025197458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSb7XiH55I/AAAAAAAAAWo/UhWow8F5fJw/s400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I know after looking at the photos, the whole world will tell me ' you sure she's your auntie?!?!?!' LOL! -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The silliest photo of mine.. with the tweety bird she caught. =)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSc8l09l6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/rSIs1d4r4Hg/s1600-h/17092008441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247992030553806754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSc8l09l6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/rSIs1d4r4Hg/s400/17092008441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;RANDOMLY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I look so much younger right? =D the power of light make up. LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247992026443549762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSc8WhADEI/AAAAAAAAAWw/dsNcSKkiBOo/s400/17092008440.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5893335649906807208?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5893335649906807208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5893335649906807208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5893335649906807208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5893335649906807208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/fun-aches-and-love.html' title='fun, aches and love. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SNSbrJL1r1I/AAAAAAAAAVw/E09M3GDC5qg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4540687723817400535</id><published>2008-09-14T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T20:16:54.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been a while..</title><content type='html'>closing quote for the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life must be measured by faults and actions, not by time..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been keeping myself as busy as possible, luckily with the help of Aunt Joanne, TF, Jiabao, Jessie and work. -.-' Found a way out.. thanks to Jiabao.. what it is, I shall not say here.. soon some people will know. whatever it is, I'll be safe la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;some funnies......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're so fat that your belt is the equator..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're so fat that when you bring your pregnant wife to the doctor, he gave you the ultrasound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're so smelly that when your mum gave birth to you, the doctor thought she had diarrhea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;You're so ugly that when your mum dumped you on the streets she got a ticket for littering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the classic:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Children in the front seat can cause accidents, Accidents in the back seat can cause CHILDREN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Laugh Out Loud!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not having good gastric man.. since last week, I could not even finish my normal portion of food. Eating less than half of one bowl/plate is amazing isn't it. Having two meals or sometimes even just ONE a day! Go on this way and I might one day faint...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work: I'm being invited to attend a Tea Session with the CEO of NTUC CLUB-my company.. God knows what it's about. Anyway I'm still not sure if I'm able to attend yet cause I'm working.. maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These few days helping out TF to source for hotels for wedding dinner. No worries. Not ours since we're not even an item. -.-" It's for his brother =) CONGRATS! haha.. I tell him : don't know is your brother getting married or my brother getting married.. LOL! and his reply was " kawan mah..." ahahahha... that's 'friend' translated in Malay. =D yea. the TF. =) It's a way to thank him for helping me out too la. and and and - WE'RE GOING BATAM AGAIN END OF THIS YEAR!!!!! now this is a promise TF! you better don't give me aeroplanes anymore. I had too many of yours already. What about my treat? are you gonna keep me waiting? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;just let me slip away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4540687723817400535?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4540687723817400535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4540687723817400535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4540687723817400535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4540687723817400535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-been-while.html' title='it&apos;s been a while..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1676395865686294024</id><published>2008-09-12T00:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:32:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost...</title><content type='html'>once again i was totally lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i find myself plucking up the courage to go out alone just to think things through.. i find myself sitting at the void deck near my house, crying, not knowing what to do.. I'm very thankful to having people around me who cares about me, being with me at my lowest point - Jiabao, Jessie and TF. I've caused them to worry about me, not wanting to go home, nowhere to go either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, I haven't stayed home to sleep. Been out.. just don't want to go home.. too many things happened.. too vexed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to thank them for being there.. for brightening up my day.. for being with me throughout these few days, especially TF and Jiabao..  There's nothing much i can do to thank them enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randomly, I'm meeting the horsie next friday! =D wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need to improve. I'm too an introvert to my personal things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; such that when things happen, it's too late.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will be happier, I'll try.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1676395865686294024?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1676395865686294024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1676395865686294024&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1676395865686294024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1676395865686294024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/lost.html' title='lost...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4517044499127693059</id><published>2008-09-04T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T23:46:35.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what hurts the most&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is being so close&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm having so much to say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yet i'm watching you walk away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4517044499127693059?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4517044499127693059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4517044499127693059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4517044499127693059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4517044499127693059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4436757400014734647</id><published>2008-09-03T13:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:14:27.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>down down down..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know everyone's waiting for damn long for my brithday post.  Ignore the date of that post cos I changed it. hahahaha... actually i just published it. hehehee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haven't been good these days. because of the same thigns as usual, just getting from bad to worst. really cannot take it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and I know I haven't been myself much lately either. well, just don't feel good la.. waiting for the time to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a handful of my close ones are encouraging me on two things,one is to move out, the other is a secret. =x well. I don't know.. moving out is more on the AGREE side but the other..... still thinking thoroughly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4436757400014734647?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4436757400014734647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4436757400014734647&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4436757400014734647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4436757400014734647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/09/down-down-down.html' title='down down down..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3345647559749479428</id><published>2008-08-18T00:00:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:09:23.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthDATE to Miss Emmeline - myself. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Recently, I have been given a new name - emmosauraus... -.-" it's a combination of 'emmo' and 'dinosaur' duhs! thanks to my PIG bro..has begun.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This time a started a little more special. After not celebrating my birthday for 5 years, I've finally decided to celebrate it this year, partly to make it as a gathering as well. =) There's one main person I want to thank because this person helped me to almost everything in making it a success one!! and that is non other than my chef - DerickSoh! LOL!! he helped me to buy most of the food(of course I went along to help to take the things la..) and that includes in marinating it! Still I also helped to do some of the preparation like for the corn, sweet potatoes, baby potatoes and preperations before the start of the bbq la. hahahah.. =x and his oh gosh Curry chicken is just wonderful!! =D I'm so lucky to have a chef to help me. heehee.. and of course not forgetting my cute wonderful PIG bro - BARRY! he helped me to cook the staple food - Fried Rice and Fried Noodles.. =) wee.. and also helped to do most of the bbq-ing on the first night. Second night was done by Chef Soh. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The first night had more people because I invited my family members/relatives and also my secondary school friends! =) Thanks FuSheng, Melvin, Xavier, Geraldine(xavier), Jeramy, Terry, BenLau, SongMing, ChuanXun, Geraldine Tan, Theng(geraldine bf), BiLing, HuiYing, Amelia, QingDian, Alan, ZhenZhong, Qianyi, ShiHui, JiaBao &amp;amp; Family, Aunt Madeline &amp;amp; Family, Aunt Joanne &amp;amp; BIG Family - for turning up =) It really made my day.. and it's been such a LLLLlllooooOOOOOnnnnNNNNNgggGGGGGGG time since i last received so many presents and gifts that I don't even have space to put in the cupboard.! LOL! but I'm very happy still. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks FuSheng and gang for the seven dwarfs and the pencil holder! It's just sooo cute! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530871784887874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaNkVJuVkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZSvDLekt2bs/s400/19082008333.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks BiLing for the DIY picture frame. Very nice. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530223613557554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-mhouzI/AAAAAAAAAUo/_hRplpCNiBI/s400/19082008322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks WeiZhen for the Calendar frame too. =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239532128673133714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaOtfbO9JI/AAAAAAAAAVg/QNtfYyup3DQ/s400/19082008346.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thank LiPing for drawing me! LOL! =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239532120280368018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaOtAKPg5I/AAAAAAAAAVY/IvyaghpV3Sg/s400/19082008336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks JiaBao for the super BIG Pen, ELLE Wallet, handphone accessories=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks QingDian and gang for the Red Wine. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks HuiYing for the Mickey Mouse Puzzle. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks XiaoWen for the Bag and bracelet/bag charm. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks CheeMun and gang for the Renoma Wallet. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Geradine for the cute crystal bear. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks GuJie &amp;amp; Family for the Cute pretty wallet too. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks Steven &amp;amp; Gang for the 19packets of Seaweed, 1 packet of cigarette, glow-in-the-dark stars, $19 angbao and the little musical beauty and the beast. =) - the most interesting present I've gotten. LOL! had so much laughs while opening it. hahhaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks XiaoHui, Amelia, SongGuan, Leslie, ShuYi, Sandi, Roy, for the necklaces, earings, bracelets, accessories la. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Too many gifts, all in a box. =)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530875289253746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaNkiNOt3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/IkjHFASj9NQ/s400/19082008347.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;who else to thank? Thanks everyone who turned up for my birthDATE party. =) Really appreciated it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was damn freaking tired throughout man.. cos even though I'm having chalet celebrating my bdae, I was working at the same time! Working morning half day in the morning den went back to prepare whatever is needed. didn't have time to even take a nap and i was damn tired. Yawning away.. =X I really needed toothpicks to keep my eyes open at times. LOL! nevertheless, I had my fullest fun =). Initially was quite disappointed when certain people told me he/she cannot make it to my paraty. However, I didn't expect much either. At least I had a 'surprise' when someone turned up later part of the party. Some didn't come but had presents given to someone to pass me. haha.. Still glad la. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I can't believe it. Throughout the whole party, I was doing everything ALONE! not exactly alone, but with the help of mainly Derick. Jessie and LiPing helped some bits too. =) and also my brother.. =) and JiaBao for being my part time host. hahahha.. and my cameraman - auntie Joanne who is so cute to keep sending me MMS of what she bought for me. hahaha really appreciated it. =) Without everyone's help and presence, this party would not be a successful one so I'm very grateful! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Birthday is over.. long over...thus, back to work.. still tired.. =X&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alrights.. enough of words... shall let the pictures speak for me. =) The actual pictures was a little dark so I had to do a little edits. I'm not good at all these so can see will do. hahaha =x&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My combination of 2cakes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQecgGb9BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i9Oqzko0hq8/s1600-h/16082008161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845741540832274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQecgGb9BI/AAAAAAAAARQ/i9Oqzko0hq8/s400/16082008161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emmo with cousin evan. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQedMObdnI/AAAAAAAAARY/Uo-e7ivznjU/s1600-h/16082008163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845753385514610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQedMObdnI/AAAAAAAAARY/Uo-e7ivznjU/s400/16082008163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emmo with cousin evan again. haha - singing song..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQedUEjUJI/AAAAAAAAARg/vQ_XrpVAbbA/s1600-h/16082008166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845755491569810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQedUEjUJI/AAAAAAAAARg/vQ_XrpVAbbA/s400/16082008166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; emmo 'cutting' the cake. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQed2cGbVI/AAAAAAAAARo/DczzUAeTOwM/s1600-h/16082008167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845764717145426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQed2cGbVI/AAAAAAAAARo/DczzUAeTOwM/s400/16082008167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;evan also want to cut cake.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQeeDCZ-fI/AAAAAAAAARw/6NNSIsglwuY/s1600-h/16082008171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238845768099035634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQeeDCZ-fI/AAAAAAAAARw/6NNSIsglwuY/s400/16082008171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;evan again.. hahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmMge9-eI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sP2cZ_B5QkM/s1600-h/16082008163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854262858840546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmMge9-eI/AAAAAAAAAR4/sP2cZ_B5QkM/s400/16082008163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmNBKwNaI/AAAAAAAAASA/i6kkuySkwZ8/s1600-h/16082008164.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854271632422306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmNBKwNaI/AAAAAAAAASA/i6kkuySkwZ8/s400/16082008164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmO0hvQsI/AAAAAAAAASI/JeIZUURQMYM/s1600-h/16082008165.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854302598906562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmO0hvQsI/AAAAAAAAASI/JeIZUURQMYM/s400/16082008165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The friends.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Beside me: Melvin. Above: Geraldine(xav.), SongMing,Xavier, ChaunXun, BenLau(in cap), Jeramy(yellow), FuSheng(Red),Terry(Green),BiLing,HuiYing,GeraldineTan,Theng(GerTan BF). =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmPnrF_mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hfHW6H4V8HQ/s1600-h/16082008173.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854316328353378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmPnrF_mI/AAAAAAAAASQ/hfHW6H4V8HQ/s400/16082008173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The GIANT brother bear BARRY.. whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmQHQAktI/AAAAAAAAASY/ioVR6dJJGys/s1600-h/16082008175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238854324804686546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQmQHQAktI/AAAAAAAAASY/ioVR6dJJGys/s400/16082008175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emmo with Evan&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(myLEFT),&lt;/span&gt; Bryan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(myRIGHT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQoi29diCI/AAAAAAAAATI/u3Wb8As5w7A/s1600-h/16082008184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238856845872695330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQoi29diCI/AAAAAAAAATI/u3Wb8As5w7A/s400/16082008184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The mother of the two rascals above - Aunt Joanne. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQokI2RRkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/asIuZeq8jOA/s1600-h/16082008186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238856867854239298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQokI2RRkI/AAAAAAAAATQ/asIuZeq8jOA/s400/16082008186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;her new name is mitch - JIABAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQokoWFvEI/AAAAAAAAATY/3sJDTobIe9s/s1600-h/DSC00828.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238856876309199938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQokoWFvEI/AAAAAAAAATY/3sJDTobIe9s/s400/DSC00828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Yip Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Beside me: Aunt Joyce(mitchMUM),Barry,Jiabao.mitch,Daniel(mitchBRO),dominic(orangeFACEhidden),melissa(pink),AuntMadeline(dadSIS),UncleKENNETH(auntMADhubby).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQntkSAr2I/AAAAAAAAASg/BA9XpLWqdFw/s1600-h/16082008178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238855930325544802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQntkSAr2I/AAAAAAAAASg/BA9XpLWqdFw/s400/16082008178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ChinYang,JianLiang,NicholasChia,NicholasNeo,Barry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQntyTT5hI/AAAAAAAAASo/wqEa9GColS8/s1600-h/16082008180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238855934089094674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQntyTT5hI/AAAAAAAAASo/wqEa9GColS8/s400/16082008180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the mitch and emmo again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnuat42WI/AAAAAAAAASw/4Oc2edcvBeo/s1600-h/16082008179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238855944937986402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnuat42WI/AAAAAAAAASw/4Oc2edcvBeo/s400/16082008179.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Lee Family&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Mama(myRIGHT),Barry,UncleANDREW,AuntJOEY,UncleCHIUHOE(withBRYAN),AuntJOANNE(withEVAN),Papa(myLEFT)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnuu8sKZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5TyLLjycJ6g/s1600-h/16082008182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238855950368778642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnuu8sKZI/AAAAAAAAAS4/5TyLLjycJ6g/s400/16082008182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with the two rascals again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnvE_imnI/AAAAAAAAATA/Fjk5GHOzf5U/s1600-h/16082008183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238855956286315122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLQnvE_imnI/AAAAAAAAATA/Fjk5GHOzf5U/s400/16082008183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The all time favorite girl - BiLing. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMnZ8LmgI/AAAAAAAAATo/Xu6rrNTOXcM/s1600-h/16082008302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239529825098242562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMnZ8LmgI/AAAAAAAAATo/Xu6rrNTOXcM/s400/16082008302.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the buddee of mine - FuSheng. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMnt3-9-I/AAAAAAAAATw/yldZwU_XRHw/s1600-h/16082008303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239529830449346530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMnt3-9-I/AAAAAAAAATw/yldZwU_XRHw/s400/16082008303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The best partner of mine in band (HIMB) - Melvin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMn6gLxaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Q2bR0IbFXA0/s1600-h/16082008304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239529833839183266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMn6gLxaI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Q2bR0IbFXA0/s400/16082008304.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The guests slacking around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMoIj0clI/AAAAAAAAAUA/JBxZFY7C_WY/s1600-h/16082008307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239529837612528210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMoIj0clI/AAAAAAAAAUA/JBxZFY7C_WY/s400/16082008307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Second night was fun too. those hungry people eating all my fooood. hahahah.. my working group of people. =) Because of the stupid BeiJing Olympics Table Tennis Doubles Finals, most of them stayed in my room to watch the finals. Singapore China Women VS China Women. -.-" also is china vs china. =x LOL! come my bdae not support me but support the Olympics. WORST! they were supposrting CHINA not SINGAPORE!!! -.-" kns... i wanns sue them liao. LOL! towards the alter part it started raining.. we kept everything and squeezed into my room. Derick WeiMeng Steven they all trying to make DIY BBQ pit outside my room doorway which was actually NOT ALLOWED! =x bbq awhile den security came and tell us to keep. Lucky we know the security there since we're all working there. haha so wasn't anything serious. haha. rain stopped shortly and they transferred everything out again. LOL! left with the prawns to BBQ. hahaa. i was too tired already so i was damn quiet. =X hahaha.. emo-ing. no la. just tired cos 2 days plus working somemore... anywayy... pictured for the second day.. nothign much cos i didn't have cake anyway. =x so just took group photo. stupid chef didn't want to come into the picture, say take individual. kns. end up also never. but anyway nvm. hahaha...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Girls: HuiBing,FangJie,ME,Esther,HuiQi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaOtoMUDDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/C3JG25GR3kk/s1600-h/DSC07173(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239532131026471986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaOtoMUDDI/AAAAAAAAAVo/C3JG25GR3kk/s400/DSC07173(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LiPing and emmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-OQLquI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pRdOeWfBleg/s1600-h/1708200803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530217097898722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-OQLquI/AAAAAAAAAUY/pRdOeWfBleg/s400/1708200803.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The DTE.BQT Family&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1st row: xavier,angleine,cheryl,gladys,weizhen,xueyen,xiaowen,me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2nd row: valerie,cheemun,weimeng,raymond,roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;last row: kenneth,steven,esmond&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya i know i look like a grandmother here.. -.-" they purposely put a chair and ask me to sit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMoOMlFrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/zkUasaWL6SA/s1600-h/1708200801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239529839125665458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaMoOMlFrI/AAAAAAAAAUI/zkUasaWL6SA/s400/1708200801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now this is so much better. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530214162073746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-DUOiJI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/0Vr4hDQVFko/s400/1708200802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i made this myself. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-a8e4gI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sjF6kZIEEVw/s1600-h/17082008308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530220504932866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM-a8e4gI/AAAAAAAAAUg/sjF6kZIEEVw/s400/17082008308.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THAT'S ALL FOLKS.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM_NAwdhI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GqDWEIuPZJY/s1600-h/19082008328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239530233944634898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaM_NAwdhI/AAAAAAAAAUw/GqDWEIuPZJY/s400/19082008328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3345647559749479428?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3345647559749479428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3345647559749479428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3345647559749479428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3345647559749479428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-birthdate-to-miss-emmeline-myself.html' title='happy birthDATE to Miss Emmeline - myself. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SLaNkVJuVkI/AAAAAAAAAU4/ZSvDLekt2bs/s72-c/19082008333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7827061675085232418</id><published>2008-08-13T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T21:40:30.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first try...</title><content type='html'>It's my first driving lesson today. LOL! well. somehow too used to Go-Kart styles and Daytona styles. LOL! i couldn't control my accelerator initially. LOL! but later on could control it quite well. hahah.. not bad la... its fun. heehee.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite, or rather, very addicted to bowling nowadays. LOL! gosh! wahahaha... been going for bowling sessions with Angeline and Xavier - the Tu couple.. haha.. each time at least play 4 games. LOL! oh man.. and we did improve! and the more we improve, the more addicted we become. LOL! expecially Angeline and I. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chalet BBQ coming up this weekend. And I still had to sacrifice to work the morning shift for half way throughout..hai... so much for my birthday weekend.. anyway upcoming i'd be so damn busy. this week itself  already busy liao. oh gosh.. i'll be so damn tired. but the down period is over. I'll be back in action again - not a good news to my part timers though. =x well.. see how bah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7827061675085232418?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7827061675085232418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7827061675085232418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7827061675085232418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7827061675085232418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/08/first-try.html' title='first try...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8175562728069577349</id><published>2008-08-08T18:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T18:36:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>officially AUNT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;alright now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 07 August 2008, 1306h, I'm officially a AUNT. -.-" LOL! my nephew Tristan LEE is born!! weighing 3.01 kg eh. LOL! haha.. congrats to Peter LEE! the dad of course .LOL! and his wifey jeanne. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aint't he cuteeee?!?!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJwhOa0oPzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5Ort5JXSCO0/s1600-h/dscf1561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232093398699622194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJwhOa0oPzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5Ort5JXSCO0/s400/dscf1561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now if got people keep calling me AUNT i also no choice liao... -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8175562728069577349?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8175562728069577349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8175562728069577349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8175562728069577349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8175562728069577349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/08/officially-aunt.html' title='officially AUNT!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJwhOa0oPzI/AAAAAAAAAQg/5Ort5JXSCO0/s72-c/dscf1561.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2046737694559206301</id><published>2008-08-05T12:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:40:49.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At the clubhouse..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's been some time.. Well because I was actually waiting for Mrs Tu to send me pictures for my pre-birthday celebration with my family and some friends. =) My neck is getting longgg... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday was the National Day Observation Ceremony jointly organized by NTUC-ARU, Staff Union of NTUC-ARU (SUN) and NTUC CLUB &amp;amp; NTUC Club Staff Union (NCSU). Ya all the NTUC.. LOL! Went to DXO, it was actually the light up of the New NTUC logo at the NTUC main office (One Marina Boulevard Office). It was quite nice, unique and special la. The logo has patterns in it. Made of LED lights, got national flag, fireworks and stuffs. very outstanding at night. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Launch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a07d243d8586e049" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da07d243d8586e049%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5086CC85FA5DD0E1A59EB15CF547378A0EF4EAC5.B7A3803F806622900ED26F08C7D8B922C33DC28%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da07d243d8586e049%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DswMwJ3b6_MGQftE-ukVfPTw35oE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Da07d243d8586e049%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D5086CC85FA5DD0E1A59EB15CF547378A0EF4EAC5.B7A3803F806622900ED26F08C7D8B922C33DC28%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Da07d243d8586e049%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DswMwJ3b6_MGQftE-ukVfPTw35oE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was my pre-birthday celebration with my own family and some friends.. People present were - Daddy, Barry(second bro), Desmond(eldest bro), Mr. &amp;amp; Mrs Tu( Angeline and Xavier), Kuangmao, Weilun, Donkey(ah dong -barry friend), Joanne(barry's 'brother') and biling.. Was kinda disappointed when someone who is important to me said she would come but end up didn't turn up, but it's over already so forget about it as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Scarlet City and booked a Karaoke Room since dad kept saying he have not sing karaoke for a long time already. reached there at about 9pm and sang till 2am. We had so much fun. It was a DOUBLE CELEBRATION! wahaha. =x some people will know what I'm talking about. heehee.. =x(like so bad but WHO CARES!) singing and singing.. laughing and laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I always call biling - my gf (as in girl friend la..) and that day when I told Angeline that I need to go out to bring my gf in, she knows who I'm talking about. but her cute Mr. Tu actually was like asking Mrs. Tu - Who's gf?? Emmeline's gf?!?! SHE'S .....?!?!?!? -.-""" dumb! LOL! Whatever.. Barry was had a too full dinner and drank too fast that at one point, he actually vomitted like a merlion. =x Coincidently Joanne went to the washroom. LOL! I was so paiseh la. cos dirty the room. but the staff reacted quite fast la. they came in, scattered salt on the carpet and den mop the carpet. to prevent the stain and smell from sinking in. haha.. We were like all laughing mad to see him.. gosh. he looked so... eewwwww!!! LOL! we were having some mixed nuts party and throwing the nuts at each other also. haha. 10 of us - 2 Bottles of Chivas - 8 drinkers.. LOL! Xavier tried to 'kill' me when he actually poured alot of chivas for me on my last glass.. goodness man.. I added ice to dilute a little, end up, it was to cold for me to drink so i didn't finish it also .ahahah. =x The paymaster for the night was myself but I didn't spend much and it was worthwhile. =) Worthwhile for the double celebration... hahah.. as for the rest, let the pictures speak for me.. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the TU couple I'm talking about.. hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Angeline and Xavier.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286685451015154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhhyJ0_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/w2TaFtoQu2c/s400/IMG_0025.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Left:  Xavier, Barry. WeiLun, Donkey, Kuangmao&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhqH_YZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AfMf7itLXIg/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286687690088850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhqH_YZI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/AfMf7itLXIg/s400/IMG_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My dad and me! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286684800483202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhfXDf4I/AAAAAAAAAQI/rgEPJqjRrhw/s400/IMG_0013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take #1.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286684094551922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhcuv13I/AAAAAAAAAQA/9mnW5_6PkNo/s400/IMG_0032.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take #2 - Thanks everyone!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From Left: Xavier, Angeline, Biling(Below), ME, Dad, Barry, WeiLun, Donkey, Kuangmao, Desmond.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231286680052209266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhNq-lnI/AAAAAAAAAP4/NbFuzJ9lFwU/s400/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's actually more photos but someone forbids me to post them cos he says he looked like a giant in it. whahaha!!! =XX some of you will know who i'm talking about le. heehee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;thats all... =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2046737694559206301?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=a07d243d8586e049&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2046737694559206301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2046737694559206301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2046737694559206301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2046737694559206301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/08/at-clubhouse.html' title='At the clubhouse..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SJlDhhyJ0_I/AAAAAAAAAQY/w2TaFtoQu2c/s72-c/IMG_0025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3324231361923937089</id><published>2008-07-31T00:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T01:09:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arcade-mania.. haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Just came back from Downtown East. Went to arcade with Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Tu yesterday and today, after dinner. LOL! was really fun and tiring man.. almost like gym. LOL! those games really made us perspire even! oh man.. I've never had such fun for such a long time already. Thanks Tu couple. hahha. sounds so Tu. LOL! =S oopS! anyway next week would be Bowling! wee. and I promise this august I'm gonna pamper myself more. besides the birthday party cum gathering I'm gonna have, I promise I must go for shopping to get things for myself, go for spa/massage, hair treatment - should I perm or rebond or whatever? gimme some comments please... and i promise i shall save up for the rainy days... =) and now i've got nothing better to do so.......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;THANKS AR CHERYL!! -.-" LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;A) People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs &amp;amp; replace any question that they dislike with a new question formulated by them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;B) Tag 8 people to do this quiz.These people must state who they were tagged by &amp;amp; cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. How has blogger changed your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I used to dislike blogging but somehow certain friends actually changed my perception and told me that since I'm always so busy, blogging can actually keep friends around me updated about my life and from then on, I decided to open this blog and let people around me know what is happening to me.. =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. Do you daydream and if you do what do you usually find yourself 'dreaming' about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I like to day dream about my future wedding - how would it be like and blah blah blah. I just love weddinggs! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;3. What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Someone who is being loved alot by my future husband. heeheehee. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. What is the city of your dreams and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just really wish to go to Europe especially Rome...It's just sooo beautiful!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. Are you an introvert or extrovert?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Moe to an Introvert definitely..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. What is your opinion on eating meat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;What's wrong with that in the first place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;7. Do you trust easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I would say yes - and that is also why I get hurt easily too when the trust is broken..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. Choose between thongs or g-string?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm old fashioned... so I guess I don't have to say it out.. hahaa.. =x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;9. Is there anything that has made you unhappy these days?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;yes.. something to do with the time i spend mostly on.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;10. What is your worst quality?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Lacking of personal self confidence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;11. What is happiness?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hapiness is being able to really laugh my heart out naturally with someone I feel very comfortable with just like TF and buddee.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;12. How do you see yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Social Life (do i really have one? LOL!) - low self esteem, not very sociable, too caring towards everybody more than myself, too easily hurt, trust people easily, easy-going..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Work Life - Confident in things I know, certain, sometimes demanding, responsible, over-committed, serious, sometimes tend to look for perfection but will always remind myself of the stand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Physically - can be very SMILEY =D, fat! BIG FEET! =( long natural black hair, many moles especially on my face. =X hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;13. What do you wish to change about yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;SLIM DOWN!!! =X , increase personal self confidence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;14. Do you think about sex often?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;15. What would you do if you won the lottery?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;depending on how much. If it's really a windfall, I'll use the money to pay off whatever debts my family has, donate some to reliable charity and of course pamper myself and some friends! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;15. Would you rather be in a happy marriage and poor or a bad marriage and rich?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Being happy is more important to me than being rich. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;16. Before you go to sleep, what do you usually think about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;"When can I find the right one?" , "When will HE appear?" =X LOL!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;17. Where do broken hearts go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;To close friends will be there for you.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;18. Do you believe in fate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;OH DEFINITELY!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;19. Would you have 100% safe sex with a stranger for $10,000,000?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'd rather be a beggar than having sex with stranger for money. What's more, I don't think my V***** is worth any price. IT'S PRICELESS! -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;20. What were your parents going to name you if you'd been born the opposite gender?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I was told that I was nearly aborted as my parents then already had my two rascal brothers and they feared it's gonna be another BOY but according to my mum. she said she had a dream the Goddess Guanyin told her the baby(ME) in her tummy was a girl so she kept it and indeed, I'm a GIRL! LOL! no idea what kinda names.. My brothers - Desmond Yip Zhen Fei, Barry Yip Zhen Yong.. Jimmy Yip Zhen Liang? LOL! anyhow de.. hahhaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The 8 people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;  - wahahah!! my turn to take revenge! LOL!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Angeline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raymond&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Gladys&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HuiBing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Esther&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;6. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fangjie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kenny xiaoming&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kenneth veggie!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3324231361923937089?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3324231361923937089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3324231361923937089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3324231361923937089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3324231361923937089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/arcade-mania-haha.html' title='Arcade-mania.. haha'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1349211923079195822</id><published>2008-07-27T07:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T12:02:25.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damned....</title><content type='html'>its a tired and sleepy day for me. but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was fun! Went for dinner with Jessie, Juli, LiPing, Terry, Ryan and Derick at Changi Villiage. Juli is so funny. She's actually a Phillipino and though she's a PR and have been living in Singapore for a long time because of her husband Prem, she has not been to Changi Villiage before. She asked Ryan a question: Why is Changi pronounced and Chang-ngi and not Chan-gi? LOL!!! Ryan had a hard time explaining to her though. haha.. She's a great great singer. Well, Phillipine girls are damn good at singing. better than mariah carey maybe? hahaha... We had flower crabs, veggies, clams (I don't eat that though), my favorite steam fish and also the &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; fresh prawns! LOL! wah.. its so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; full can. To think I ate a bowl of rice only! hahaha... After that, went with Jessie to smoke out of the coffeeshop. Saw one lady whom we saw the other time. A very good drinker and knows how to appreciate wine. She gave Jessie a glass of wine. Jessie drank it in two mouthful and finished it. Says it very nice. She asked me to try it. I drank it and it was really oh my gosh. That wine was really fantastic!! It's easy to drink and the taste that lingers in your mouth even after you swallow it is not like otherkidns of wine. Its simply &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMN &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;good! Derick knows that lady so he introduced us to each other. She's actually the MD of DODO Fishball. After some chatting, we went back to our table and chat with the others.. Suddenly Derick suggest that we all go to Scarlet City for Karaoke if there is room available. that was around 9.30pm and I'm supposed to work 6am, latest 7am the next day! -.-" But i go with the majority. and even if we back out, They will still force us to go. Just like Jessie. haha. she didn't want to go but still, she had to go. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At scarlet, it was totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; fun! and of course tired. I kept singing and singing, then when it's not my turn, it's Juli's turn. LOL! like our concert. LOL! others enjoy the night by listening and entertaining themselves. The MD Lady came also, with the Boss of the Seafood restaurant we went for Dinner. Derick brought one of his very good friend along as well. It's like so many people! but it was really fun. Of course not forgeting Ted the funny one. haha. We were like singing and there'll be calefare dancers around the room. LOL! people grinding and stripping at the corner. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; crazy. Derick dared the boss to take of his shirt and he'll take of his PANTS!!! -.-" It was really OH MY GOD!!!! and the guy did. Main reason why Derick wanted the boss to take off his shirt was because that guy has a piece of tattoo at his back, full back! but too bad. When that guy took off his shirt, we girls only managed to see a glimpse of the tattoo before we turn to the opposite direction when we sw Derick going to take off his PANTS! -.-" and also all kinds of things la. they dancing and dancing. 2 guys dancing those sexy dance. LOL! should have taken Video and post it but was too grossed. LOL! so GAY! hahaha.... nevertheless, it was still a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DAMN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; happy and enjoyable night - besides the tiredness. We left Scarlet about 2.45pm then Jessie Juli and LiPing had to take a cab home from there because they all live at East Side Tampines and Pasir Ris. Derick sent me home since I live somewhat quite near him - less than 10minutes away. LOL! Together with us is Ted and Adrian - derick's friend. Adrian is a rich person. LOL! He drives a beautiful BMW with full body kit and its WHITE! and it's really WHITE and not DUST! LOL! not like someone's car, Little White seems to be Little Dust or Little Grey. LOL! It's really a beauty man.. And i'm the last one to alight before the Ahmad goes home. haha.. by the time i reach home was already 3am plus.. And I was so &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAMN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tired. Bathed and only managed to fall asleep at 4am plus. Woke up at 6.30am to go work at 7am. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Somewhat upset with work issues. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;There's a gap somewhere somewhat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;My fault?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Perhaps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I have my reasons..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;The truth will come to light one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1349211923079195822?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1349211923079195822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1349211923079195822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1349211923079195822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1349211923079195822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/damned.html' title='damned....'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5076660585825961095</id><published>2008-07-24T20:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T22:56:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O bar..</title><content type='html'>it was my off day yesterday. Breakfast in the morning, den did housekeeping, or rather ROOMkeeping. LOL! my room is so messy. haha.. but still haven't complete. cos i was go lazy and tired. and been watching Beach.Ball.Babes on MobTV. LOL! wahahha.. night time went to O bar with dad and eldest brother to look for second brother and kuangmao. drinking and singing. kinda fun and nice though. as in one family going together. Well, next friday I'm bringing them to Scarlet City. cos dad wanna sing, den might as well i bring them there. I swear I'm gonna take pictures! LOL! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did something meaningful and nice yesterday. =) Mr Xavier Tu called me up asking me if I know where Angeline was but since I wasn't working yesterday, I don't exactly know but just think she should be in her office finishing some unfinished stuffs before going off. He asked me to help him cause he's there to give her a surprise! so sweet right? He asked me to find a way to "meet her and fix a time" so i called her and asked her to meet for dinner. Then I called Xavier and told him the time and stuffs.. den he's next question "Is there any florist shop in downtown??" gosh.. My reply was " You're giving me goosebumps already!" LOL!! they are so sweet la. or rather, xavier is the one. hahah... OOPS! den i sent angeline a sms "Please call 995 if you see a fainted girl in front of the glass door.." LOL!! cos i told her I'm dead hungry and I don't wanna wait long. haha that was about 8.10pm. LOL! I guess she rushed down and when she saw Xavier there instead of me, she sent me a sms " LIAR!" LOL!!! but i guess it was worthwhile.... heehee... ain't them sweet? haha. Xavier bought her a stalk of rose i guess. and they went home together. hahaha.. She even asked her manager to join "us" for the "dinner" luckily her manager couldn't make it. LOL!! otherwise she'll be so paiseh. LOL!!! anyway just wish both of  hem blissful love... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to plan for my birthday chalet party.. was kinda shocked initially because my list of invites was soooo damn long! OMG. i had to cancel off some =X. but still, had to split up to 2 days and each day is approximately 70 people. OMG right?! hai... It's been so long since i last celebrated my birthday. and of course there's a reason behind why i did not celebrate my birthday for the past years.. whoever knows, knows. whoever doesn't, shall not bother about knowing la. =) hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Await for my sms/e-mail/whatever official invitations. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5076660585825961095?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5076660585825961095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5076660585825961095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5076660585825961095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5076660585825961095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-bar.html' title='O bar..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6654001519432766281</id><published>2008-07-18T07:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T07:46:21.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the impact..</title><content type='html'>Damned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dream really made impacts on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream was on Monday night, I couldn't sleep. I woke up early on tuessday and wasn't late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night I can't sleep. I woke up early and wasn't late for work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday night I can't get to sleep at all! Thursday morning I wasn't late for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night I slept at about 12am. I woke up at 6.30am and I can't get to sleep!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon man! I'm lacking of sleep and you don't allow me to sleep! you took away my guts already why take away my sleep!!! Please. return me my sleep. I don't wanna look any older!!! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Okay this is for my fellow part timers: Sunday organizing badminton and blading/cycling session. Anyone interested?? Time should be 8/9am till 5pm. Please RSVP through comments or sms okay. Badminton in D'tent. =X blading/cycling in pasir ris park bah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6654001519432766281?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6654001519432766281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6654001519432766281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6654001519432766281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6654001519432766281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/impact.html' title='the impact..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3728593055512329270</id><published>2008-07-15T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:10:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kept my balls in my pocket..</title><content type='html'>One freaking nightmare i had last night, made me woke up with fear and I cried as if it was real.but I was really frightened, till now. I've lost my guts. I was telling angeline this afternoon. If I was a guy, the right phrase to describe how i'm feeling since the nightmare - I'm keeping my balls in my pocket for fear it'll drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never had I felt this frightened before. I literally woke up, started crying loudly and I was freaking scared. I had similar dreams but I don't know why this dream made my behave this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It goes something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was in a cab heading somewhere. The cab is moving in quite a fast speed and all of a sudden, One short and stout guy with a wierd looking face grabbed the door opened and tried to come in the cab. Of course, I started screaming like mad already. The driver actually sped up but that wierdo actually managed to keep up and got into the cab!! I was screaming frantically like mad already. Then suddenly the wierdo said to me " Your dad is dead already", I continued screaming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up.. started crying.. and was extremely scared... Just nice my dad called me, thinking I'm not home yet and asked me where am I. I was crying in the phone and mumbling while crying, he got a shocked. He told me to go out and sit in the living room first. I did. After a while my eldest brother suddenly came out and looked for me. I think he heared me crying as I was crying quite loudly. Again he asked me what heppened and again I mumbled while crying. -.-" Dad finally came home, bought supper. He den said he'll accompany me to sleep for the night.&lt;br /&gt;In the initial part, I slept at 9Pm, woke up at 12am with the freaking nightmare, went back to try to sleep at 1am but couldn't get to sleep till 4am. -.-" woke up at 7.45am. is so Oh My God. Damn tired. But still damn scared, even till now. Somehow it's still in my head. I just can't get off it. To the extend, I'll scared till I tremble ... ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#339999;"&gt;Summer's Wind, I'll always remember..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3728593055512329270?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3728593055512329270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3728593055512329270&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3728593055512329270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3728593055512329270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/kept-my-balls-in-my-pocket.html' title='kept my balls in my pocket..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3354549339109570825</id><published>2008-07-14T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T20:34:50.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's been sooo long...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;It's been so long.. since I last went home while the sky is still bright.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last brought my laptop home.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last saw my TF.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last saw ah pao, ah yang and nicholas.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last played pool.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last too a bus to work.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long.. since I last saw Esther.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I met my TF.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I graduated from Holy High.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I bought my first secondhand phone Nokia 6260.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I went to Macau.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I went to Batam.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday.. that I still live in 408.&lt;br /&gt;It seems like yesterday ... ... ... ... ... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Today is the wierd day.&lt;br /&gt;I took bus to work this morning.&lt;br /&gt;I left the office and went HOME at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;I reached HOME while the sky is still bright.&lt;br /&gt;I bought my own dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I puked after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;I had only 5 minutes for my Breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;I had only 15minutes for my Lunch.&lt;br /&gt;I brought my laptop home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm already prepared to sleep by 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;I completed Sudoku faster than any other time.&lt;br /&gt;I don't seem to be myself at all.&lt;br /&gt;Today ... ... ... ... ... ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3354549339109570825?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3354549339109570825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3354549339109570825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3354549339109570825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3354549339109570825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-been-sooo-long.html' title='it&apos;s been sooo long...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6990085800685445690</id><published>2008-07-13T11:32:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:54:47.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i can't hide anymore..</title><content type='html'>Since Angeline have updated her blog about yesterday, I can't hide it anymore.. please read.. extracted from her blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dinner at Bedok 85 with Xavier and Emmeline was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Ba Chou Mee, ngor hiang, stingray, chickcn wings, and sugar cane drinks.&lt;br /&gt;Super full!&lt;br /&gt;We talked a lot, and laughed a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Double full!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While we were waiting for a cab, a bird chose to shit above us, and it ended up on Emmeline's head. Goodness, I practically had to grab my stomach and squat beside the road, cause my stomach hurt like mad!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if she buy the time the shit landed on her, she will win 4D.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. the words in BOLD is the main thing. -.-" i was THAT lucky man.. and you know what? it's hurts okay! I thought it was some nuts that dropped on my head initially until i touched my head and was like " OH MY GOD!" then Mr and Mrs Tu started laughing non stop. -.-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. and as for two days ago (Friday)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Angeline came down for interview for NTUC CLUB jobs.. den meet her, slack around.. chatting stuffs.. den night went for dinner at... food court.! hahaa. chicken rice. LOL! nothing special one la. hahaha.. den we went back foyer of office, chat and stuffs.. den suddenly we thought of going for bowling. So much for a friday, indeed it's full and the waiting list is like "wait forever". -.-' yea. Angeline den siad she never experienced the downtown flyer before so since i'm a staff.. haha. (freeee) so i brought her and xiaowen in to experience it. Though xiaowen and I had the experience before.. we took some photos but i don't have it cos it's with Angeline. haha. Please visit &lt;a href="http://www.angeyy.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.angeyy.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; for the pictures. hahaha.. and Mrs Tu, please send me the photos when you read this entry. hahaha. Send through MSN as zip or whatever. or load full size somewhewre so i could save. it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;THAT'S ALL FOLKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003333;"&gt;My life is not that ineresting you know??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6990085800685445690?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6990085800685445690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6990085800685445690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6990085800685445690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6990085800685445690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-cant-hide-anymore.html' title='i can&apos;t hide anymore..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2704668770190431741</id><published>2008-07-06T18:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:28:16.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be my light.. will you..?</title><content type='html'>like what TF said. Play till die den work till die... -.-" ya its a fact. he's one end, i'm the other end. he'll play till die but i'll work till i die. wth. ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, was reading gladys's blog just now. Felt very happy for her and raymond. =) they're together like finally. haha. can see that they really love each other alot and enjoy each other's company. glad that they're finally together la. =) yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thinking about myself. hai. like when will i find mine. pros and cons for being single or attached. it's been more than 2 years of single-ship. perhaps i need to look for someone to love me and dote on me. but am i eligible? many a times due to low self confidence, i lose out on this. i'm such a loser right? yea i do agree. and many a times i wonder how would my future relationship be like? will he be the one i walk down the aisle with? for fear of being hurt once again. I totally had no confidence to be in a relationship again. Like what i told biling few days back when we had heart to heart talk together at her house. I'm someone with confidence at work, but no personal confidence. that's the weakest point. Though buddee once said: everyone has their own special points to attract the other. And i know i have the special point but i just don't know what it is and i don't know! it's not that i'm desperate for someone to love, but i'm still waiting for that someone to appear. However, I don't even know if I have the courage and confident to be with him. People around me all have their partners already, and slowly one by one will get married. Then i know the question will be thrown to me - When's your turn girl? I'm really envious when I see people bringing their partner to meet their friends and go out together, going to family dinners together, going to each other's class gathering or whatsoever. It's really nice. And i tend to be asking myself inside me, when will it be my turn to be that happy? Many a times people just ask me " you got no boyfriend meh?" "where's your boyfriend?". I don't have. then people start to ask further " why don't have?" " go find one lah!" BLAH BLAH BLAH. hai. restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;loves like a runway but which one do I love more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;Many a times I obviously know who's better for me, but I just... don't know what to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2704668770190431741?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2704668770190431741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2704668770190431741&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2704668770190431741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2704668770190431741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/be-my-light-will-you.html' title='be my light.. will you..?'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6231666984288179161</id><published>2008-07-02T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T11:54:17.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buy, buying, bought..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YAY! i'm so happy.. Last friday went out with TF to Starhub to get my new phone!! =D Xiexie TF! LOL!!. is it FOC? hahaha no la. i gotta pay him back. =s LOL! well, I've finally gotten my N95 8Gb phone!!! woohoo! and I was so foolish, whole night exploring my phone and trying to figure out how to transfer my 700 over contacts from my old Nokia "TV" phone to my new phone till I saw the "Phone Switch" function and played with it den i realised everything was just THAT EASY! and I played my phone till the morning wee hours 3am plus.. -.-" when i was supposed to work 7.30am the next morning.. oh gosh.. -.-" LOL! was late again.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wr57RLXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/L9MVHVY6fHc/s1600-h/n95+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223455042405739890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wr57RLXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/L9MVHVY6fHc/s400/n95+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wr6zU2kI/AAAAAAAAAPo/if3zd20d8hw/s1600-h/n95+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223455042640861762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wr6zU2kI/AAAAAAAAAPo/if3zd20d8hw/s400/n95+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wsJ3UM0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/8-YmjdsdYBM/s1600-h/n95+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223455046684128066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wsJ3UM0I/AAAAAAAAAPw/8-YmjdsdYBM/s400/n95+8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(photos extracted from internet. hahaha..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sunday till yesterday was chalet madness. Sunday and Monday night was mine, just with some colleagues for some casual gathering. With Jessie, Xiaowen, Angeline, LiPing, Derick, WeiMeng, Kenneth. We had alot of fun! =) den MOnay night was with Ted, Derick, LiPing, Juli, Prem, Mohammad from engineering. I had a bad night cos I had a terrible spinning head suddenly and I was helped into the chalet room to take a rest until TF called me up and woke me up from my wonderful rest. -.-" but We still had alot of fun la. =) den yesterday was a birthday Surprise from Prem to his wifey Juli. Everything is so cute and sweet and loving. haha. Prem was so shy to express his love for his wife and we all know he love his wife alot thought it doesn't seem so on the outside. He's just someone who doesn't know how to express his feelings la. LOL! so cute!! haha. and the open minded jokes was totally hilarious!! OMG i'm so contaminated. it's like throughout the three days, we were all laughing madly to all the jokes, especially the dirty jokes and open minded jokes. hahaha. and the "bicycle and the bone" story. haahha!!! buay tahan! LOL! too bad we did not take pictures again!!! -.-" but the food was just damn great. crabs! prawns! fish! chicken wings! my favorite valleychef hotdogs! the bacon and prawns. bacon and veg. first time i'm eating raw veggies can! -.-" cos the chef forced me to.. -.-" but was not bad though. hahaha wanted to ask TF along but like I said and told him, he's working mornign shift, i know he won't go home and come down de. LOL! and it really as his answer. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went for my EXSA Gold Supervisory Category Course! I got Gold this year!!! =DD and like finally I've gotten my MDIS cert and transcript liao .. phew.. after waiting for so damn freaking long man.. duhs. went to shihui's shop today to get the phone cover for my phone. and screen protector too. hahahah. =D i'm so happy! woohoots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;"Granny, please get well soon.. we want you to go home.. please... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;"Loves like a runway but which one do I love more"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;tonight.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6231666984288179161?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6231666984288179161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6231666984288179161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6231666984288179161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6231666984288179161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/07/buy-buying-bought.html' title='buy, buying, bought..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SH1wr57RLXI/AAAAAAAAAPg/L9MVHVY6fHc/s72-c/n95+10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4810486955650690141</id><published>2008-06-26T15:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T15:03:38.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's time..</title><content type='html'>boo. boo me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been updating on myself regularly.. hai.. well. it's been so long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day TF and I know each other was on 17june 2005. LOL! was amazing that I know the date cos i keep my own written diary and that night was the trumpet chalet night. yup. and that's where and when we know each other. becasuse of one stick. LOL! =X anyway, that day was significant to me, because its the day i know my true friend, the day more colours came to my life. this year is the third year we've known each other and i'm really glad and shocked that we managed to be such close friends(till the extend most people just think that we are together but WE'RE JUST NOT! -.-") for so long.. however, I was telling TF on 17june this year, that it's exactly 3 years we've known each other.. 3 solid years. =) and guess what TF said that warmed my heart.. Relationship of friends don't count by years, it counts by the heart. oh gosh.. melt right? LOL!! but well. it's so true! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was chatting with Angeline two days ago when she said she want to look for a bunch of girlfriends and i actually told her i want to look for a bunch of boyfriends. LOL! i'm like so lack of one. hahha . and she said " why do you need to look for a bunch of boyfriends when you already have one awesome TF?" LOL! so true!! TF is AWESOME! LOL!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I need to remind myself again that I need to pick back my motivation to work. it seems that i've lost the motivation to work. or is it because of some other reasons? but anyway, i need to keep fit, keep myself healthy and strong.. i need to take care of myself, beacuse i'm only with me. i was thinking back the other day. when my staff hurt themselves, i make sure they stop whatever they are doing and attend to their injury/wound first, be it washing of the wound and applying medication, or rubbing the swell or whatever. But when such things happens to myself, i will just brush it off and don't bother! -.-" when something happens to my staff, I'll try to make sure I know about it and that I'm there to help them. But when something happens to myself, I'll try my best not to let them know there and then. that's me. hai.. of course i'm talking about my regular staffs and not those one off kind. talking about that, one girl whom i employed once only, actually smsed me and wants to borrow money from me! i was like WTH!! and worst thing is she straight away inluded her account number in the sms.. crazy right! i can't be bothered to reply. even intending to ask TF to help me settle her. LOL! whatever. anyway he doesn't even know about it yet cos i have not had the chance to tell him... and and and i'm getting my new phone tmr!!!!! =D thanks to ...... =X cannot say. haha. later he in trouble. LOL!!! weeeeee....~~ =D i'm so happy!! like finally.. LOL!! N95 8gb.. woohoo~!=P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4810486955650690141?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4810486955650690141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4810486955650690141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4810486955650690141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4810486955650690141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-time.html' title='it&apos;s time..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3969268953655586847</id><published>2008-06-17T00:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:18:16.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flight...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haven't been updating for quite some time already. lucky someone did not come help me to clear the cob webs.. -.-" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;last week was event for the Hope Church Oasis Youth Camp 2008. saw quite a few familiar faces like Dawn Quek from HIHS (MB), Lim Yi You from OLN. LOL! and some others la whom i forgot names and stuffs. =X. ya. was kinda surprised to see them though. LOL! yea.. event over, den was setup for FRF Family Day. wasn't as bad as what everyone thought was la. ya. went through quite smoothly except for some minor hiccups here and there and problems the typical singaporeans kiasu, cheapskate and demanding attitudes. LOL!! things are already given to them free and they still ask for more. think what?! PEPSI ar?! -.-" dumbass... stupid f***... (toooooottttt...) LOL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TF has been volunteering himself to work since last week and I'm happy. Because he helps to motivate me to work somehow and he brings fun to my work. rather than sulking my day away. ya. and He's the only one who can change my whole day's attitude to just HAPPY! LOL! even the way i treat people also different. LOL! man.. how to find another! not the mention the funny moments and nonsense he gave. LOL! the conversation with weizhen which she later on told me what he said. LOL! i laughed totally hilariously! LOL! but I really thank him man.. he saved me many times for work cos he agreed to help work when i'm like very short of staff. ya.. He's really someone I treasure a LOT!!! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went with my all time favorite girl to the Singapore Flyer.. gave her a surprise for that. wahaha.. I guess she loved it. =) after that went for dinner at billy bombers, den went to Scarlet City for  Karaoke. too bad we did not take any pics at Scarlet..=( but well, shall not say more.. let some pictures speak for me.. For more pictures, please go to my new multiply website which i'm still working on.. &lt;a href="http://www.emmeliney.multiply.com/"&gt;http://www.emmeliney.multiply.com/&lt;/a&gt; ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emmo! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T6mO2D4I/AAAAAAAAANI/bT8Cy9Si1NU/s1600-h/DSCN1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215119897167007618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T6mO2D4I/AAAAAAAAANI/bT8Cy9Si1NU/s400/DSCN1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T6-fHj-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/anEOnCuIdaM/s1600-h/DSC00771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215119903677714402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T6-fHj-I/AAAAAAAAANQ/anEOnCuIdaM/s400/DSC00771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;emmo and biling! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T67ZHYRI/AAAAAAAAANY/WpRWAs9Rk0g/s1600-h/DSCN1764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215119902847230226" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_VNIavz0I/AAAAAAAAAOI/VDgk0GnnCcc/s400/DSC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_VNUTSogI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7OTRmdAsR6o/s1600-h/DSC00025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215121318282961410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_VNUTSogI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/7OTRmdAsR6o/s400/DSC00025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W70kFd3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/dlQqekNZwTM/s1600-h/DSC00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215123216728946546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W70kFd3I/AAAAAAAAAOY/dlQqekNZwTM/s400/DSC00030.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my favorite photo! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8JYb6aI/AAAAAAAAAOg/glVvIRDmMhc/s1600-h/DSC00031a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215123222317230498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8JYb6aI/AAAAAAAAAOg/glVvIRDmMhc/s400/DSC00031a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8QufKjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aevo8EilTSI/s1600-h/DSC00768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215123224288766514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8QufKjI/AAAAAAAAAOo/aevo8EilTSI/s400/DSC00768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8vFxNWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/as-Sqfq9Feg/s1600-h/DSC00772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215123232439481698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W8vFxNWI/AAAAAAAAAOw/as-Sqfq9Feg/s400/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W82W989I/AAAAAAAAAO4/5h1I83SnsBs/s1600-h/DSCN1787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215123234390668242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_W82W989I/AAAAAAAAAO4/5h1I83SnsBs/s400/DSCN1787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBW3nPHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oHGfZvhIfkI/s1600-h/DSCN1779%2520cropped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124411348630642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBW3nPHI/AAAAAAAAAPA/oHGfZvhIfkI/s400/DSCN1779%2520cropped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBeWRtJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4T4UVvXKztA/s1600-h/DSCN1775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124413356291218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBeWRtJI/AAAAAAAAAPI/4T4UVvXKztA/s400/DSCN1775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBlkBABI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_Ozm4ZG2tk8/s1600-h/DSCN1781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215124415292964882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_YBlkBABI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/_Ozm4ZG2tk8/s400/DSCN1781.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;that's all folks......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;i've got too much to say that i can't remember what i exactly want to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;let your soul take you to where you want to be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;relationship of friends don't count by years but by the heart..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3969268953655586847?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3969268953655586847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3969268953655586847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3969268953655586847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3969268953655586847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/flight.html' title='the flight...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SF_T6mO2D4I/AAAAAAAAANI/bT8Cy9Si1NU/s72-c/DSCN1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6221373605027964982</id><published>2008-06-09T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T00:41:56.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's MAJORITY vs MINORITY! LOL!!</title><content type='html'>Little girl - I've decided to dedicate this whole entry specially for you. enjoy reading. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI, it's not minority. people are just being kind and giving face to him to be nice. At the back, MAJORITY dislikes you.. and like my dad, he says the most important is that he must approve. haha.. and FYI, he doesn't approve of you! LOL! and my other relatives, nobody approves also.. they are all unsupportive. hahah.. she's really too naive. HOR JIABAO! LOL!!! you know what i'm talking about cos you're also in the PICTURE. ahha.. she really dumb right! a little girl won't know what is happening, when can help, when can't help. a little girl would be so niave to believe everything.. i love you DARLING!!! my dearest... jiabao... LOL!! c'mon! bang me more la.. you won't win la i tell you. very simple.. because YOU ARE NOT IN THE PICTURE! oh and FYI again, some friends don't approve also! haha.. shocking right! told you. wake up la lil' girl.. not that I want to win. but you're just fighting against the wrong person. you won't get through. lets have a bet. see 10 years down the road will you still be in the pencil mark, worst still, not even in his contact list. hahhaha... JIABAO!! agree??? LOL!!! i know you'll raise both hands and legs up right! LOL! Jessie will do so too! and Derick.! and TF! LOL! and many more! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, not i want to brag. I never thought that I was mature, it is everybody else who is saying that I'm mature then I slowly realised that I somehow really am, for a 19 year old girl. Not me going around to announce that I am mature, at least better than someone, who is young yet ACT mature. In dressing, in appearance. so dumb la. if you're 16, be 16 and dress like one. I'm 19, but i'm forced not to be 19. its a different issue, at least i still dress like a 19, or younger even sometimes, but i just look older. not old hag. everyone will become an old hag one day. you too lil' girl. haha just a younger HAG now.. LOL! And I am not totally mature, just have a mature look, thinking and way of doing things, but at certain times, I still am the 19 year old Teen-going-adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda wasting my time when i had to play this kinda stupid game with a little girl, but i'm just trying to let her wake up from her dream paradise and come to her senses, at the same time, let her understand what is going on. Being a girlfriend, makes no rights to step into the family to speak anything, unless you are in the family long enough to know, see and hear the things that are happening. even 2 years will not be enough. lets see how long more you'll have. perhaps even when it comes to the wedding day, it's only the few giving face friends and her little friends, no relatives??? hahhaha.. whatever. just wake up your freaking idea la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6221373605027964982?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6221373605027964982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6221373605027964982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6221373605027964982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6221373605027964982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-majority-vs-minority-lol.html' title='it&apos;s MAJORITY vs MINORITY! LOL!!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8515532332200049780</id><published>2008-06-08T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:25:27.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joke..</title><content type='html'>haha.. da ren bu qi siao ren guo. i think that little girl will one day wake up to her senses so i shall not say more. because i know childish people who are so foolish will just keep arguing all the way den end up crying or throwing tantrums. LOL!. anyway i was so shocked of the several quarrels they had. it's really so so so childish and immature. so PUPPY LOVE kinda relationship. she totally have no idea of what's happening at time when he says " i go sleep le" but in fact is go somewhere else? LOL! whatever. wake up babe. and oh did i said babe? ya babe lo. LOL! joanne is still the better candidate. haha.. she's best.. like he likes most. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to kiat!! he's discharged lo!! wees!! =D really glad for him.. shall visit him in his hiouse le. haahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandmother ain't that lucky still.. currently down from the fever. hopefully it'll just be like that.. get well soon granymother... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8515532332200049780?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8515532332200049780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8515532332200049780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8515532332200049780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8515532332200049780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/joke.html' title='joke..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5165910801956859020</id><published>2008-06-08T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T02:06:46.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dog..</title><content type='html'>haha.. i find things are so interesting. when one little girl tries to say things behind my back thinking i will not know about it. grow up girl. you're just too naive. and look who will bow down like a DOG when the time comes.. seems like you are the good DOG that's wagging your tail happily at the mercy of your OWNER huh? shut up you freaking dorg! you are added in the picture in pencil for less than even 2 years. you can easily be erased off just with an eraser. and you don't even know when are the other part of the picture being drawn for the past 10 over years. moreover if there are any parts of the drawing that is being covered up. so will you just shut up?! you have no right to talk you dorg! what do you mean you cannot bear with? what right do you have? small kid! let's see who owes who more alright! go and think about it. things you said are just what you saw. cling onto your darling first before he runs away man... you'll never know what's going on behind you! haha.. stupid fool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends, don't blame me. i never wanted to make the above known till i know about something recently. haha. if you want to know, you can ask me privately and personally and i will tell you what is going on. of course not everybody i will tell la. its just selective people. that's why i', careful with my words as well. =) dumbASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiat had his trachea out already!! yay! and he should be able to be discharged by tomorrow or latest monday. =) so happy for him. and his sister is planning a bbq in july for him too! =) we're all just really too glad for him la. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandmother isn't that lucky.. she might even be staying in the hospital longer than kiat does. her fever ain't doing good. this morning she hit 39 plus, just now when i went to visit her around 8.45pm, her temperature was 37.8 den around 10.15 her temperature was 38. i was sitting by her side all the while, except for about haolf hour i was at kiat's ward visiting him. ya. besides that i was all the while with grandmother.. the family who came to visit the patient next to grandmother's bed stayed till quite late as well. the father actually asked me if the patient was my mother..-.-" AM I THAT OLD?!?!?!?! argh!!!! when i told him she is my grandmother, he somehow was shocked and i could even see that in his face. grrr!! i feel like pounding on him. LOL!!! =XX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5165910801956859020?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5165910801956859020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5165910801956859020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5165910801956859020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5165910801956859020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/dog.html' title='the dog..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-983925346964136491</id><published>2008-06-04T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:29:54.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like finally... but..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;the day i've been waiting... it finally came.. but somehow...... i don't know.. mixed up feelings again..but no matter  what. I WILL NOT PAY! YOU BOTH JUST GO FIND YOUR OWN WAY OUT TO PAY THE FREAKING BILL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;power supply came to cut off the electricity and water today. but somehow they managed to get the electricity back, but water was out, not tally but quite.. somehow like at the wrong time. when i hadn't washed my clothes.. -.-" and now the time has comed, i don't know who to go to for help. knowing i have many people who opened their doors to help me but now that it happened, i really totally don't know who to go to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandmother's better! fever out again.. hopefully for long.. and hopefully she can be discharged soon... Kiat can talk! not much la. cos tiring for him.. yea.. he can say "Hi!", "Hello" and smile when he hears himself talk. heehee.. so cute. haha.. glad he's really getting more and mroe well each day.. by friday he should be able to have his trachea out for good and maybe by the weekends or early next week he'll be discharged!! woots! less than a MONTH!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;"Kiat.. be positive okay! jia you! =D"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TF failed his TP... =( another round on 5th August.. hopefully this time he can pass.. at least my birthday i got driver... =XX LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-983925346964136491?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/983925346964136491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=983925346964136491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/983925346964136491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/983925346964136491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/like-finally-but.html' title='like finally... but..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4503585984519939743</id><published>2008-06-03T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T23:56:14.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what the !!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel even more frustrated today. like freak! you will tell me " what the!", "hur!", "this is too much", when i tell you what is happening. YET YOU ARE WITH THEM WHEN YOU ARE BACK! like now i say what the! i rather I'm not sleeping at home today instead of yesterday. like f***.. to think you were the reason that held me back from moving out. Now i really want to consider should i listen to everyone else's advice and my own will to move out. i really had enough.  i think I've flooded enough tears in my poor room. perhaps.. it should be the way..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat is much and much better each day i visit him - almost every other day unless I'm working night shift.. yea.. more and more tubes out of him.. which is just a great thing!! =D I'm very happy for him.. he's really recovering well everyday. and its so nice of him to ask his sister and dad to send me home.. though i was like damn paiseh.. but his sister insisted also so i can't say no too. chat a lot in the car during the journey back home. about work, him, studies and blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother's condition is still like a yo-yo.. *sighs* I'm really damn messed up with my feelings.. it's like.. when i visit grandmother, i feel really down and afraid.. when i visit kiat, i feel very happy for him.. duhs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A colleague of mine - Paul Kan, has resigned. It was really shocking though i knew about it long ago and I know the reason. He's really a talent and nice person. It's really a waste. But it's better for him rather than staying on unhappily. The another shocking thing is, his dad passed away this afternoon cos of cancer. Though they didn't expected him to leave them so soon but he eventually did... My condolences to Paul but sorry Paul.. I can't make it to the wake for superstitious reason. I'm sorry. I'm visiting the hospital frequently, especially its my grandmother. I would not want to take the risk. Really sorry about it bro. I know you'll understand, Mr Tarzan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"a million love songs later........"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4503585984519939743?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4503585984519939743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4503585984519939743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4503585984519939743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4503585984519939743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/what_03.html' title='what the !!!!!!!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4358158533304078204</id><published>2008-06-03T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T19:58:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Million Love Songs...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Put your head against my life&lt;br /&gt;What do you hear&lt;br /&gt;A million words just trying to make&lt;br /&gt;The love song of the year&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes but don't forget&lt;br /&gt;What you have heard&lt;br /&gt;A man who's trying to say three words&lt;br /&gt;The words that make me scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A million love songs later&lt;br /&gt;And here I am trying to tell you that I care&lt;br /&gt;A million love songs later and here I am&lt;br /&gt;A million love songs later here I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Looking to the future now&lt;br /&gt;This is what I see&lt;br /&gt;A million chances pass me by&lt;br /&gt;A million chances to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Take me back, take me back&lt;br /&gt;To where I used to be&lt;br /&gt;To hide away from all my truth&lt;br /&gt;Through the light I see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A million love songs later&lt;br /&gt;And here I am trying to tell you that I care&lt;br /&gt;A million love songs later and here I am&lt;br /&gt;A million love songs later here I am&lt;br /&gt;A million love songs later here I am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4358158533304078204?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4358158533304078204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4358158533304078204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4358158533304078204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4358158533304078204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/million-love-songs_03.html' title='A Million Love Songs...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3183230052139266840</id><published>2008-06-02T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T01:23:13.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sha lalalala... *clap clap clap*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;don't bother about the title. it's just some rubbish..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I took leave today to go hospital again. . really apologise to my colleague cos if not for my grandmother, i wouldn't have asked for leave. didn't know the other colleague would MC. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Grandmother is better today again. =) i'm really so glad to know that.. so so much better.. her fever has subsided alot. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kiat is also feeling much better today. =) Really alot of nonsenses.. LOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm really so happy that both of them are recovering.. Thank god for blessing them, and cotinue to bless them please. =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just now left at 7.30pm, went YCK station to meet TF to pass him the magic gloves(quoted by TF). LOL! den went to his house cos he wanted to changed clothes before going out for dinner. LOL! leaving that time his brother just nice also going eat with his gf so TF say go together, so four of us went to chomp chomp for dinner - of course, his brother drove us there. haha.. had Hokkien Mee and Black Carrot Cake and also the "Jug" of Sugarcane Juice. =) den his brother drove me back after that. yea.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Buberry's designs are really nice eh.. =XXX gosh.. it's a branded stuff!! @_@ argh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#003300;"&gt;you're back.. like finally.. Can I make you not go back there anymore??? I really hope you rather stay in Singapore than go back there. I'll find you a better job with stable pay and we still can afford to feed all of us together, rather than you stay there.. please.. Stay here will you?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3183230052139266840?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3183230052139266840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3183230052139266840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3183230052139266840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3183230052139266840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/06/sha-lalalala-clap-clap-clap.html' title='sha lalalala... *clap clap clap*'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-276882269374503316</id><published>2008-05-31T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T01:19:19.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itzy pitzy..</title><content type='html'>back from the hospital....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halfway went to meet the TF to vivo cos i'm transferring my starhub internet services to his name so that i can sign up for ym own mobile line under corporate individual rate.. LOL! =X lucky he agreed to help me. otherwise i donno how sia.. but this means i'm not entitled to the $100 off for being a hubber!!... =( sad sia... but nvm la. one can never have both sides of the world.. went to shop around, bought a top at GAP which i really liked it. =) very simple top la. but just simply loved it. =D he bought three shirts and a t-shirt also. haa. its GSS man!! makes me feel like going for a shopping spreeeeeeeeee... LOL! with him around, got card - which means alot of more extra discounts many places. hahha!! =XX oops... whatever.. den headed to queenstown to get his shoes, and had our dinner there. LOL! had the tasty small portion laska there, den went up for macdonalds cos that small portion laksa is simply not enough, just the crave. LOL! after which we went to hospital(again to me) to visit kiat and my grandmother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat is so funny. LOL! he spells TF's name as "qing qian".. LOL! den he wrote "thanks for coming qing qian." hahaha.. den i say " is qingdian not qingqian" den he wrote back "same la.." den we all laughed.. den he wrote this note, showed his sister and at the same time, pointed at TF - "china man"... LOLROLF!!! he's saying TF is china man!! LOL!!! Buay tahan him. ahaha kiat is lian pang ren.. LOL! he's darn funny la. hahah.. like ah pek.. keep repeating himself, thanking all of us for coming.. just glad he knows everyone cares for him la..=) the drama part was when i told them i go off first, visit my grandmother again den go home, he was typing a msg on his phone den hand signalled me to wait a while.. i thought what.. den when he finished typing his msg, he just put down the phone den waved bye bye to me.. -.-" everyone was like wondering what he wanna say den just laughed out loud when he just waved bye.. duhs.. lol. trick me. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visit grandmother again.. she's sleeping, but seems differernt from normal again and still has fever..tomorrow dad's coming back... i wonder...............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;whatever it will be, please just give her the best one..to be with grandfather and leslie, or remain with us... thank you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;"i love you grandmother.. i might  not have showed enough but i still do.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-276882269374503316?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/276882269374503316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=276882269374503316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/276882269374503316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/276882269374503316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/itzy-pitzy.html' title='itzy pitzy..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8956771476180670925</id><published>2008-05-31T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T16:12:36.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the yo-yo game..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was like a split second news for me as i received a phone call from my Aunt Madeline regarding about grandmother.. the doctor had called her and informed her of my grandmother's condition which was said to be critical as she hasn't been responding and reacting to the antibiotics given to her despite being changed for the seoncd time.. my heart sank totally.. i was so afraid, halfway through work while still on the phone with aunt mad, i cried.. hurriedly i went back into the office and pondered.. i was so afraid.. immediatly. i know i had to go visit her.. i rushed down by cab, still tearing.. upon reaching hospital, i went to visit her first. saw my Uncle alan who arrived shortly before me. Grandmother was so drowsy the qhole day. i was in the hospital from about 12pm, till night time 12am, she was just sleeping the whole day, once in a while she would open her eyes a little den close back in a few seconds, as if she was really tired. but it was just wierd.. We somehow had a feeling, that she seems to be just waiting for my dad to be back before she leaves all of us to find my grandfather..... And... my dad will be back tomorrow night.. i wonder what would happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm right now in the4 hospital with my laptop.. in front of her.. she seems to be so much better today.. awake and alert the whole day, eyes also open big big.. =) i'm glad.. doctor's latest report is that she's finally reacting to the antibiotics and her fever had gradually subsided.. which is a good thing. =) it really warms my heart to see her open her eyes and smile at me when she sees me.. like she did just now.. i'm here since 12pm, and she's awake till now.. i'm really glad for her... hope she'll recover and be discharged soon.. please.. god hear my prayer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiat's condition has also improved alot! It's just so amazing that he recovered really fast, faster than any of us thought he would. he just went for his operaion yesterday night for his leg, i think is to realign his broken leg bah.. anyway he was quit crappy in the day when i visited him while visiting my grandmother.. he kept wanting to go toilet.. just come back from toilet say want to go again.. den he wrote down on paper "I until 9 nothing to do.." thats y he wants to go toilet.. as in just go about the place instead of staying at one place la.. ya.. he was very thankful and touched that so many people went to visit him.. =) well, at least he knows that everyone caraes about him and he won't be so negative.. he keeps wanting to go home but he still can't, so we are all encouraging him to be good and he will recover real fast liek he did already.. =) Jia You WoonKiat!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past two weeks it has been basically hard for me as I was sick and had to come to hospital to visit kiat.. After which last week my grandmother was admitted into hospital for serious lungs infection and whenever i visit the hospital, i was hoping between grandmother's ward and kist's ward. Moreover she's my grandmother, and cause of her age, I had to visit her more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things hitting me one after another and before one is solved, another comes... gosh.. I'm really tired.. But I glad a have friends who are very caring for me.. =) especially some of my part timers and colleagues who were standing by me all the while, calling and checking on me each time making sure i have my meals, i don't go home late, I'm safe and sound. =) Thanks my friends, as all these had kept me standing still until now... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8956771476180670925?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8956771476180670925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8956771476180670925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8956771476180670925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8956771476180670925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/yo-yo-game.html' title='the yo-yo game..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2093983102497614617</id><published>2008-05-29T00:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T15:45:18.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears in heaven...</title><content type='html'>I'm just so happy for him.. He's out of SICU finally!!! 12.5 days of battle.. he's sooo much better now!! gosh.. its just tears of joy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to visit him today. He had already changed to normal ward 11C bed 95.. its the same direction and angle of his SICU room, his bed is on the left hand side, centre one. Yea. Its so nice to see him being able to react and respond with us. He can write, sms, use hand signs, count people. haha. just like his old self. so drama funny. only thing is he still can't talk yet cos of his operation for his jaw. they kinda braced his mouth together so that he cannot open his mouth. it is temporary so hopefully very soon he can have it out. =) He have the Trachea which is same as my grandmother, that is for breathing aid. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after visiting him, i went to visit grandmother.. den waited for jiabao and visit him again. not a while before we gotta go off cos i'm going somewhere else and jiabao gotta go home do her project. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Jia you... you will be out of hospital soon. we are all with you kiat.. =)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#333300;"&gt;thanks for hearing all our prayers. i know you will aid both of them and let them recover fast enough to be able for discharge right? =) thanks you so much dear god. love you.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2093983102497614617?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2093983102497614617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2093983102497614617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2093983102497614617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2093983102497614617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/tears-in-heaven_29.html' title='tears in heaven...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3492236163979446252</id><published>2008-05-27T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:07:41.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishing well..</title><content type='html'>It's another hectic day for me. Attending training course for e-purchasing this morning at DE, den went to Sentosa for my class. didn't even have time for lunch. Den went to TTSH to visit my grandmother, as well as kiat. Well, it seems further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't visit kiat outside his room, but near the main entrance of the ward. I didn't want to go nearer, cause from far, I could already see him, very very aggitated.. He kept struggling to get up, jerking the whole bed. Gosh.. It hurts to see him like that.. Understand from XueLian that he had already damaged several bed because of the metal thing that is installed through his feet. He kept shaking and jerking., resulting in the metal thing poking through the mattress and damaging it as well. He really is in great uncomfortability. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But Kiat, You have to go through this and pull through this please...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard from his sister and mother that tomorrow he'll be out of SICU ward, going to some other ward which I'm not sure whether is normal A/B ward or some other special ward that has nurse for special care to him. But I'm very glad that he's out of SICU ward and that he's recovering fast. However, his sister says not to visit him still for the moment, till he's more stable cos it seems that he is very aggitated still currently. I didn't want to visit him that often but it just happen that my grandmother is also hospitalised, I had to visit her, so at the same time just went to visit kiat, but I just see him from far, didn't go close to him. Besides last saturday, I stood outside his ward, but he was already sound asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother's condition is better. She could have her meals through her feeding tube, which she couldn't yesterday. I'm glad she's recovering again. =) Went for dinner with Aunt Teresa, Sis Jelaine, Aunt joyce, Uncle Alan and also Aunt Mad's maid. Well, we had quite some family conversations, though I don't really liked the topic. Everyone has their difficulties, like each of us do.  There are many things which are beyond my control. Like the chinese saying goes - Jia Jia You Ben Nan Nian De Jing - Every household has its own difficulties. If only everything was so easy, no one would have to suffer in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just for one very simple thing - for hating my mother... Like I said, if they were in my shoes, they will know how I feel. The fact that she used me to cheat on my dad, is something that I just cannot accept. And the fact that she cheated me too. I just cannot accept it. That is why I hate her so much. But I still give her respect and face. That's the most I could do. The rest, gotta wait till I reach "that age" to understand then, as per they say. But still, unless you guys were in my shoes, otherwise please just don't comment much or even bring it up. Let time heal it. I don't want to be reminded about it each and every time. It makes me hate her more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;give me a break, just give me a break.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I know YOU read my blog. and this is specially for you&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;How soon is soon? What do you mean by you know what you are doing? If you know what you are doing, things would not be like this today. You don't know at all. You are so stubborn. You don't even know how I feel. To have lost total trust in you. To think we were like so close in the past, but becasue of sone sucker hypocrite, because of YOU lying to me time and time again. I have totally given up on everything. And remember one thing, I'm not the only one that has lost the trust I had in you. Your relatives, your cousin who even wanted to sponsor to help yoiu create a website for your business, your cousin who you treat her more than a sister than me,  the uncle who always ask you to go his place  for mahjong, or talk about food cuisine and helps you out. They all have already lost the trust they had in you. And all these was done single handedly by YOU. Ask yourself this question - Is it worth??? When you need help in the future, who else can you turn to! She will not help you but she'll just bring you burden. Think for yourself. Can't you just get a stable job and do things proper with a stable salary before getting into any business. I'm totally tired of hearing you guys say soon soon soon. HOW SOON IS SOON?!?!?! one month? one year? 10 years?! it just seems that the "soon" never comes... please... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3492236163979446252?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3492236163979446252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3492236163979446252&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3492236163979446252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3492236163979446252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/wishing-well.html' title='wishing well..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5759605064114307086</id><published>2008-05-26T21:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:48:12.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say a little prayer..</title><content type='html'>is this a karma?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandmother is hospitalised for serious chest infection- in TTSH.. I immediately went down to see her on Saturday night when Aunt Madeline smsed me that she's hospitalised. When I saw her, again my heart sank. it hurts to see her usual cheerful self with us, to be so uncomfortable now. And i realised, she has slimmed down a little. I hope she's okay, please keep her in your prayers.. thanks my friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I went to visit him.. I saw the operation on his throat is done, and his mouth has one tube less, cos it's now attached to the thing on his throat. I didn't go in cause it was already midnight. From outside, I can see him clearly, without the neck braces anymore. And I could just know its still him. He had some scratches on his legs as while. An additional bandage around his left eye, think its some cream or lubricant to help him open his eyes without pain, cos close too long already. Can see that he is recovering quite fast also. But still, we all know it won't be the same as before. But most importantly is still he gets well soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't blame the maid - it's your mother anyway, why don't you just check yourself and blame yourself? Afterall, she's just a maid, not a nurse. And she's not MY maid Ayu. Its different. And it'll never be the same anymore.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;It'll just never be the same anymore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5759605064114307086?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5759605064114307086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5759605064114307086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5759605064114307086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5759605064114307086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/say-little-prayer.html' title='say a little prayer..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7583454985019026447</id><published>2008-05-20T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T23:14:03.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pause...</title><content type='html'>bacteria ain't good for health, especially wounded patients.. thus.. kiat's sister requests that we do not visit him everyday, for fear of bacteria entering him.. so maybe i'll just visit him say once a week or so bah.. anyway i need to catch up with my own health.. falling sick... yea.. but its nothing compared to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to visit him today.. but didn't spend much time inside. cos scare his sister unhappy also. they are just worried for him la, so are we.. so we left in less than 15 minutes.. had dinner there, den went back with XueLian..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a nose that's stucked - i mean stucked nose.. jammed nose?? whatever.. irritating.. and stupid fever GO AWAY!!! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;Dear Woonkiat, we might not be there everyday with you in the hospital, but we will always be with you in our hearts.. JIA YOU!!! We will wait for you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Dear God, please continue to watch over him and bless him.. gratefully thankful to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess its time everyone knows the importance or treasuring each and everyone around you, tell them what you want to tell them, tell them that you love them - i did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7583454985019026447?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7583454985019026447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7583454985019026447&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7583454985019026447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7583454985019026447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/pause.html' title='pause...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-786014718866012509</id><published>2008-05-19T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T23:08:54.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the believe.</title><content type='html'>I believe everyone's prayers are heard.. I went to see him today again.. He's sooo much better. I felt a great relief.. he's really blessed, with one nurse who is so caring, so happened to be someone from Holy High, for those of you who knows her - Xue Lian. She's 22 this year, born in 86 batch de. ya.. She's soo nice.. she helps alot.. kinda looked like special care - but we all appreciated it. She called him... and he responded. She said " WOONKIAT... IF YOU CAN HEAR ME, GRAB MY HAND..." and he did... he grabbed her hands.. he responded.. He even managed to open one of his eyes.. god.. thank you so much.. this afternoon when i arrived there at about 4.35pm, i was alone, standing outside his room, just looking over him. i dared not go in, for fear it would affect the test results of his brain. but his sister then later told me its actually okay to talk to him. just let him know he's woonkiat and i'm emmeline, his friend/colleague... i'm here to visit him.. stay strong.. blah blah blah.. main tihng is at least he knows he's kiat. cos he was all alone and labelled "unknown chinese male" when he was admitted to hospital, for he did not bring any identification with him... well.. i'm glad.. it warms my heart seeing how his family reacts for him, each time i tell them what i saw. when i was alone in the afternoon, the moment i reached there, i saw him moved his wrists.. and also saw him trying to move his body - i think its the unbearable pain he's suffering from.. i was told he's very naughty, he keeps trying to pluck out the tubes, thus they had to tie his hand. well, i understand this because my grandmother always does the same thing that we had no choice but to tie up her hands as well. its painful to the heart, but its all for their own good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night time, after his family went for dinner, i went in, stood outside his room, alone, and watch over him again. this time, i went in. but i did not utter a word.. i don't know why but i  just could not open my mouth. though i very much wanted to. but it seems like my lips were glued to each other. i just cant seem to open. well.. after a while, i stood outside his room again.. the nurses went in to turn his body to other side so that his skin can breathe... Xuelian told me he opened his eyes again.. he's awake.. he responded to her.. just not long after all the nurses came out, his family came back.. i told them about him opening his eyes and moving and responding.. his parents, brother and sister went in immediately and talked to him.. it was such a heartwarming sight.. "kiat ar.. we are all here.. you must be strong. very soon we all will gohome together okay... must be good.. kiat ar.. you are okay.... very good boy... kiat ar... ... ..." it was really heartwarming.. he responded to them.. he grabbed their hands.. they were so touched.. his sister teared.. his mum don even want to leave the room.. after that i went in.. hoping to see his eyes opened.. but he went back to sleep - eyes closed again..  well.. it's okay.. i believe i will..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Dear woonkiat.. jia you.. we will all stand by you.. we are with you..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dear god, thank you for answering all our prayers.. please continue to watch over him.. thank you lord.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-786014718866012509?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/786014718866012509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=786014718866012509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/786014718866012509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/786014718866012509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/believe.html' title='the believe.'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8589796059148358760</id><published>2008-05-19T16:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T16:07:56.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>impact</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm having the impact because of the memories we used to have..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The special moments.. that one will never forget, especially if it is special to one. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was special to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is special to me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Stay Strong.. we'll all be there for you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8589796059148358760?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8589796059148358760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8589796059148358760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8589796059148358760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8589796059148358760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/impact.html' title='impact'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1946760572573330170</id><published>2008-05-18T21:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:47:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the dream..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDqN9vDwiI/AAAAAAAAANA/N0Mb81Ga30M/s1600-h/1_615231731l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201915095244063266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDqN9vDwiI/AAAAAAAAANA/N0Mb81Ga30M/s320/1_615231731l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDpxtvDwhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ODgCMm6j0S4/s1600-h/P1040830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201914609912758802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDpxtvDwhI/AAAAAAAAAM4/ODgCMm6j0S4/s320/P1040830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be strong, get well soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this dream last night.. that some fella called me up to tell me he's out of the SICU ward. and he could talk, and that fella passed the phone to him. I was talking to him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to visit him again today. We were not supposed to talk to him or anything so as not to agitate him. However, when my other part timers visited him today, they didn't know.. aparently, i was told that someone talked to him. and they saw him teared.. once again, my heart sunk.. When I saw him today, its still the same. His sister came to talk to us and told us he's better today... Seriously, I don't feel good in me. Especially when we were about to leave, We went up, wanting to look for his family members and inform them. Upon reaching the ward, We saw his brother and sister, both with teary eyes. I told them we're going off, and asked again to see if he's okay. Once again his sister siad he's okay. I wanted to go in see him again but his sister said doctors said let him rest. I don't feel good. really. AND FOR CORRECTION - SICU doesn"t stand for SUB-ICU ward.. that stupid smart alec fella told me that. it actually stands for SURGICAL ICU WARD. It really hurts, alot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Woonkiat.. please stay strong and be strong. be determined. just like the way you were when you skidded from your bike. You had minor injuries but you still wanted to go blading, you still went cycling and riding your bike. Though this time you might not be able to do so anymore, but there's still many other things you can do. Please.. be strong and pull through this.. we are all with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is reading, I beg you. Please help to pray for my friend, Whatever religion you are in. Please.. help me... Pray for his recovery. Pray for his health. Pray for his everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear god, i know there must be a reason to why you want to punish him. there must be a reason why this has to happen to him..but please i beg you.. please bless him to recover soon. bless his family... bless for his health.. please i beg you... thank you lord..I pray...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;On the positive side, true friend is back from Taiwan trip and bought me stuffs! I just can't wait.. But that dear friend will the priority these days...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If it is possible, exchange me instead.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1946760572573330170?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1946760572573330170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1946760572573330170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1946760572573330170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1946760572573330170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/please.html' title='the dream..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDqN9vDwiI/AAAAAAAAANA/N0Mb81Ga30M/s72-c/1_615231731l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5667374781391962474</id><published>2008-05-18T00:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:44:20.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the hit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDpd9vDwgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EMQ6GjKR6oY/s1600-h/P1040831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201914270610342402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDpd9vDwgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EMQ6GjKR6oY/s320/P1040831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't really know how I want to start my feelings today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, my ex-boyfriend, my part timer, my colleague, Woonkiat......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He met with a fatal accident. He was knocked down by a bus 136 near his house, when he was riding bicycle. Initially, we all just thought he was missing cause i received a phone call this morning from Reymund asking me if I did contact woonkiat since yesterday as he hasn't gone home and cannot be contacted since then. I was already very worried from then, and tried all possibilities asking people around, his close friends and whoever I thought could be with him. But to no avail. Even till the afternoon, there was no news at all. Until the late evening at about 5plus, Someone called me and told me Woonkiat is found - In Tan Tock Seng Hospital now. My heart sunk... I was totally shocked and lost for words also after I hung up the phone. I was at my aunt house at Eunos then when Reymund called me and offered to come pick me up to go visit him together with JianLiang and HuiBing. I was told he's fine, by the friend who found him. BUT upon reaching TTSH and I called that fella up to ask which level he is in, I was told 3rd Level - which through my knowledge, I know it is the level for all patients under the Intensive Care Unit. I was like shocked. Initially I wasn't feeling that bad, until I came to find out that he is in the Sub-ICU Ward, I was like lost. I knew it was gonna be very bad. Leg broke and fractured, Lungs punctured ribs think got break, and jaw also kenna till need to go plastic surgery, that's roughly what I heard from his family. When I went in to visit him and saw him, my heart toally sunk. The water tap started to break loose and opened. I cried. Even now when typing this, I'm still not feeling good in me and still tearing but still can control. I couldn't bear to see him on his bed like this. Though he is conscious, but he's sleeping because they gave him morphine to keep him from the pain. It was so hurtful that it pierced through my heart. Angeline and Xavier was there as well and she also could not take it and cried. Its like first time our direct friend met with such an accident. Till now I'm still very worried.. All I wish for is that he get well soon and be out of the ICU ward ASAP. May God Bless his please..... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;he might not be able to ride his bicycle or motorbike anymore in the future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Dear God, Thank you for keeping him with us still, but please bless my friend to be out of the ICU ward asap, and that he can recover speedily. Please..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5667374781391962474?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5667374781391962474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5667374781391962474&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5667374781391962474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5667374781391962474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/hit.html' title='the hit..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SDDpd9vDwgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/EMQ6GjKR6oY/s72-c/P1040831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3162808976278895700</id><published>2008-05-16T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:09:54.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted..</title><content type='html'>it seems that owing sleep is really something that one cannot pay back. I'm really like totally exhausted already.. When can I ever feel energetic again? hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is going wrong with me.. I've been a frequent late comer for the past few months.. keep overslept. I don't know man. Does stress causes such problems? f*** man.. I'm so sick and tired of myself also. How can I help myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from all these exhaustness, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just want to say a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VERY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDATE TO MY DEAREST MISS HENG BILING! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Though you can't meet me today, it's okay, nevermind. YOU WATCH OUT! LOL! joking la. haha. There will definitely be a next time no worries. As long as you're happy, everyday will be your birthdATE! =D haha! take care and I'm always around!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on a side note&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is it time to look for a new home?? any recommendations??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3162808976278895700?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3162808976278895700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3162808976278895700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3162808976278895700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3162808976278895700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/exhausted.html' title='exhausted..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8511043203636287058</id><published>2008-05-15T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:13:26.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ and fun! =)</title><content type='html'>woohoo... I'm like so tired... LOL. I want to talk about the small mini gathering BBQ we had from Monday to Wedesday. Jessie, Derick, Angeline, Xiaowen and I! =D haha. Just the five of us. we had a BBQ! cute right! LOL! It was very fun. Derick is our chef for both nights, LOL. Went to buy things den prepare den BBQ. He's a good chef! the food are all tasty and delicious! Especially the prawns wrapped with bacon. haha all of us was like asking for more(PEPSI)! -.-" LOL! towards the later part, Derick suggested that we play some games. LOL! it was like totally funny. haha.. we were sitting in one round. From clockwise - Jessie-Derick-Xiaowen-Emmeline-Angeline den back to Jessie. LOL! we were initially playing this game called "big fish small fish" whereby we have to use our hands for action. When we say BIG FISH, we have to do a small fish action, when we say SMALL FISH, we have to do a big fish action. den can reverse also. LOL! Jessie keep kenna to drink. LOL!! den we played 007. LOL! also very fun la. but i don't know how to describe it here. lol. it's like damn fun la. we were laughing all the way like mad. Angeline and I were like watching show. LOL. cos of Xiaowen and Jessie. LOL! Second night was only The four of us, without Xiaowen cos she had to go home for Dinner. ya. Jessie, Derick and I went for swimming first before going to FairPrice to buy more food for late BBQ. LOL! Angeline joined us for the bbq later. yea. we had fun talking all sorts of craps.. the most irritating part was that Don't know how they started to talk about ghost stories.. -.-" experiences in Downtown somemore! -.-" argh.. well. we all slept at about 4am, with Derick the first one to KO! LOL! den he started his engine.. -.-" from Proton Saga to Nissan Serena to Subaru to Evo. LOL! joking. hahha.. the sad thing is I start work at 7am!!! =( sad man... den go work super tired sia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its fun to have such cute gatherings once in a while. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When I start to feel sick and tired of everything, I mean everything...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8511043203636287058?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8511043203636287058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8511043203636287058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8511043203636287058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8511043203636287058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/bbq-and-fun.html' title='BBQ and fun! =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4345166335691252482</id><published>2008-05-10T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T09:31:09.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick chicken..</title><content type='html'>Yea. the sick chicken for today is me. had a very bad headache and fever. =(, therefore couldn't go work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went swimming last night after work with Jessie and Juli. it's been such a Loooooonnnnggggg time since i last went swimming man. like years years ago that i can't even remember when. haha. Had about an hour plus of swimming time. It's so fun and tiring at the same time. I was like swimming a little in the earlier part and i got tired. but after that just kept swimming thru and fro. Too long no swim liao. and didn't have goggles also. yea. Gonna get one soon. It's gonna be a routine. LOL. darn. I will not neglect my blades. ANGELINE STEVEN WOONKIAT XAVIER and cyclist ESMOND! PLAN A DATE AND GO BLADING AGAIN LEH!!! LOL! anyway, i swear, i'm gonna start a healthier life soon. whenever i have time, it'll be gym, swimming or blading. even alone - hopefully =X.. weight losing program.. LOL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting quite sick and tired of everything, and i meant EVERYTHING. from home to work. Nothing seems to be right somehow. I really hate the fact that I'm always questioned about him - What is he doing? where is he? why he need so much money? why this why that. Freak! I'm not him so stop asking me!!! I'm not him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4345166335691252482?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4345166335691252482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4345166335691252482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4345166335691252482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4345166335691252482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/sick-chicken.html' title='sick chicken..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3842645113955204720</id><published>2008-05-06T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:30:26.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>messed up feelings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;after another long period of crazy busy week preparing for the U Launch and the May Day Rally where by both events was graced by PM Lee Hsien Loong.. the "indirect" troublemaker for everyone.  Its because of him coming, everythign has to be done like almost to perfection! 99.99999% perfect. gosh.. we had to iron like 1500 chair covers whereby most of it was done by xiaowen. LOL! =X poor her. i need to propose to Kat to do out one Diploma in Ironing and present it to Xiaowen liao. hahha.. ironvivor. LOL! whatever.. anyway all the setups done for both events were crazy. because there were sooo many last minute changes here and there. Its like a 5 minutes sentence to say for a 5 hour or even 5 days work to be done!!! hai.. but what to do.. thigns still have to be done.. tolerance lo... when both events was over, the feeling was like WOAH! so relieved.. thought there's another two more this weekend.. argh.. -.-" May Day Model Workers Award and the May Day Carnival.. the yearly events.. the yearly crazy events. LOL! =X all the May Day May Day events because its Labour Day month and NTUC is the chief for the Labour movement.. hai..blahs....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of all these events, i can't do my project. too busy and jam packed with work issues that i totally cannot concentrate on my project. gotta rush off everything by end of this month. god save me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally had our Banquet BBQ last Sunday. It was a very last minute planned one, but still it was fun in a way la.  yea. Thanks to all those people who turned up and also many thanks to Derick who drove me to buy the food and also helped us marinate the sotong and also the crab which weizhen they all suggested to ask him to help marinate. LOL!! wth.. Its gonna be paiseh if we don't ask him to stay for the BBQ, so we decided to ask and make him stay on for the bbq. at least not so bad la. haha. Jessie was so funny, cos she told me, if she isn't attached with her 10years bf now, she would have gone to woo Derick. LOL! i laughed my ass off!! =XX LOL! well he's nice no doubt la. haha. and to think Jessie could ask me to consider him. He's twice my age for goodness sake!! =X i'm 19 and he's 36! but hor.. jessie told me her parents age. Mum born in the 1950s and dad born in the 1930s.. i'm 1989 he's 1972...er.... LOL!! whatever la. haha..LOL! nonsense. haha. blah blah blah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freaking sad and bad news for me.. I don't know gotta wait till when den can get my phone le. I went down to Cuppage road today - so freaking far - just to sign up for my corporate line and get a new phone cos my current phone is spoiled. I cannot sign up mobile line with Starhub anymore because I'm below 21years and I'm only allowed to hold only one Mobile line - which i already do because of the MaxMobile device which I've gotten for my brother. idiot la. and now he wants to sell off his laptoop, leaving me with that stupid device when i already have internet at home. hai... I really give up man.. the only way out is that i transfer the internet thingy to someone else's name and then i use my name to sign up for the mobile line.. hai.. who can i go to for help?? =/ hai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last time I'm gonna say, I've totally given up on this f*****. I'm really tired, to the extend, i really don't even wish to go home at all. If I can, I owuld have moved out of this place. But it's because of one person that I tell myself I cannot do that - my dad. But he's also been giving me problems and stressing me out lately. I'm really tired. To the extend I've started to  s**** alot nowadays. I'm really sorry about it but I can't help it. It's really pushing me too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"The whispers turn to shouting,&lt;br /&gt;The shouting turns to tears.&lt;br /&gt;Your tears turn into laughter,&lt;br /&gt;And it takes away our fears."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Early Summer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's like playing on repeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just like when we would meet,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;When we would meet."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Deep in my heart I'm concealing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things that I'm longing to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Scared to confess what I'm feeling,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Frightened you'll slip away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You Must Love Me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3842645113955204720?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3842645113955204720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3842645113955204720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3842645113955204720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3842645113955204720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/05/messed-up-feelings.html' title='messed up feelings..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-9078601476078304086</id><published>2008-04-22T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T21:44:04.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just passing by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBganMvjQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2F-ApC_fCQg/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197259980300848386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBganMvjQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2F-ApC_fCQg/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgbXMvjRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/49UYb57zofM/s1600-h/DSC00124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197259993185750290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgbXMvjRI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/49UYb57zofM/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgbnMvjSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FltFTuxCC8Q/s1600-h/DSC00206.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197259997480717602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgbnMvjSI/AAAAAAAAAMY/FltFTuxCC8Q/s320/DSC00206.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgb3MvjTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7OsfFAI-t8M/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197260001775684914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBgb3MvjTI/AAAAAAAAAMg/7OsfFAI-t8M/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;woo hoo... Finalyl after the long wait, I went to the Food Hotel Asia 2008 today as a trade visitor!! =D I have my own pass!! weee..~! and i think i saw michelle lee. hahaha well.. good to see some familiar faces. =) Went with Salim.. walked about and saw alot things. met a few suppliers and his old friends as well.. went around wine tasting also.. haha.. it's a good experience. I'll take up wine after my studies.. hopefully i can make it. =) there's toooooo much to learn about wine.. but i'll slowly pick up even from now. actually i do have some basic knowledge about it la. haha ;) its sooooo happy la!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another colleague of mine is leaving the company again.. one by one they are all leaving... hai... but its good for them. they escape fast. they can see more. and suffer less.. i guess soon it'll be my turn.. sshhh... there's ears over the wall.. cannot say too much. LOL! =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. no off for me this week. gotta set up for the opening ceremony for this sunday. the e!hub official opening and the U-launch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS! DO JUST POP BY AND TAKE A LOOK!! LOL! e!hub will be opened!! =D got cinema, fairprice, superdog, PASTAMANIA, bark cafe, bowling and MANY MORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till then.. so long....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-9078601476078304086?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/9078601476078304086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=9078601476078304086&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9078601476078304086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9078601476078304086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/just-passing-by.html' title='just passing by...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SCBganMvjQI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2F-ApC_fCQg/s72-c/DSC00122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-9187699942602046919</id><published>2008-04-14T17:08:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T00:06:46.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks guys!! =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;woohoo! I'm here to update about my Saturday pouring Sentosa trip with: Steven, Raymond, Esmond, WeiZhen, Gladys, XiaoWen, XueYen and our new friend introduced by Steven - WeiLun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fulfilled trip though it was pouring on the earlier part.. I meet them at Sentosa itself around 11am plus cos I was out for breakfast with Derick in the morning before he offered to send me to Sentosa. whahaa.. free transportation. LOL! =X anyway i got my free pass in(TAS Student pass) - which i think i lost it in that trip also.. =( We had to take shelter under one hut as the rain was too big and there was thunder and lightning which means we cant play in the rain as it is toooooo dangerous.. When the rain starts to lighten, we played volley ball and captain's ball in the rain! LOL! till the rain really stops and finally Mr Sun decided to say Hi to all Sentosa visitors! and that was about 12pm or so.. around that time, Steven's friend WeiLun came and we played 4 on 4 volleyball with some strangers. LOL! First group was Steven, WeiLun, XiaoWen and I. LOL! we played terribly, and we lost by a bit... =( 20-21 argh!!!! After that, WeiZhen and XueYen sub XiaoWen and I, We really had soo much fun playing.. and the best part is, we know a new sport now - volley ball! All thanks to Steven and WeiLun who taught us how to play, patiently. LOL! Afterall it was just a friendly match. yea..My damn phone Spoil already!! freak, and I'm soo soo soooooo tempted to buy my Sony Ericsson w960i.. Any Sponsors???!?!?! =X heeheehee... its only $98 but yet I can't afford to buy it yet. Hopefully by end of this month or next month it still remains the same price. heehee.. Or any kind soul who wants to lend me some money or better still, just buy me that phone la.. =XX LOL!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;some photos of the outing.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the beautiful siloso beach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX-pCyvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/81JJlV-8UNU/s1600-h/DSC03595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339729155702146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX-pCyvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/81JJlV-8UNU/s320/DSC03595.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;them before I arrive. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339742040604066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX_ZCyvaI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SOSday_Ch5w/s320/DSC03594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after me reaching!! without steven though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX_JCyvZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/c40HkoVqoQk/s1600-h/DSC03598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339737745636754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX_JCyvZI/AAAAAAAAAKA/c40HkoVqoQk/s320/DSC03598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this is the Weizhen. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtYAJCyvbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hJYrEeLgmAM/s1600-h/DSC03600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339754925505970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtYAJCyvbI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/hJYrEeLgmAM/s320/DSC03600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and us the girls...!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtYApCyvcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b5xpikmc1zE/s1600-h/DSC03602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191339763515440578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtYApCyvcI/AAAAAAAAAKY/b5xpikmc1zE/s320/DSC03602.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see me fly.... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteN5CyviI/AAAAAAAAALI/kduYR-YNHbI/s1600-h/DSC03609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346588218474018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteN5CyviI/AAAAAAAAALI/kduYR-YNHbI/s320/DSC03609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ahh!! steven fell down!! LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteOZCyvjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MdDe6sZHL_8/s1600-h/DSC03613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346596808408626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteOZCyvjI/AAAAAAAAALQ/MdDe6sZHL_8/s320/DSC03613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i still like this pic.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteOpCyvkI/AAAAAAAAALY/5ygGA2uNNAk/s1600-h/DSC03636.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346601103375938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAteOpCyvkI/AAAAAAAAALY/5ygGA2uNNAk/s320/DSC03636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;play la.. still can pose for picture. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtePJCyvlI/AAAAAAAAALg/WV0WuBOlLaM/s1600-h/DSC03639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346609693310546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtePJCyvlI/AAAAAAAAALg/WV0WuBOlLaM/s320/DSC03639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; that's xiaowen and her sand score board. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtePpCyvmI/AAAAAAAAALo/ftTtMP-d2Gw/s1600-h/DSC03641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191346618283245154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtePpCyvmI/AAAAAAAAALo/ftTtMP-d2Gw/s320/DSC03641.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spot me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191356350679137906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtnGJCyvnI/AAAAAAAAALw/P2T4-FYokiU/s320/DSC03686.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ya i'm in my uniform freaking peaving them to go work. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtnGpCyvoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r9rVWxePbeQ/s1600-h/DSC03688.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191356359269072514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtnGpCyvoI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r9rVWxePbeQ/s320/DSC03688.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and they played luge and skyride, without me!! =( cos i cant..next time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtnG5CyvpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L9gZbf-0Ye8/s1600-h/DSC03692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191356363564039826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtnG5CyvpI/AAAAAAAAAMA/L9gZbf-0Ye8/s320/DSC03692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry for the late post. haha. was busy and tired and lazy and whatsoever. LOL!! =X but i love the outing. and I'm super looking forward to the Banquet chalet dream-come-true!! =) ideas ideas please??? =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-9187699942602046919?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/9187699942602046919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=9187699942602046919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9187699942602046919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9187699942602046919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/thanks-guys.html' title='thanks guys!! =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/SAtX-pCyvYI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/81JJlV-8UNU/s72-c/DSC03595.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4230130367730552244</id><published>2008-04-10T23:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T01:18:50.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my sunflower field..</title><content type='html'>been so sleepy lately.. and tired.. guess i'm really totally worn out man.. don't have much mood for work either. think maybe its too quiet nowadays.. no function, just one or two meetings that kind.. BORING!! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to thank my buddy fs.. no one can really take over your place man.. thanks for everything.. for being there.. =) ~never be replaced~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days have been outing with my part timers.. =) after work dinner and pool and arcade. LOL! crazy times.. haven't been playing arcade for such a long time. yesterday went to play with weizhen. haha.. she thought i not pro sia. LOL! we played bishi bashi and i won! LOL! she lsot to me. hahha she underestimated me la. LOL!!! its liek to much fun though.. its not about winning, but the process of the whole game. haha its so darn fun. hahha and we played mario go-kart. basketball was also fun... but played halfway, i wanted to play another game but no choice gotta go off liao cos got something on.. yea. sian. but i still had lots of fun there!! =) loves them all la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always love the heart to heart talks with weizhen la.. =) hor!!! LOL! want to give me your baby??? hehehe... thanks for sharing times.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm waiting for TF to say when we going BATAM! -.-" i'm waiting for ANGELINE to say when we can go CRUISE!!! -.-" and i haven't forget my BILING - HONGKONG!! OMG... will any even come true man.. i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Come someone make my heavy heart light, it all starts with&lt;br /&gt;a lullaby.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4230130367730552244?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4230130367730552244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4230130367730552244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4230130367730552244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4230130367730552244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-sunflower-field.html' title='my sunflower field..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1450601074654886121</id><published>2008-04-06T09:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T09:36:21.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waking up...</title><content type='html'>On this sunday morning, I finally woke up to my senses and decided on something which I've been thinking about.. I've decided to stop paying my house electreical bills anymore. It has no advantage to me! My two brothers are the ones using all the electricity in the world at home and I'm paying for it. It doesn't make sense! I'm gonna save up this money instead for my other bills, entertainment and leisure. I can do so much with $700 extra!! and I've been paying these money for no good reason! Its time to teach them a lesson and let them go make the arrangements and pay themselve. I'm not gonna pay anymore. Unless I really have to. I've given up hope on them, totally. I cannot stand it anymore. I can buy a new phone of my choie with $700 - even without getting any contract man! I can eat for like 2-3 months! I can buy thigns that I like without having to hesitate so much! I can do so many things with these extra $700. Ain't it a good one?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided and I'm gonna do that. Let them know how difficult it is.. They can play Mahjong in the wee hours till even early in the morning when I go work. Come back home at night, they play mahjong, morning go work they still playing. wtf. Don't they have to work?! Don't I have to sleep?! freaking hell man!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I Am So Stupid Right&lt;br /&gt;?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1450601074654886121?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1450601074654886121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1450601074654886121&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1450601074654886121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1450601074654886121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/waking-up.html' title='waking up...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4155987390379502592</id><published>2008-04-05T14:26:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T15:31:01.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adios.. Amor.. Adios..</title><content type='html'>was just reading my cute colleague Lynn's farewell message to all.. I cried.. It was really touching and i really will miss her a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has been a great help, friend, colleague, sister and more to me.. Though there were rough times, but i understand why it happened and it did not affect our relationship as colleagues and friends! From the time she was in the Events company till the time she was transferred to HR&amp;amp;Admin department. She's a very nice person, and has helped me a lot in pulling through things - she might not know this.. I know she had many things going on in her personal life and of course work life, she's special in her own way. the cheerful girl i know. Adios babe.. I'll miss you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till today, i still believe in letting someone know that they are appreciated in important, before it is too late. That is why, I will try my best to do that and I have always been doing that. Nevertheless, there's always some people who might think you are mad in doing such things but i don't care. I'll never know when i might just suddenly leave this world without saying what I have to say to them, vice versa, I will not know when they might suddenly leave me, making me regret for not saying what I have to say also. That is why, to the people I once loved with all my heart and loved me too, I'd like to say thanks for loving me once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all my hi-bye friends&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for even bothering to say "Hi" to brighten up my day, it somewhat means something.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all my good&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;friends, classmates, colleagues&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for being my friend, colleague and classmate - it is fate that had brought us all together, have fun and laughter and help each other when each of us are in need. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my special friends Biling, Weizhen, Angeline, Victoria, Tony, Teresa, Felina&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for being that special friend listening to my complaints and sorrows and troubles, it meant alot to me to have that listening ear that I can trust, not forgetting the fun we have together, it will be in my heart for always.. I love you all and I always will..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my special colleagues Jessie, Derick, Kelly&lt;/strong&gt; - Even though we has ups and downs in work but I really appreciate the care that was given to me, the listening ear and advices I was given, I'll never forget everything and will remember for as much as I can, as long as I live. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my cute grandpa Manager Salim&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for the things you've taught me, the things about work, in life and of course about wine. Thanks for giving me chances everytime and encouraging me for whatever I do and helping me along..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my rascal colleague Din&lt;/strong&gt; - Though we had a lot of roughness in the past, but that's the past. Things have got better and the help you've given me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my "daughter" Allison &lt;/strong&gt;- Thanks for always having the trust in me and teaching me many things. I will never forget you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my lovely band Juniors HuiBing, Esther, ShiRui, FangJie and HuiQi &lt;/strong&gt;- You guys have been a great support to me in my band days especially after I was promoted to Band Major. Thanks for being there with me and supporting me helping me in areas I need. It would be different without you guys.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my partner Mr Drum Major Melvin &lt;/strong&gt;- Thanks for supporting each other, my pal through the 4 years in band. We've climbed the ladder unknowingly together. Thanks..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To all other band peeps &lt;/strong&gt;- Life is so special being in the Holy Innocents' High School Band. We have all gone through things together, SYF competitions and concerts and NDP rehearsals. I miss each and every activity I had in band. Also netball! &lt;strong&gt;Special thanks to Eleanor, HuanYing, YingYing and Grace&lt;/strong&gt; for being such great seniors in band and supporting Melvin and I when we were Majors.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my cute fun loving part timers&lt;/strong&gt; - Thanks all for helping to work, to add in the fun and joy of this place with those "thick skinned" crappers, Faisal, Zahid, Thomas, Steven, HuiBing, Roy: These people really got talent to do all sorts of things. Funny things that can never fail to make all of us laugh. The cranky heads. haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my relatives&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for the care that was given to me and the help rendered.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my two cute cousins Jiabao and Carmen&lt;/strong&gt; - thanks for always standing-by me and adhering to all my nonsense. I Love You and I know you love me too.. =D &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my special Buddee Best Buddy Fusheng&lt;/strong&gt; - There's always something that you've told me and I will not forget "Everyone is special in their own ways". You might have forgotten already. Music brought us together. Thanks for being there always when I needed someone. You could read my mind and advice me and change me. I will never forget the times we shared together through good and bad. I love you my friend and I always will...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To my True-friend, soul mate, part time boyfriend Qing Dian&lt;/strong&gt; - This special someone I cannot lose. I cannot explain how much I appreciated you and the times we had and I will never be able to forget all these.. Cheers! I love you my true friend and I always will..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To whoever I've left out &lt;/strong&gt;- I did not leave you out actually because you fall in part of the above somewhere which you might not know. .&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Loves with all my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;emmeline emmo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4155987390379502592?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4155987390379502592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4155987390379502592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4155987390379502592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4155987390379502592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/adios-amor-adios.html' title='Adios.. Amor.. Adios..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3109368073244153191</id><published>2008-04-04T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T19:10:18.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>baby baby..</title><content type='html'>hellos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes emmo is happy, cos after so long, she finally went out with her true friend yesterday!! =D though we were supposed to like meet around 1 plus, this pig slept all the way till 2.30pm plus den wake up, so by the time we meet, it was about 4.15pm liao. duhs.. took train and went to PS for lunch at Long John Silver and to shop for puzzle.. =) also bought some cds to listen.. =) after that went to kovan to order my working shoes den dinner at Yoshinoya.. woo.. hahah.. saw kuangmao eh.. LOL! after dinner, went to his house to relax. .hahaha.. no matter what la, as long as he's around, it's equivalent to fun is around.. =) he showed me some new shirts he bought and the expensice CK bag edition that he bought. well, i can't deny but the CK bags are really very very nice la. but i won't have the money to buy. LOL! den watched the "One Room Half Living Room, One Vat(LOL!)" and laughed like hell. It's really funny la. LOL! hmm... should I heed his advice and subscribe to MobTV?? hahaha i wonder.. *shrugs* anyway after finishing the show, we just chat and chat lo. till about 10.30pm I had to leave so he sent me to bus stop and wait for bus. just kept talking nonsense lo. LOL! It's been soo soo sooooo long since i last went to his house le man.. haha. and oh ya. his dad change car, like since last oct. LOL! to black one. and it's oh so damn nice - cos it's my favorite colour - BLACK! and i swear i gotta own a BLACK car in future too!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes people don't understand certain things and they start to criticise and comment. Well, if you don't know what is going on, den don't comment. or maybe ask, i might tell.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people deem that they understand me, but i doubt they do.. Because I don't even understand myself well! I don't know what's got into me either.. the negative thoughts just kept coming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me and baby (weizhen's dog)...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R_YMOJziAeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wQIoa2GVrdY/s1600-h/emmo.baby.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185345458253464034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R_YMOJziAeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wQIoa2GVrdY/s400/emmo.baby.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R_YMOZziAfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zk6jmE-5k48/s1600-h/emmo.baby1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185345462548431346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R_YMOZziAfI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/zk6jmE-5k48/s400/emmo.baby1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;loves loves loves.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3109368073244153191?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3109368073244153191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3109368073244153191&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3109368073244153191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3109368073244153191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/baby-baby.html' title='baby baby..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R_YMOJziAeI/AAAAAAAAAJI/wQIoa2GVrdY/s72-c/emmo.baby.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-2849487779644443487</id><published>2008-04-02T14:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:56:20.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history is over.. its the present now...</title><content type='html'>Happy April Fool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working on Monday from 7.30am till night 1am to handle the handover from Sha as it is his last day - Wish him well and all for his future endeavours.. After handover, went up to office to put some stuffs den go off. Derrick offered to send me back. However, when he drove me till the Ops room to return the keys, i just suddenly felt so tired so i told him nevermind liao. I've decided to stay at chalet. ALONE! -.-" ain't that scary though la. but i kept the TV on lo. hahha.... Sleep.... den morning, STUPID DIN! called me and played a prank on me. twice already eh! i kenna last year, this year kenna again. wah lao... i was sleeping den he called me, on speaker! asked me to cover him cos he burnt his hand. if i not wrong, both years also same story la! and yet i still fell for the stupid trick. -.-" when i arrived at work everybody was like laughing at me la. duhs! so malu!!! (o-.-o) argh..~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night work at PL.. well its time for a change here and there.. so.. i made the part timer Ummairah do a lot of things which when she was with Sha, they don't do such things. Wiped every glasses and the bar top.. here and there, shelves... i was made to do the whole display when I wan with John!! i didn't dread it at all.. sometimes even come earlier on own accord to do all these before he asked us to do it! =) well, i know its the different commitment. they work for the sake of working only. anyway, i knew she was quite unhappy but i reasoned out with her. even when she took her own glass to make a drink for herself, she had to smell the glass first! its just that simple. I'm trying to change back everything till like the past. though this place won last long la. but I'll try. because it seriously hurts a lot to see the place you've once worked in being from clean till the state it is now - so dirty and unhygienic! Hope it'll get beter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting my true friend tmr!! =D yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hope i'll get better too... weakening...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-2849487779644443487?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/2849487779644443487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=2849487779644443487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2849487779644443487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/2849487779644443487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/04/history-is-over-its-present-now.html' title='history is over.. its the present now...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8931029687884933547</id><published>2008-03-29T23:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T23:25:28.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starts with goodbye</title><content type='html'>so many advices given to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to be more cruel sometimes.. is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to think of myself before thinking for others.. is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to make sure i can live for myself before helping others.. is it true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to give up on them.. but can i do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is really frustrating on these issues.. over and over again. I'm not sympathizing myself. but i know what I'm going through now, is not what a 19year old girl should go through. yet time and time again i repeat these "mistakes". its not a real mistake but its just a wrong move i made to make myself suffer like this. I'm really tired of all these.. it will be a matter of time for me to decide for the worst, to move out and walk out of this matter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"please be with me. it hurts to feel like strangers.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8931029687884933547?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8931029687884933547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8931029687884933547&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8931029687884933547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8931029687884933547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/starts-with-goodbye.html' title='starts with goodbye'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3429281280233030985</id><published>2008-03-27T19:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T19:50:47.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clear the thoughts..</title><content type='html'>hey friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really appreciate my readers for worrying for me or stuffs like that.. but.. just to clarify and make thigns CLEAR.. the person who threaten me is not anyone related to banquet. so STOP spreading unnecessary rumours that might unknowingly create trouble for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for your concern..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks fusheng, kennie and judy for the help offered too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves,&lt;br /&gt;Emmeline&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3429281280233030985?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3429281280233030985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3429281280233030985&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3429281280233030985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3429281280233030985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/clear-thoughts.html' title='clear the thoughts..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1124001541599453373</id><published>2008-03-26T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:05:32.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scared or not??</title><content type='html'>when finally living for 19years, someone actually tried to threaten me to be careful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not scared mentally, but i'm scared physically... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a question to ask myself... if one day i were to really be in danger, who would really come to help me..??? i wonder..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1124001541599453373?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1124001541599453373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1124001541599453373&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1124001541599453373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1124001541599453373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/scared-or-not.html' title='scared or not??'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-868468789612657393</id><published>2008-03-25T18:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T18:35:48.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class day again..</title><content type='html'>my class is such a nice batch of people.. we are all so unite man. hahah! and we're going for dinner after our wrap up session on the 28th April. Might be going to M Hotel or others. haha. we've decided to go to each of the hotels that one of us are working at. LOL! so cute.. its really a very fun class.. so much interaction, compared to MDIS is a whole total difference. We all got so much to talk about - though quite got to do with work also la. but its still enriching and enducating in a way.! I'm sure gonna miss them all after graduation. =/ and gosh. I have not even completed my project.. kill me man. yet more projects coming up! -.-" gosh.. 27th April is the official opening for E-hub and 28th is my presentation for my major project for this module.. ewww... i'm feeling so lousy man.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder if its good news or bad. whoever working at downtown east with me and reading this. Someone is coming back to join the banquet department. To you all, he might be a good person, a good choice or whatever. But to me, he's not. However, I know work is work and personal is personal and I'm a fair person (I dare to say so). He might have created trouble here before and instigate people on some things but I'm not afraid. Because he's now gonna be a full time, he jolly well don't play punk with us or else, he'll bear the consequences. Don't try to play games either. He'd better wake up or else he's got NOWHERE to go.. And be it if this is a warning or what - if history repeats and anyone follows the instigation, i think no matter who you are, its off you go.. So.. Be wise and think before you do anything, or you'll bear the consequences. Don't ask me who, soon you'll find out. I don't have to say.. I'll just do what I have to do and I do not need to give any explanation for certain things. I'm a volcano that has erupted here once. A volcano will erupt again. So don't provoke me or else I'll erupt again and give you a piece of my mind.. I can be a very nice person but don't step over me or you'll be dead. Trust me.. sometimes, things need to have control is it is over the limit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note - I'm thinking if i should sign up with starhub mobile for a new line and get number retension.. my phone is no longer a phone man, its a TV. Nokia TV.. seen before? haha.. shall take a picture of it soon and show to everyone. LOL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care to all.. Fool's day is coming... =D hahah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it - could it be a fool's joke? hmm.. cant be la.. whatever..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-868468789612657393?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/868468789612657393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=868468789612657393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/868468789612657393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/868468789612657393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/class-day-again.html' title='class day again..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-611985965896727515</id><published>2008-03-19T21:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T00:19:59.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tying the knot of 10 years of love, and continue counting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fated&lt;br /&gt;love...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cbb930d80898630f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbb930d80898630f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D326D49904E929C7C73ABFF88F752189CAE19797A.28755A35DD00AE6179ECFAFEE643EE2AA8F56B86%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbb930d80898630f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCqzeYvdziCwTMH_S7QSVkhndBpo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v9.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dcbb930d80898630f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332692322%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D326D49904E929C7C73ABFF88F752189CAE19797A.28755A35DD00AE6179ECFAFEE643EE2AA8F56B86%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcbb930d80898630f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DCqzeYvdziCwTMH_S7QSVkhndBpo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;looking at the express video of cousin Raymond and wifey Alicia, believe it of not, i teared. I don't know if its emotional or what. I recalled the day my aunt Joey was married.. my brother and I was over at their house since the morning and seen through the whole procedure.. from the early breakfast thingy till the make up and setting of hair, till changing to her gown to andrew coming.. i recall tearing at that time too.. I don't know why.. it just comes.. its like in the shoes of their parents " finally you tying the knot and getting married". &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't know if I'm crazy or what.. but often i kept asking myself, what would mine be like? from the relationship to tying the knot. would it be blissful? like ray-cia.. 10 years.. since their secondary school days till now they are married.. so envious.. so loving.. when will i have that kind of feeling? It's good to be single.. but it's better to have someone to share your joys and sorrows with. and yet time and time i know i cant afford to get into one... I don dare, somehow, anymore. after the last which was 2 years ago.. the fear is there somehow.. thus i just gotta live life as per normal..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At work - I'm given a chance to upgrade myself, i may be prepared and have the ability to, but i just don't wish to be that high yet. I don't feel comfortable.. because of my surroundings.. however, its a good portfolio for myself.. a guranteed benefit. a gurantee proof that I'm good.. but. i don't know. people are saying that i'm stupid if i were to reject it.. I'm still considering and thinking about it. should i accept it or not.. *sigh its gonna be a double step up. how??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;"the most important thing, is to be yourself... yes.. but i&lt;br /&gt;think i ain't myself. i cant do the things i love, due to restrictions.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-611985965896727515?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4ec7712753def849&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/611985965896727515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=611985965896727515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/611985965896727515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/611985965896727515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/tying-knot-of-10-years-of-love-and.html' title='tying the knot of 10 years of love, and continue counting..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1225748364658333170</id><published>2008-03-17T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T23:22:27.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the crew..</title><content type='html'>i didn't meant it to happened.. i was too strained.. too.. whatever..  but  i will not blame anyone but myself still.. sorry guys..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1225748364658333170?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1225748364658333170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1225748364658333170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1225748364658333170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1225748364658333170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/to-crew.html' title='to the crew..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8121568048972265262</id><published>2008-03-17T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:01:02.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hypnotized...</title><content type='html'>sometimes, the good times, DTE is actually a very nice place to work at..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, the bad times, most of the times, it sucks.. sooner or later I'll die of heart attack or high blood pressure because of DTE. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if i should hate or like my character.. some of it.. i really hate it if i'm being accused of doing something i did not do.. and i will really fight all the way to INSIST that I DID NOT DO IT! fuck it.. can't you just admit that the fault lies with you and not me! if i was at fault do you think i would bother to go to your office to clarify with you?! i'm not nuts man! i really hate it man.. argh... why are there people like that! does mistakes but does not want to admit it.. COWARDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the working society, there's two kinds of people.. the people who work smart and the people who work hard. Mostly and majority, the top management people are the people who work smart. they have no guts and they carry balls.. they do not dare to take full responsibility of something and will go to the extend of pushing the responsibility to their immediate boss. WTF! the other kind, are the people who work hard... these are mostly and always the lower management, the floor staff, the operational staffs.. they work hard and almost all their life away, taking full responsibility of things going on.. when thigns goes well, the credit goes to their immediate boss - the management. when things goes wrong, the fault goes to the hardworking staff thenselves - sacked or demoted or whatever.. ridiculous isn't it??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea man.. i really am living a no day no night life.. and my dark circles!!!!~~~ oh oh oh... *faints*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i ain't a kiddo so don't try to fool my, you idiot!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8121568048972265262?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8121568048972265262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8121568048972265262&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8121568048972265262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8121568048972265262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/hypnotized.html' title='hypnotized...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-3194826709644854452</id><published>2008-03-10T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T20:44:30.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the fateful day</title><content type='html'>and i forgot to mention... on 6th March, i nearly had to bid everyone goodbye.. I fell down at the flight of stairs outside the kitchen at my work place!! I was walking really slowly though, but somehow i slipped and fell down the stairs. it was forward and not backwards.. gosh.. i felt really scared and i was holding onto the railing yet i'm not stopping!! i was still tumbling downwards. luckily there was an obstruction halfway through tyhe railing when i managed to grab hold of it harder and stopped there.. if i had not been able to stop, i would have hit my head and died there because NOBODY WAS AROUND TO WITNESS OR HELP ME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i'm still alive...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-3194826709644854452?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/3194826709644854452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=3194826709644854452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3194826709644854452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/3194826709644854452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/fateful-day.html' title='the fateful day'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8523651680304764273</id><published>2008-03-10T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T19:26:48.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the ME yesterday..</title><content type='html'>phew.. its finally my well deserved off day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been so so darn busy last week due to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Nanyang&lt;/span&gt; Girl's Life Skills Camp and the National Health Group Family Day at Downtown East.. goodness.. both events had made my blood boil and risen my blood pressure high..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off with the lighter one first. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nanyang&lt;/span&gt; girl's Residential Seminar from 5-7 March was not really that bad la. its just the hours that i lost touch with, made me more and more tired.. The western course dinner was a well gone one.. Well, at least the feedback given was good and the idea I gave for the service was good. Sorry to the service staffs who had to go through with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; hassle but at least it was paid off.. the organisers - teachers, was happy with it too! =) But due to the busy days, the planning was very last minute.. hope it was still okay la. Anyway its  over &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;le&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nanyang&lt;/span&gt; Girl's Last day was the tear down and setup for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;NHG&lt;/span&gt; Family Day.. Everything was so rushing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; the event is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; the next morning!! gosh.. we rushed to clear the setup in  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;D'Tent&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;D'Marquee&lt;/span&gt; den set off in two teams, one to follow me to set the theme parks and the other to follow din to set the Marquee and Terrace. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;D'Tent&lt;/span&gt; setup was a simple one and was done in a jiffy since all the tables needed was already there. yea. I brought the people to Escape to set up the place first while after &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;unloading&lt;/span&gt; the first trip, they went back for the second trip to continue with the things needed. yea. took almost whole afternoon to finish the setup and went back for a break before setting off to Wild Wild Wet for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;remaining&lt;/span&gt; setup. ya. Finished work at about 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;NHG&lt;/span&gt; Family Day on the 8 March was an event which involves both Theme park closure and 15,000 people attendance. Well this is absolute crazy. These stupid doctors and nurses (oops! - i meant it though). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;They&lt;/span&gt; do not know how to tear their own coupons and expect people over the counter to do it for them. They do not know how to listen to instructions and rules. I won't forget that bitch who came to my food distribution counter and make a fuss over the packer drinks packed in their food. idiot. We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-pack the food into bags of 2s to ease the crowd and thus we do not allow to change drinks otherwise it'll jam up the queue and also give my service staffs more hassle and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;things&lt;/span&gt; to do! this stupid idiot demands to change and when i refuse, she takes out the drinks and said " if that's the case den i don't want the drink". don't want don't want lo. as if i care if she wants it.. she den walked off, but never did i notice that she walked one round to my production counter and wanted to help herself with the other drinks! freaking idiot. To think i still had the patience to talk to her nicely and talk sense with her till she's got nothing to argue with me, she took the last resort - snatched the packet of drinks away just like that! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;FWOAH&lt;/span&gt;!! that really made me chant out some vulgar idioms man! Xavier(Angeline's bf) was just beside me and he started "eh cool cool!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!! cause just before I encountered this problem with this guest, one of my part timer encountered the same problem with another guest and she just told the guest "Den you throw away the drink lo" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! i was still like asking her to cool down... these guest are like that. you gotta cool.... next thing i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;kenna&lt;/span&gt;.. such a joke. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! thought he crowd was terrible and the people who demanded for ridiculous things were indeed ridiculous, we still had lots of fun though, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;packing&lt;/span&gt; the food at the production counter like playing "Hot Dog Bush". &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!! that's how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;WeiZhen&lt;/span&gt; and I Described it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. to think I've completed it and she hasn't. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;! she still say she's gonna go back home and master it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;.  Fun aside, i was totally angered by this two part &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;timers&lt;/span&gt; whom &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Donavan&lt;/span&gt; introduced - His colleague's son and son's friend. From Banquet one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;SOMEMORE&lt;/span&gt;!! idiot. can you imagine! the GUY!! is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;sooooooo&lt;/span&gt; scared of dirty, that even when sitting on the floor, HE GOTTA PUT A PIECE OF RED NAPKIN AND SIT ON IT!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;! that was atrocious man! they two gave really bad attitude and everybody was complaining about them. the girl. kept talking talking only. and when Faisal instructed her to do something, they actually told him "you go do yourself la" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;!  When &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;weizhen&lt;/span&gt; asked the guy to clear only 3 stacks of chairs, he said " you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;siao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;!!" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;WTH&lt;/span&gt;! and even Angeline complained to me as well. I couldn't take it anymore.. I was with some part timers doing clearing at WWW and i demanded them all to go to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;D'Marquee&lt;/span&gt; within the count of 15. I felt like i was in band again, just that, its worst this time. I shouted and screamed and scolded at them there and then. many were shocked too. Well, I guess being too nice to people doesn't really helps. This volcano will erupt one day just like then.. I asked the three of them out - including one more who was A&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;ngeline's&lt;/span&gt; friend - and i scolded them in front of everyone. I deducted 2 hours of their pay and asked them to immediately change and go home. The stupid idiot couple was late and arrived at 10am when they supposed to work at 8am. AND FOR GOODNESS SAKE, THEY HAD THE GUTS TO SIGN IN AT 8AM! F***** HELL MAN!! i was like totally wanna commit suicide to meet this kinda people. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;!! its true what! they don even have integrity in them. With this kind of F****** attitude, they can go NO WHERE! HELL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my few years of service with this company, from a part time waitress to a part time senior waitress to a full time junior captain to now a full time Captain, never once had i flared up and shouted at my whole group of part timers and moreover, send people back in front of my whole group. NEVER. I guess those people really should be honoured to be the first batch of people i send home. Even &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Weizhen&lt;/span&gt; told me, in her whole time with Banquet, never once had she saw me like that. The most was just asking people to shut their mouths up while I'm giving briefing ans &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; all.. That Saturday was a dreadful one.. Its 8&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of March.. World's Women Day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;hahah&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; y.... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step up 2 is NICE!!! and so is 10,000 BC...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Biling&lt;/span&gt;, I'm still waiting for you to watch The Leap Years.. QUICK!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8523651680304764273?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8523651680304764273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8523651680304764273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8523651680304764273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8523651680304764273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/me-yesterday.html' title='the ME yesterday..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8958757239251577674</id><published>2008-03-05T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T23:49:07.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gimme a break...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i really had enough already... please.. GIVE ME A BREAK!!! i cannot take it already..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8958757239251577674?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8958757239251577674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8958757239251577674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8958757239251577674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8958757239251577674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/gimme-break.html' title='gimme a break...'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7205276423381854975</id><published>2008-03-01T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T23:47:03.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>helpless..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished i was more free to do anything i want without much troubles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished i was still a young child who can do almost anythings to make myself happy and get away with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished i could balance my social life and work life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished i could tell everyone i love, that i love them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished i had the guts to say what i want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i wished everything i wanted to happen, turned out the way i wanted it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wished....... i was happier...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7205276423381854975?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7205276423381854975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7205276423381854975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7205276423381854975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7205276423381854975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/03/helpless.html' title='helpless..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8689868324347000599</id><published>2008-02-28T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T18:30:20.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tax payer!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodness gracious!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've come to a point when i need to file my income tax!! OMG!! I've becomed a tax payer already!! ahhh!!!!! =( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm only 18 going 19 years old!!! =/ hai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*SIGHS*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-8689868324347000599?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8689868324347000599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8689868324347000599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8689868324347000599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8689868324347000599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/tax-payer.html' title='tax payer!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-566057055094171920</id><published>2008-02-26T17:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T17:17:53.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What my name means.. somewhat almost true except for some points.. do comment. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Emmeline Means&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/name.gif" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are friendly, charming, and warm. You get along with almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;You work hard not to rock the boat. Your easy going attitude brings people together.&lt;br /&gt;At times, you can be a little flaky and irresponsible. But for the important things, you pull it together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.&lt;br /&gt;You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.&lt;br /&gt;You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are relaxed, chill, and very likely to go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;You are light hearted and accepting. You don't get worked up easily.&lt;br /&gt;Well adjusted and incredibly happy, many people wonder what your secret to life is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.&lt;br /&gt;You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very intuitive and wise. You understand the world better than most people.&lt;br /&gt;You also have a very active imagination. You often get carried away with your thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;You are prone to a little paranoia and jealousy. You sometimes go overboard in interpreting signals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyournameshiddenmeaningquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Name's Hidden Meaning?&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/2479656889885052665-566057055094171920?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/566057055094171920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=566057055094171920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/566057055094171920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/566057055094171920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/what-my-name-means-somewhat-almost-true.html' title='What my name means.. somewhat almost true except for some points.. do comment. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-1736258323214407652</id><published>2008-02-25T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:06:19.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day..</title><content type='html'>emmo is so broke.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my tf is working again!! =D but poor him, didn;t catch a wink cos his friends went his house last night for mahjong till this morning. no wonder i felt so wierd when he actually smsed me at 7.30am to wake me up. usually he would do it later. LOL! anyway we were not late for work! yeah! LOL! good la. haha. good start for me. =) morning did all the set ups and stuffs, den breakfast.. after that set for lunch and do some other stuffs.. i've got loads and stacks of paper work waiting for me to complete but i have not done it yet. i just don't have the mood to do so also. =X but i'll have to complete by this friday no matter what la. ya. tomorrow is off day, followed by two days on course again.. kinda wasting my time again hai.. and oh ya.. heard that my MDIS results will be out this wednesday, which means by latest saturday, i would get my results already. this is so scary man.. hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-1736258323214407652?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/1736258323214407652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=1736258323214407652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1736258323214407652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/1736258323214407652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/another-day.html' title='another day..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-6701134672428284662</id><published>2008-02-21T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T01:25:58.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the true friend action is back. =D</title><content type='html'>wahahah... the true friend came back to work!! its always so much fun with him around. LOL! and so much companion too.. =) first day for carlsberg event was disastrous.. it was chaotic man.. pity the staff gotta walk so much.. but at least, we finished off the night by 12.30am.. headed back home to bath and sleep.. den second day was a little better.. well, though i over slept and reached work only at 11am. hahaha. =X too tired liao.. its been a long time since we have this kinda schedule.. easy schedule for too long le, kinda slow to pick back the fast pace schedule.. yea. anyways, the service was much smoother after feedbacks and improvisions.. yea. true friend was really so good man.. friday doing night shift till saturday mornign knock off play soccer den go home sleep, come work at 5pm.. gosh.. so tired man!! i can feel it.. den work till 1230h but we had supper till about 3am cos he waiting for kaijie to fetch him to ben's chalet at loyang.. end up he decided to go home and wait for him.. ya. den we went back by taking cab.. the driver has alot of rooster to talk man.. irritating.. hai... then he went to ben's chalet and slept quite "early" and only woke up at 10.45am when i made the 20th missed call to him. hahaha. his phone silent mode i still managed to wake him up, ain't i wonder?! LOL!! j0king.. hahha.. this day carlsberg event was better because we managed to think of ways to smoothen the operations and such that our part timers won't be so tired. yea. anyway, saw FuSheng's da sao, haha.. so gald she still remembers me and she was the one who called out to me this time! LOL!! =) as pretty as ever.. haha.. after event finished, we had to do turnover for PA WPS which was a disastrous one.. worked till 4am den we took cab home, i sent him home frist den i went home, changed and took cab back to chalet to sleep. scare cannot wake up cos monday work 8am. ya.. only managed to sleep 2 hours and is so so darn tired. i really stoned the whole day. ya. worst part was when the PA people came for their rpe setup, they made the whole D'Marquee a disastrous place and messed up the tables and chairs. IDIOTS! and so dammit! they have too many people taking charge and making decisions that each one of them gives a different instruction for the same thing. its so so irritating la! duhs! At one point of time i was being called around by different people so many times and i was too tired i oculdn't absord and i couldn't take it, i broke down. and the sad thing is that - I DON'T EVEN HAVE THE TIME TO BREAKDOWN!! halfway through crying, my phone still rang, PA people asked me to go here and there do this and that. wah lao.. c'mon, i need a break man! crazy one!! till 8.30pm I had no choice but to tell salim i cannot tahan, i go home and bathed, changed and rested a little while before taking a cab to true friend's place to pick him up den go chalet stay. ya. I passed him the clothes i bought for him during my Macau trip.. =) but gosh, my eyes really expanded there. the clothes i bought for people are all bigger one size!! =X but no chocie la. buy le dou buy le. lol. but at least he liked it. =) bought three clothes, at least he really liked one of it la. the other two he actually commented that abit ah beng, but i don think so lo. duhs. LO!L anyway, we chat and chat till thomas came back den we went to sleep at about 12.30am le. morning work 6am. still tired, couldn't even pay off my sleep debts man.. hai.. den worked till 8plus 9plus den go for dinner with the part timers den had heart-to-heart chat with weizhen before i headed home. and stupid me i went home without my schooling materials and my keys, had to trouble my colleague who lives near me to drive me to DTE again to collect my stuffs. i lost my pass yesterday but this morning, Jelaine called me to tell me i dropped it in their car. stupid me! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school today was kinda wasting time but still great. its so good to see all my classmates again. we went to lunch at vivo city food republic, not bad la. yea. den we bought yu sheng to class and we all had lo hei together. its so so so much fun. i had to help to do the pouring of the condiments and saying the chinese prosperity phrases while my other classmate tried to translate it in english because our lecturer Maeve is an Ang Moh. LOL!!!! its really funnny man.. Da Ji Da Li - Bid Squeeze Big Balls. LOL!!! so so funny. hahaha.. Man Di Huang Jin - Whole Floor All Gold.. all the nonsense la. haha den lesson ended at 3pm. LOL!! had our teabreak snacks den interacted a little before going to vivo with Alice to walk around awhile den i go work. yea.. working PL today. yea. i forgot to bring my uniform, thus was wearing what i wore to school .ya. but okay la. lucky i wore something ncie, not like auntie that kind. hahaha.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm tired now, and gonna be tired for the whole week, no off man.. hai.. functions coming up liao.. guess its no much time to rest le. lucky all the assignments's deadline has been extended till 15march.. i still have 3 weeks to complete.. god bless me.. liek what "n" tagged - God Bless... i wonder who "n" is... =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Why do I have to work myself out this way? I really&lt;br /&gt;wonder.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-6701134672428284662?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/6701134672428284662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=6701134672428284662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6701134672428284662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/6701134672428284662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/true-friend-is-back-in-action.html' title='the true friend action is back. =D'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-9131849267570347930</id><published>2008-02-16T03:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T03:35:43.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Total Defence Day!</title><content type='html'>haha.. happy total defence day everyone.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a dreadful day for me because after one week of leave, i finally had to go back to work today. so dreadful, somehow donno y it was so nice to sleep on valentines day. LOL!! i was like sleeping like a log, even till this morning, i don even want to wake up for work!!! LOL!! =X hai.. but still, i have too.. =( sad. anyway, its scary to return to work after such a long time and with uptight heavy events coming up. i think i've chosen the wrong dates for my leave, but nevermind la, i still needed the rbeak sooner or later and of course the sooner it is, the better it is either. =D hee.. had so many thigns to settle today when i went back, worked non stop since the morning. Even my lunch was delayed for one and half hours. i was supposed to meet Jessie for lunch between 1.30pm to 2pm but end up i only was free for my lunch at 3pm!! gosh! i was dead hungry!!! =X den again went back to work and stuffs.. ggrrrrr.. so many changes and so many things to do.. i was really tired man.. den had to plan my manpower for this weekend.. sometimes i really wanna ask myself why do i have to do all these. does it benefit me at all??? maybe it does, i donno.  anyway i kept hearign from MANY MANY MANY people that I SHOULDN'T BE WORKING IN THIS PLACE AT ALL!!  they say i should be somewhere better and not be doing what i'm doing currently.. and SERIOUSLY, sometimes, or rather almost always, i ask myself " are they saying the truth, or are they just trying to be sacarstic to me because i'm not good enough?" i'm really sorry to say this but i donno la. perhaps like what my cousin and i thought - i might really be suffering from depression.. maybe.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway she's just so cute to out of a sudden ask me " have you gone to the doctor to check if you really am suffering from depression?" LOL!! i really laughted out hard. haha but i guess she's right. anyway, i do think that i am suffering from depression because the symptoms are there. i don go to the doctore because its expensive. and... i donno how to face it either.. well, i might think i have the symptoms of depression but yet i think i'm not. because, i feel that if i go to the doctor, the doctor will tell me i'm crazy and send me to IMH instead!!! =X i donno.. im really confused.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really got the worst memory in the world. is there any way that can cure my poor memory?? sometimes i even wonder if i actually have any memory. "HEY!!! DID SOMEONE TOOK OUT MY MEMORY CARD??!!!!" -.-"" very lame i know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, congrats to SHA for his arrival of his new born baby boy by the name of Ezra Matyn Shaleh. heehee what a cool name right! lol. today is HIS birthDAY... and today is Melissa's BirthDATE. and it's also Raymond's birthDATE. LOL!!  makes sense doesn't it?? LOL!! i've got nothign better to do i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired now.. just back home from extending work at PL because Sha's wife gave birth.. its just not my day la.. so many thigns happened.. people drank alot and was high, talked alot, did many wrong things.. Hai. when can i be more stern handling such people!!! -.-" i cannot make it man. i'm a TCMIP- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;T&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;otally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;C&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;annot &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;M&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ake &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;t &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;P&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;erson!! or maybe Pig, it starts with P as well.. hai... save me from hell.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Things, people and life is always so complicated - why do&lt;br /&gt;we always need to make a choice in who to listen or trust, especially in work..&lt;br /&gt;its really confusing me too much..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-9131849267570347930?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/9131849267570347930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=9131849267570347930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9131849267570347930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/9131849267570347930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-total-defence-day.html' title='Happy Total Defence Day!'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-4445309003220669430</id><published>2008-02-14T01:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T02:27:08.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy valentines day</title><content type='html'>Here's wishing one and all a very &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Wish every couple be as loving as ever and may you last... Wish all singles to be able to find their loved ones soon.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of love wishes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Emmeline =) &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-4445309003220669430?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/4445309003220669430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=4445309003220669430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4445309003220669430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/4445309003220669430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='Happy valentines day'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-8730717791879512523</id><published>2008-02-12T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T03:55:04.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Personality Test - Quite True to the majority</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;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are An ISFP&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/isfp.gif" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy beauty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you are quiet and sweet yet very passionate. You love easily.&lt;br /&gt;You have an underlying love for all living things, and it's easy for you to accept someone into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At work, you do best in an unconventional position. You express yourself well and can work with almost anyone.&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How you see yourself: Sympathetic, kind, and communicative &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When other people don't get you, they see you as: Incompetent, insecure, and overly sensitive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourpersonalitytypequiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&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/2479656889885052665-8730717791879512523?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/8730717791879512523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=8730717791879512523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8730717791879512523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/8730717791879512523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-personality-test-quite-true-to.html' title='My Personality Test - Quite True to the majority'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-7375740569821586805</id><published>2008-02-12T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T02:55:07.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthDATE daddy. =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDATE DADDY!!!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165777258218975570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHDADu8VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G9wg5MJowZs/s320/DSCN1746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHEADu8WI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vIUfdwYMFAo/s1600-h/DSCN1748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165777275398844770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHEADu8WI/AAAAAAAAAHY/vIUfdwYMFAo/s320/DSCN1748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is the first current family photo we ever took. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHEgDu8XI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iL0OE37-MSg/s1600-h/DSCN1751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165777283988779378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHEgDu8XI/AAAAAAAAAHg/iL0OE37-MSg/s320/DSCN1751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHFADu8YI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IIXde27h1Zk/s1600-h/DSCN1752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165777292578713986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHFADu8YI/AAAAAAAAAHo/IIXde27h1Zk/s320/DSCN1752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHGADu8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vSyFMkpOTcw/s1600-h/DSCN1753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165777309758583186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHGADu8ZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/vSyFMkpOTcw/s320/DSCN1753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIEQDu8aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1EpM0eIr95A/s1600-h/DSCN1754.jpg1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165778379205439906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIEQDu8aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/1EpM0eIr95A/s320/DSCN1754.jpg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIEwDu8bI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8YAijEaCGzE/s1600-h/DSCN1755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165778387795374514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIEwDu8bI/AAAAAAAAAIA/8YAijEaCGzE/s320/DSCN1755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIFADu8cI/AAAAAAAAAII/KZzmVQFYEcU/s1600-h/DSCN1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165778392090341826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIFADu8cI/AAAAAAAAAII/KZzmVQFYEcU/s320/DSCN1757.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIFwDu8dI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fPunAIf1LIU/s1600-h/DSCN1758.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165778404975243730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CIFwDu8dI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/fPunAIf1LIU/s320/DSCN1758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDATE DADDY!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;wees!!! its daddy's 47th birthDATE today!! =D we went to Serangoon Garden's Pow Sing for dinner.. Its soooo full man!! gosh.. after dinner went home den had the cute surprise cake cutting session and finally had family photos taken.. =) my cute dad.. hee.. after cake, we played "Ban Luck" together even though HuiYing and I don't like to play. yupp.. had some fun la, afterall, its my king's bitrhdate eh. LOL!!! =) so happy.. hee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;before dad's celebration, i went for movie with biling, accompanied her to watch Ah Long Pte. Ltd. My second time cos i watched the first time with Esther Fangjie and Huibing on Saturday liao. My poor girl wanted to watch so i decided to accompany her watch den. =) I still laughed like mad. hahah. its really hilarious man.. haha. den we went walking around, and walked into Dorothy Perkins to look around and saw some clothes that i liked, tried and bought.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've been spending toooo much money this month that i'm close to broke already. However, i felt happy and satisfied because i've never spent so much money at once in my life before, apart from paying debts, i'm talking about buying things for myself.. =) its like a shopping spree i did, from macau to hongkong back to singapore.. gosh.. though i'm kinda like regretted for spending so much and i'm having a little difficulties now, but i'm still glad that i spend it on myself and not on the usual debts that don belong to me.. =X hai.. at least i've learnt to release myself more now.. thanks to my colleague.. thanks for enlightening me and guiding me as well. =X &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wish everyone well, peace, joy, love, satisfaction and happiness.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Merry Chirstmas Mr. Lawrence....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" it is better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"we don't need anyone's approval to love someone, so why bother what other people think?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;" it is not in the star to hold our destiny but in ourselves"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-7375740569821586805?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/7375740569821586805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=7375740569821586805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7375740569821586805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/7375740569821586805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-birthdate-daddy.html' title='happy birthDATE daddy. =)'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7CHDADu8VI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/G9wg5MJowZs/s72-c/DSCN1746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-5705373216992185461</id><published>2008-02-10T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T01:14:46.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>living lives..</title><content type='html'>Happy Chinese New Year To All... May all those corny wishes come true and wish everyone health and well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gong Xi Fa Cai&lt;br /&gt;Sheng Yi Xin Nong&lt;br /&gt;Xin Xiang Shi Cheng&lt;br /&gt;Wan Shi Ru Yi&lt;br /&gt;Xue Ye Jin Bu&lt;br /&gt;Nian Nian You Yu&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the same greeting lines every year, till i really donno what to say already.. i just said - Gong Xi Fa Cai and whatever la.. -.-" its getting really boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day one went visiting to grandma den home and i went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two went to lai suk gong's house den mama house den gu jie house for steamboat, afterwhich jiabao and i decided to go &lt;a href="mailto:Kbox@hougang"&gt;Kbox @ hougang&lt;/a&gt; plaza till 2am den brother came to fetch me home after his mahjong at gu jie house. yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day three went to small ah yi's house for steamboat den went out with my long time no see girls - huibing, fangjie, esther.. =) We watched Ah Long Pte Ltd and it is really hilarious and good and nice. its two thumbs up to me. =) and new movie to catch - The Leap Years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a long time and everybody has changed. esther has got herself a new boyfriend by the name of luke, huibing has gotten louis, fangjie hasn't but she's a good catch. well, times changed, everyone's leading their new life, their own life with their other half. somehow i ask myself, when am i giving myself a chance for my new life with my other half? i donno boy.. i just cant pick it up yet. hai.. when man... because i don't give myself a chance, therefore i don't give others a chance as well. darn me.. -.-" whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm so glad that i'm on leave until friday den go abck to work. its finally time for a long break man.. great...  hopefully i can really be totally off from work but, i doubt its possible la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gimme a break man..... never satisfied...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;if fate permits, we're meant to be...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2479656889885052665-5705373216992185461?l=emmeliney.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/feeds/5705373216992185461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2479656889885052665&amp;postID=5705373216992185461&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5705373216992185461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2479656889885052665/posts/default/5705373216992185461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emmeliney.blogspot.com/2008/02/living-lives.html' title='living lives..'/><author><name>emmo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05293596983414997756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/ShNjRJWcwPI/AAAAAAAAApU/L4EGCPH5WoI/S220/n693256610_2058014_7175523.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2479656889885052665.post-173938457979171503</id><published>2008-02-02T19:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T20:02:01.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Macau...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;at the budget terminal waiting to board the plane..&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TqQDu8LI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UCSDGhDoWTM/s1600-h/DSCN1513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017070482419890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TqQDu8LI/AAAAAAAAAGA/UCSDGhDoWTM/s400/DSCN1513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the sunset from the plane upon reaching macau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrADu8MI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NQWLD6yU8v8/s1600-h/DSCN1519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017083367321794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrADu8MI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NQWLD6yU8v8/s400/DSCN1519.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Superior Suite of Grand Waldo Casino Hotel in Macau..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrQDu8NI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wtV6LE2lrO4/s1600-h/IMG_2081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017087662289106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrQDu8NI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/wtV6LE2lrO4/s400/IMG_2081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me in the room with the thick parka jacket. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrwDu8OI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dTTmyNGWA8k/s1600-h/IMG_2084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017096252223714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TrwDu8OI/AAAAAAAAAGY/dTTmyNGWA8k/s400/IMG_2084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Kelly and I on our first dinner in the hotel - also group dinner with other colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TsQDu8PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lBz_jzl4GSI/s1600-h/IMG_2085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165017104842158322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63TsQDu8PI/AAAAAAAAAGg/lBz_jzl4GSI/s400/IMG_2085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After dinner shopping at Venetian Hotel - its freaking beautiful there!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63V-ADu8QI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3mbQIlVACN0/s1600-h/IMG_2143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165019608808091906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63V-ADu8QI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3mbQIlVACN0/s400/IMG_2143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Venetian Hotel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63V-gDu8RI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XP95SqE9lHA/s1600-h/DSCN1525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165019617398026514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R63V-gDu8RI/AAAAAAAAAGw/XP95SqE9lHA/s400/DSCN1525.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Venetian Hotel &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_msqFMR0KLVQ/R7GKTQDu8hI/AAAAAAAAAIw/n1-1Zbd6ELU/s1600-h/DSCN1558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_516
