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type='text'>nicole</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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me.&lt;br /&gt;jus finished with the first assignment of this sem, and there's one more to go. and i'm going to start and get it over and done with so i can jus concentrate on clocking the hours. i'm not really in the mood of blogging right now, but i'll update very soon again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care to whoever's reading this space.&lt;br /&gt;PEACE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7492925815532895342?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7492925815532895342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7492925815532895342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>All good things dun last long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yes yes yes. i'm damn emo!&lt;br /&gt;super EMO!&lt;br /&gt;its a week more to fly back to melb, back to the routined working everyday kinda life.&lt;br /&gt;anticipating the mood i will always have when i leave for melb, and its starting to slowly eat into me.&lt;br /&gt;but in any ways, i totally enjoyed this trip back. went penang+langkawi, spent CNY with my close love ones, did a temp job at mummy's office and got a $100 bonus out of it. *gleems*, finally went to Marina Bay Sands+Universal Studios, going for a dance concert with my family, going to attend my closest cousin's solomization in a few days time *cant wait&amp;amp;excited!!!*, and to celebrate mummy's bdae before i fly back the next day. its somehow fulfiling but definitely not contented. )); cos who would like goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll let pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CNY Day 1&amp;amp;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T99eH6FTWIs/TVvKwDWm33I/AAAAAAAACZA/mF2lR-0IGac/s1600/SAM_2718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574271890683780978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T99eH6FTWIs/TVvKwDWm33I/AAAAAAAACZA/mF2lR-0IGac/s400/SAM_2718.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDrh5tKxLag/TVvKvpO7bwI/AAAAAAAACY4/8l-A8RMAkxk/s1600/SAM_2735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574271883672252162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iDrh5tKxLag/TVvKvpO7bwI/AAAAAAAACY4/8l-A8RMAkxk/s400/SAM_2735.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UU3_5LhMA2M/TVvKvdQfZKI/AAAAAAAACYw/UxYO68_jMFY/s1600/SAM_2739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574271880457577634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UU3_5LhMA2M/TVvKvdQfZKI/AAAAAAAACYw/UxYO68_jMFY/s400/SAM_2739.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8c9px2E_l0/TVvKu1xY49I/AAAAAAAACYo/0LJ39BoShZk/s1600/SAM_2742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574271869858145234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-C8c9px2E_l0/TVvKu1xY49I/AAAAAAAACYo/0LJ39BoShZk/s400/SAM_2742.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKFrDnqyWBk/TVvKuc13pPI/AAAAAAAACYg/JABy92HazmI/s1600/SAM_2752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574271863166051570" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yKFrDnqyWBk/TVvKuc13pPI/AAAAAAAACYg/JABy92HazmI/s400/SAM_2752.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574270064101376690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aCoO0FvMcSs/TVvJFuzbQrI/AAAAAAAACYY/TO2qdDCmo9I/s400/SAM_2757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574270057701743330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fGyAvQ7zQEg/TVvJFW9omuI/AAAAAAAACYQ/DnmQqsIX5ns/s400/SAM_2758.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574270054243862322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0j2rUi3XWP4/TVvJFKFNhzI/AAAAAAAACYI/9z0cOOn5mUg/s400/SAM_2761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574270043747277490" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Y1BwKckESGc/TVvJEi-oWrI/AAAAAAAACYA/lTox5q3BypY/s400/SAM_2781.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574270040438303298" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAqXK3JBnto/TVvJEWptakI/AAAAAAAACX4/Vuw_cTUVHUk/s400/SAM_2787.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uAqXK3JBnto/TVvJEWptakI/AAAAAAAACX4/Vuw_cTUVHUk/s1600/SAM_2787.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whole family gathering&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574268283950313506" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cZqua-cYFvE/TVvHeHOVsCI/AAAAAAAACXw/iZfGH8GZ5fM/s400/SAM_2914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574268274968379170" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-btrTCXdr5WA/TVvHdlw4PyI/AAAAAAAACXo/mERbdKouTL8/s400/SAM_2922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574268271412845810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JxGbIvFl5EY/TVvHdYhLHPI/AAAAAAAACXg/uRCv5o6ISQQ/s400/SAM_2923.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574268265188950530" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtcdepYAlts/TVvHdBVSAgI/AAAAAAAACXY/AylA7DMljRA/s400/SAM_2957.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574268260445514482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KJDIoJEfW9w/TVvHcvqW6vI/AAAAAAAACXQ/Xzt2gcwmLYg/s400/SAM_2959.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MBS with sylvia darling&amp;amp;shane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-YMSwq2FOI/TVvGKgxRblI/AAAAAAAACXI/ykDnjpSqyHA/s1600/SAM_3031.JPG"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266847698710098" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6-YMSwq2FOI/TVvGKgxRblI/AAAAAAAACXI/ykDnjpSqyHA/s400/SAM_3031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K1W-SuVUpw4/TVvGKGF1VLI/AAAAAAAACXA/DY1-o0C-GDw/s1600/SAM_3007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266840537191602" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K1W-SuVUpw4/TVvGKGF1VLI/AAAAAAAACXA/DY1-o0C-GDw/s400/SAM_3007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266837200842194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-p91GPbDZx84/TVvGJ5qYrdI/AAAAAAAACW4/pKP6BcpTHPk/s400/SAM_2996.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266832879606738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bCCQrnKPkfU/TVvGJpkH29I/AAAAAAAACWw/jFSl60VlOIY/s400/SAM_2997.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574266825138236242" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fPhc23dCUo4/TVvGJMub61I/AAAAAAAACWo/NeecYG0-t8U/s400/SAM_3018.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow me on nicoletaymeiling.tumblr.com btw. its fun! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3910321869879042346?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3910321869879042346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3910321869879042346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3910321869879042346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3910321869879042346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2011/02/all-good-things-dun-last-long.html' title='All good things dun last long.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T99eH6FTWIs/TVvKwDWm33I/AAAAAAAACZA/mF2lR-0IGac/s72-c/SAM_2718.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4998832921081289177</id><published>2011-02-01T22:47:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T23:34:15.932+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Love that touches the heart</title><content type='html'>3 weeks have passed since i'm back."time flies" is the best thing to describe this now. its a love and hate thing for me always. sometimes i wish time would go really slow when i'm back home, and fly at the speed of sound when i'm in melbourne. but somehow its always not the case!&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i guess i did spend some quality time with my family, a few close friends and not forgetting time for myself. ((; its always good to be back no doubt! a short getaway to penang&amp;amp;langkawi was a good&amp;amp;bad thing i reckon. not important to go into details though but its a personal lesson that i learnt the hard and silly way. but still, langkawi was really beautiful and definitely a place to go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568695786364173714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7UEBzfZI/AAAAAAAACV0/0aVeIWOC2Lo/s400/SAM_2605.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568695797511285122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7Utje6YI/AAAAAAAACV8/0M5O09M5zDE/s400/SAM_2616.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568695781163365298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7Twp1c7I/AAAAAAAACVs/k2h8O3Dknxc/s400/SAM_2588.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568695767926017794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7S_VzjwI/AAAAAAAACVc/0pCopvpb3Do/s400/SAM_2439.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568695772565467538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7TQn78ZI/AAAAAAAACVk/nGCzmt-8xFg/s400/SAM_2524.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; shopping for cny clothes and lots of goodies with sister and mummy can be tiring but i somehow enjoy it bcos i secretly miss it when i'm far away from home. meeting up with sylvia and shane, catching up and hanging out with them is something i would treasure and not take for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9M7rCKYI/AAAAAAAACWc/novMCBxxlUA/s1600/SAM_2677.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568697862885353858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9M7rCKYI/AAAAAAAACWc/novMCBxxlUA/s400/SAM_2677.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9Mhxh8PI/AAAAAAAACWU/RYJRHrcL4EY/s1600/SAM_2707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568697855933280498" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9Mhxh8PI/AAAAAAAACWU/RYJRHrcL4EY/s400/SAM_2707.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9MatIAFI/AAAAAAAACWM/VEVugF2ojQA/s1600/SAM_2705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568697854035755090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9MatIAFI/AAAAAAAACWM/VEVugF2ojQA/s400/SAM_2705.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9LzGiiQI/AAAAAAAACWE/ZFhn65wpMeA/s1600/SAM_2701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568697843404933378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf9LzGiiQI/AAAAAAAACWE/ZFhn65wpMeA/s400/SAM_2701.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its these things that make me know how important these people are to me, how their love touches my heart. i know i'm always saying it and such thing is mushy to be said all the time, but i guess i'm a sentimental person, just selective towards different people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4998832921081289177?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4998832921081289177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4998832921081289177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4998832921081289177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4998832921081289177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-that-touches-heart.html' title='Love that touches the heart'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TUf7UEBzfZI/AAAAAAAACV0/0aVeIWOC2Lo/s72-c/SAM_2605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3756581898308896363</id><published>2011-01-21T01:49:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:52:31.420+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='getaway'/><title type='text'>Short getaway</title><content type='html'>short getaway to somewhere nearby home. a total different kind of experience. learnt lots of valuable lessons. i'll be back soon! &lt;br /&gt;my heart never left!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3756581898308896363?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3756581898308896363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3756581898308896363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3756581898308896363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3756581898308896363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2011/01/short-getaway.html' title='Short getaway'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7007995868496488778</id><published>2011-01-14T01:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T02:06:34.151+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blessed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>H-O-M-E</title><content type='html'>loves the feeling of being woken by mummy on her off day bcos she's waiting for me to spend the day with her despite having only 5 hours of sleep. walking side by side, holding onto her hand and catching up with many things that had happened during my absence. all the sleepiness i have physicallyis all gone. some quality girl time spent, shopping for stuffs for cny, new haircut and colour (LIKE FINALLY!!!) and dinner with mummy and sister. this is something i miss so long. i'm just going to submerge myself in such things as much as i can during this period.for now, i'm going to get some sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7007995868496488778?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7007995868496488778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7007995868496488778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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one.</title><content type='html'>today, i tried something new. a first time. a pain one. &lt;br /&gt;a milestone i created for myself this year and i feel proud of myself. &lt;br /&gt;what is it, you may ask? &lt;br /&gt;its a SECRET! hahaha... ;x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4714766576920898547?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4714766576920898547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4714766576920898547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4714766576920898547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4714766576920898547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2011/01/first-time-is-always-worse-one.html' title='The first time is always the worse one.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-69902690215700245</id><published>2011-01-06T01:09:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T01:37:46.154+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bye 2010'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hello 2011'/><title type='text'>Belated Goodbye to 2010.</title><content type='html'>YES! like finally 2010 is over! &lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but it seems to me that i want 2010 to quickly pass and i cant wait to start 2011. maybe bcos i had to spend the few festive holidays of 2010 alone in melbourne, without my family and close friends near my side. plus, i had to work my ass off and do split shifts for the last few days of 2010. thus, it made me detest 2010 even more. well, not detest. i jus wanted time to pass faster so that i can fly home and enjoy all the time i have in the world! and yes, my life is a bore. work, work and work. the only times that i look forward to is probably shopping for things to bring home. retail therapy always helps! the only thing now is to fit everything i bought into the lugguage and pray hard that it doesnt go over the baggage allowance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with 2011 starting, i feel like its like turning to a clean fresh page, pen-ing down my own thoughts and steps on living this awesome life i have. however this year, i would not be making any resolutions. its like a norm to make a new year resolution, acting like its a goal to fulfil it. but i realised, resolutions are just things that the inner 'angelic' side of you think you can achieve. and somehow at the end of the year, this resolutions are long forgotten and it doesnt seem to matter whether it was achieved a not. and then, a new year comes again and the same resolution is made. i guess bcos i'm sick that i cant achieve those resolutions i made for myself, so why not i just live life to the fullest. taking each step slowly and pen down milestones of this year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u ask me if 2011 is going to be a good year? i say it will be good if you make an effort to make it good. opportunities, love, luck and wealth dun just fall from the sky for no reason. it all comes down to hard work. and i intend to make 2011 an awesome year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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2010.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1789729668575910431</id><published>2010-12-08T00:50:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T01:29:04.328+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='metups'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>A day well spent.</title><content type='html'>with shifts rostered almost everyday, an off day today really did gave me some time to relax and do things i wanna do or needed to do. first, slept really well, had dreams every night since he left. i dunno is it good or bad though. but so far the dreams arent affecting me in any ways. second, posted out some impt things to people i care and love and thought i would have to spend the whole day watching borrowed dvds, but once i got home, my lil uncle who is a tour guide, was in town with a tour group called and said he could meet up with me. and so i bus-ed to the city and met him at harbourtown. passed each other some stuffs and caught up with him. it was really nice to see him after so so long, 3 yrs i reckon. cos everytime we have any family gatherings, he's always out of singapore, bring a tour to dunno where. anyway, having to see a relative in a foreign country was a nice feeling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nearing a month till i'm back. i'm going to make full use of the time i have before i head home. work obviously is going to take up most of the time, but its impt to set aside some time for myself to do things i wanna do, and not do of cos. choices i need to make after i head home and i'm dreading it. cos i still dunno what i want. maybe this period is a good time for me to think about it. xmas is coming and i hope its going to be nice over here since its my first time. even though i might be spending it through work. i guess what matters to me is that i get to go back with some cash in hand so i can enjoy with my loved ones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1789729668575910431?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1789729668575910431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1789729668575910431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1789729668575910431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1789729668575910431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/12/day-well-spent.html' title='A day well spent.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8655028379368230846</id><published>2010-12-01T20:27:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T20:32:57.014+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>there's this person, &lt;br /&gt;i take for granted. &lt;br /&gt;we used to love each other, &lt;br /&gt;but are happy as friends. &lt;br /&gt;he may not be the one for me in the future, &lt;br /&gt;but i'm blessed to know he's here to protect me. &lt;br /&gt;from killing ugly look spiders, to clearing a dead decomposing rat. &lt;br /&gt;i appreciate you for being here for me now. &lt;br /&gt;its a pity that we might not lovers in the end, but i'm sure friends we will be. &lt;br /&gt;you're like family to me now, and i care and love you for that. &lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8655028379368230846?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8655028379368230846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8655028379368230846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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term='pictures'/><title type='text'>I'm getting lazy...</title><content type='html'>i realised i'm blogging each time without much photos now. i'm lazy to charge my lousy camera that i have, and use it cos i find it a disgrace to me. today, i brought it out, but i didnt even bother taking it out to capture nice views that i witness today. i'm jus plain lazy! and its not like much people come to this space of mine to read wats up with my life. i'm keeping this space like a diary for me to read back on in the future. i'll try my best to use the lousy camera of mine to take some nice pictures, i promise! especially how my working environment is like. ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8061317072285339358?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8061317072285339358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8061317072285339358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8061317072285339358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8061317072285339358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-getting-lazy.html' title='I&apos;m getting lazy...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1614134841814396767</id><published>2010-11-14T19:29:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T20:33:03.588+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='learning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='experience'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hectic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Hectic week</title><content type='html'>working 6 days straight, with just an off day today. it's actually fine cos i've done worse, but bcos this week was really a hectic one. and with the weather getting warmer, it makes it even more uncomfortable to work. i know, i work indoors, but still i can still feel the heat! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, but i did have a valuable learning experience this week among all the hectic-ness. its bcos vision australia recently had become our guests in the hotel, and they consists of people who are visually-impaired, meaning people who are blind or with low vision. so i thought serving them may be hard at first and i tend to be afraid. but after this week, i tot they are lively and wonderful people who are really nice and polite, even better to some normal people like you and me. i guess it actually made me learnt how to be more sensitive and alert towards serving people, and not just towards people with a disability. and it jus fulfils what i aim to achieve, which is to meet the different people in this world. ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more months till the date i fly home. I CANT WAIT!!! ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1614134841814396767?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1614134841814396767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1614134841814396767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1614134841814396767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1614134841814396767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/11/hectic-week.html' title='Hectic week'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6867787761203877151</id><published>2010-11-01T00:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T00:23:51.707+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hens party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>BBBOOOOOOO!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RAWR! ((; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how was your halloween?? even though i didnt really celebrate it, cos i was out with my colleagues for a hen's (bacholorette) party cos one of them is getting married soon. had dinner at a german restaurant and was entertained by live band and dance. it was nice catching up and getting to know the nice colleagues i have at work. cos the not so nice ones didnt come. hahaha. but anyway, i still get to see lots of people dressed up in halloween costumes, and much with failure due to the weather cos it was raining badly this weekend, even now! the most hilarous one was a guy dressed as a mummy, obviously wrapped with jus toilet paper. and bcos it was raining, his low-budget costume was peeling off. such a poor guy, trying hard to be scary. i hope the bouncers let him into the club for his effort instead of the scariness of his costumes.&lt;/span&gt; anyway, i had lots of fun after a whole week of work. &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/2683838561757462906-6867787761203877151?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6867787761203877151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6867787761203877151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6867787761203877151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6867787761203877151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/11/bbbooooooo.html' title='BBBOOOOOOO!!!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8191641275678175621</id><published>2010-10-08T14:13:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T14:37:14.487+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><title type='text'>Not a fan of change</title><content type='html'>i know i blogged before about how much i loved my job, and i'm learning many new things while i'm working, and i have a sense of fulfilment when i know more things. but now, it doesnt seem like the case. things are changing in the workplace. and this time its due to the negative feelings expressed by colleagues that makes the whole working environment not as enjoying as before. on top of that, working hours arent flexible as before, and bcos i'm on my internship, i feel like i'm a slave to this job, that the whole point of working is to complete the hours i have to. its not about enjoying the whole experience anymore. and when i breathe any word of complaint about how tiring it is about the shifts i get, i get lesser shifts, and thus hours are harder to complete. manipulated by work, or should i say a particular someone, how pathetic! bcos of my soft and nice character, its easy for people to climb up my head and take advantage of me, cos i dunno when to stand up for myself. it sucks it sucks! but then i realised, if the working environment was fun to work in like before, i wont have such pathetic feelings. i would be more motivated to work, and looking forward to come in to work before every shift. but i guess things wont be back to how it was, unless some people leave or reflect upon their performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to harden up and know how to fight for my rights. and i should jus do my job, and not be emotionally attached to this job. i hope things change for the better and some people who arent happy or not doing their job should just leave. if not, after this year of internship, there's nothing left for me to stay and work. but in the mean time, i can jus rant here and do nothing about the problem. how pathetic i am right??!!! ARGH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8191641275678175621?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8191641275678175621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8191641275678175621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8191641275678175621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8191641275678175621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/10/not-fan-of-change.html' title='Not a fan of change'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6844591033496804947</id><published>2010-10-03T21:48:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T21:55:30.737+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hobby'/><title type='text'>music.</title><content type='html'>a new hobby i'm taking up.&lt;br /&gt;hoping i can take away some of the attention i always give to you and put it on this new hobby of mine.&lt;br /&gt;even just for a few minutes is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;so that i would feel that i'm not that into you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6844591033496804947?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6844591033496804947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6844591033496804947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6844591033496804947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6844591033496804947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/10/music.html' title='music.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6298263133110574441</id><published>2010-10-01T16:05:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T16:34:47.581+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wishes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thank you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Fun on my 22nd</title><content type='html'>its the time of the year where my facebook would be flooded with well wishes from friends and pictures taken on this special day would be published on this personal wall of mine. i'm blessed that the few friends i celebrated my birthday last year are still the same this year and i still get a surprise cake from them no matter what even though i said i didnt need one. this year's birthday, i'm still far away from my family and close friends back home but with the thought of them at the back of my head while celebrating my 22nd makes me contented with what i have and reminds me to cherish these people no matter what. i'm a year older, a year not wiser because i'm still learning to be an adult since the kid in me will always be there even when i turn 40, 50 or 60. but still, i'm learning. learning how to support myself financially in terms of living and also physically and mentally. being independent and having responsibilities on my shoulder is something i need to take as i slowly grow up as a person. the 3 wishes i made before i blew out the candles this year are kept in my heart and i hope they would come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mummy and Daddy for bringing me into this world. even though its a hard and tough world to live in, both of you brought me up into the person i am now, a person who aint perfect but is contented with what she have, loves the people who loves and cares about her, and mostly importantly being proud to be your daughter and the sister of her two siblings. ((; LOVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to the friends who stuck with me, really loves me for who i am and accept my flaws. being true to me is something i appreciated greatly and i hope these friends stay in my life for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522961649364417490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TKWAW7J4u9I/AAAAAAAACU4/JMgyaG2wFk0/s400/IMG_1660.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522961650786979090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TKWAXAdDTRI/AAAAAAAACVA/NinjDc4xA2c/s400/rhys10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522961659651013090" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TKWAXheZueI/AAAAAAAACVI/sMjP_j8Z1qs/s400/rhys8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522961664585899842" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TKWAXz2-H0I/AAAAAAAACVQ/0Ga2Lr2cqKk/s400/rhys13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy birthday Nicole! ((;&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/2683838561757462906-6298263133110574441?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6298263133110574441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6298263133110574441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6298263133110574441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6298263133110574441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/10/fun-on-my-22nd.html' title='Fun on my 22nd'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TKWAW7J4u9I/AAAAAAAACU4/JMgyaG2wFk0/s72-c/IMG_1660.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4525348695368293938</id><published>2010-09-09T00:15:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:57:36.980+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>my heart will never stop missing</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;my &lt;b&gt;heart&lt;/b&gt; will never stop missing...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my family, the people who made me who i am, who i care and love the most in this whole entire world, who will always stand by me no matter what, who will always be honest and truthful in the most unharmful way ever.&lt;br /&gt;a call back home made me feel like booking the next flight back home, just to be around them. it made me realised time after time that they are people i would somehow take them for granted bcos i know they will constantly be there for me no matter how i turned into, or what i do. and i should do whatever it takes to treasure them, even the limited time i'm given all the time when i'm back home.&lt;br /&gt;the plan was to finish up my internship before april next year, so that i can fly home and enjoy to the fullest before sch starts in july. now, i'm so tempted to change my plans and come back home in dec instead, for a few weeks, jus during the holiday season. argh! but i checked, airtickets are freaking expensive, and with my savings now, after paying my own rent and expenses, i'm not left with much to save up for the trip back home. and i dun wanna rely on mummy on everything. dun like this feeling! )); and apart from that, there's so many other reasons to be back. i should just knock this idea away and try to enjoy this summer in melbourne, with a road trip with the clique, getting some tan and also work my hours off so my initial plan will happen. determination!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4525348695368293938?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4525348695368293938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4525348695368293938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4525348695368293938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4525348695368293938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-heart-will-never-stop-missing.html' title='my heart will never stop missing'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7335817119582957431</id><published>2010-08-29T03:36:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T04:01:02.351+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='addiction'/><title type='text'>addicted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Addiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definition: the state of being enslaved to a habit or practice or to something that is psychologically or physically habit-forming, as narcotics, to such an extent that its cessation causes severe trauma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised this word is such a strong word, cos its always used in the most negative way. on things which people commonly deem as wrong or bad. like drugs, smoking, porn etc. but i also realised that most people nowadays are also addicted to this 'thing', but somehow would not even feel or think is an addiction?? and this 'thing' is what most of us are familiar with, Facebook. some people are not addicted to it, not needing to be socially connected cyberly every single minute or having to log on to the network more than 5 times a day, but majority of us are! keeping up to date to wats happening with people on your friend list. i myself can sometimes rely on it so much until i'm hating that i need it that much. jus to see who's doing what, who's been where. i find it rather crazy until even when i'm so tired after work, i will still find time to go onto it before bedtime when i can actually use the time to get more sleep. its ridiculous! but somehow, i cant live without it. since i'm so far away from home, its like one of the most up-to-date portal to know what my close friends are doing, and secretly look at eye candies. i guess tats why the producers of FB are making billions of money just because of this addiction of many people. luckily, its not till to the extreme yet that it causes severe trauma (well, not that i know of). i guess this post of mine is probably like a confession to the world. you know like those drug re-hab centre. those self-help group where you start by saying "Hi, i'm Nicole. I'm .... years old and i'm addicted to Facebook. lol and i think with a iphone 4 coming on the way, this addiction wont get any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. finally an off day. work is killing me. and with a lousy supervisor, it makes things worse. but i guess money is the motivating factor for me right now. ((; nights people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7335817119582957431?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7335817119582957431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7335817119582957431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7335817119582957431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7335817119582957431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/08/addicted.html' title='addicted.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2137031974747861284</id><published>2010-08-21T15:44:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T15:55:52.069+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='judgements'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><title type='text'>Getting better ((;</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TG9qRS6v69I/AAAAAAAACUo/xcIaT0SS2NI/s1600/IMG_0169+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507737714665974738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TG9qRS6v69I/AAAAAAAACUo/xcIaT0SS2NI/s400/IMG_0169+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting better at work.&lt;br /&gt;which gives me an accomplished feeling.&lt;br /&gt;cos ever since i started work till now, i got to learn so much about my role. and interacting and getting to know new people is one of the things i wanted before entering this industry, and i enjoyed doing that.&lt;br /&gt;getting to see the outside world, where i get to experience talking to different people and even my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;it gives me a new perspective on life, and how naive and mis-informed i was. but i'm not saying i'm now clever and good at judging people. i'm jus saying i'm getting to know how to, and learning there are many different people in this world. there are some who would be good to you bcos they want to, and there are some who would be good to you bcos they want something from u. get the difference? forget about the bad ones. cos tats easy to tell.&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, work is tiring, and i've got like 1 day off for a whole week which is crazy. i used to worry that i would have trouble hitting 1000 hours within a yr for my internship but now... i'm worrying that whether i'll be worn out even before hitting the 1000 hours. lol. but i'm trying to stay on a positive note. cos the money i'm earning, its sufficient for me to pay for necessities and also extra for me to save. so i'm quite delighted. ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2137031974747861284?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2137031974747861284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2137031974747861284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2137031974747861284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2137031974747861284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/08/getting-better.html' title='Getting better ((;'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TG9qRS6v69I/AAAAAAAACUo/xcIaT0SS2NI/s72-c/IMG_0169+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6306391537205773033</id><published>2010-08-12T13:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T14:15:01.323+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simple'/><title type='text'>a new, simple look</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;i think i'll jus settle for this fairly simple layout for this blog of mine. &lt;br /&gt;simple is wat i like best now, that explains the picture i have on top.&lt;br /&gt;having a simple life makes things so much easier, i guess. &lt;br /&gt;i dislike having to adapt to changes. bcos it means that people are entering and leaving your life, where it can a good and bad thing. but i guess all these will bound to happen in life and i wont be avoiding it. cos who knows, i'll just count on those nice and lovely people i met, and forget about the nasty bad ones. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6306391537205773033?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6306391537205773033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6306391537205773033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6306391537205773033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6306391537205773033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/08/new-simple-look.html' title='a new, simple look'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6356007740946442951</id><published>2010-08-10T14:11:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T14:58:38.018+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='come true'/><title type='text'>a dream i wish would come true.</title><content type='html'>dreams were said to tell of the future and that we, humans got the ability to foretell what some of the scenarios would happen in our lives in the future. just few days back, i had a dream. a dream so surreal bcos of the encounters i had. u know like in some dreams, it can be weird bcos there are things happening in the dream which would never happen at all in reality? like u are hugging your dead grandmother a few secs ago, and then things changed in the dream and suddenly u are constantly running for your life cos u're being chased by baddies? in this dream of mine, everything that happened was just like reality. no weird encounters with people who u know are dead or sci-fi or unexplainable scenarios. it was just like how it will happen in reality. a female friend who i had helped and become good friends with, a mysterious guy who is tall and charming but i can never make up how he looked like. and that mysterious guy held hands with me, leaving me feeling so real even after i woke up. like i actually did hold hands with him. well, there's more to this dream of mine, but i guess the details are for me to know only. i post something like that on fb after i woke up, saying that i really would like to meet this mysterious guy. lol. i know its weird bcos its just a dream i had and that it was bcos of Inception, which i watched a week ago. but dreams i had, which can stir up the emotions inside me, always leaves me feeling either so surreal (meaning happy) or sad. and dreams can make an impact in people's life, and actually question whether was it real or not. i guess this was what the director/screenwriter of inception was trying to tell this to the audience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick of this blogskin of mine. so do look out for a new change for this rant place of mine. ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loves, nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6356007740946442951?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6356007740946442951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6356007740946442951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6356007740946442951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6356007740946442951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/08/dream-i-wish-would-come-true.html' title='a dream i wish would come true.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4201707624596404778</id><published>2010-07-27T17:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T17:35:01.804+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='milestones'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reality'/><title type='text'>Back in Melb</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TE6IFbumGYI/AAAAAAAACUg/qvq2gKc1ylA/s1600/IMG_3094+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498481821989869954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TE6IFbumGYI/AAAAAAAACUg/qvq2gKc1ylA/s400/IMG_3094+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TE6IE_pZqMI/AAAAAAAACUY/KSddUBYPkek/s1600/IMG_3089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 344px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498481814451890370" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TE6IE_pZqMI/AAAAAAAACUY/KSddUBYPkek/s400/IMG_3089.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;been nearing a week since i'm back in melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;somehow i feel that i'm back to reality and the whole holiday to me was a dream that i wish i never have to wake up from. even though it was a short one, i really did enjoy and find the time to relax my mind and body from the exhausting semester i had the past 6 months. back in the arms of my beloved family, experienced my first trip out with my sister to HK, 2nd time clubbing in singapore with closed friends and cussy and had a unforgettable lesson learnt which gave me all the chance to question myself do i really like the clubbing scene and whether is it my kind of thing. turns out, i'll probably stick to how i am in the first place without trying to fit in somehow. caught up with a few old friends and hang out with my best ones. heartwarming feeling i get from them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, internship kinda started for me. but in some ways, i feel even more relaxed than before. no need to wake up early everyday cos my shifts are always at night, only 2 major assignments i would need to hand up. thus the other free time, i decided to use it to make myself better. ever since i was back, ran 2 times which is a positive thing for me, especially in the cold weather in melb. intend to stick to this routine of running and turn it into a habit. ((; and also, i can blog more! on the other hand, ever since i started working, i have tax accumulated and taken by the aust government. and since i'm not a citizen or PR here, i get to claim back my tax, which is a huge sum to me. everything kinda going well for me, which makes me question myself. lol i guess i'll jus live in the moment and when things come, they'll come. &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/2683838561757462906-4201707624596404778?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4201707624596404778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4201707624596404778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4201707624596404778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4201707624596404778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-in-melb.html' title='Back in Melb'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TE6IFbumGYI/AAAAAAAACUg/qvq2gKc1ylA/s72-c/IMG_3094+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5250936946185069460</id><published>2010-07-19T18:51:00.010+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T19:42:22.974+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flying back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cherish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outings'/><title type='text'>Its the first and last.</title><content type='html'>well well well, i guess i really made use of the last week in s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;hung out with friends from secondary sch, which was a nice thing especially when we have not seen each other for a long long time. spent extra more time with my family which is heartwarming. i'll be missing people back home even more! )); a good and bad thing to me. but well, i guess there's always hellos and good-byes in life. i kinda anticipated this dreadful feeling that i will always bound to have when i have to go back to melb. and this time well, i tot i will be anticipating it well, but i guess i over-estimated myself again. some mean people will jus say "then dun go overseas and study la, so troublesome!" OR "suck it up, u asked for it!". lol jus in case if u are wondering who said those to me? lol. i made it up. no one is that directly mean to me before. but still, if such a mean person exist and said something like that to me, i'll probably keep quiet. cos wat they say is true in some ways. anyway, i guess its another learning process for me to get use to. and also a way to tell myself to cherish the people who are important in my life. cos through overseas studying, i can actually tell instantly who are the friends i would need to keep and cherish, and those who are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;clubbing at StJames powerhouse with close friends and cussy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnGGOxLI/AAAAAAAACRU/5CqtHsTgqX8/s1600/IMG_3390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495543405717931186" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnGGOxLI/AAAAAAAACRU/5CqtHsTgqX8/s400/IMG_3390.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495543409134056658" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnS0stNI/AAAAAAAACRc/puwZHqNsLWY/s400/IMG_3403.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnhbiMTI/AAAAAAAACRk/YbG1VMXbFHc/s1600/IMG_3391.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495543413055041842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnhbiMTI/AAAAAAAACRk/YbG1VMXbFHc/s400/IMG_3391.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXoNnfKKI/AAAAAAAACRs/H2Uo2eWkWzY/s1600/IMG_3461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495543424916334754" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXoNnfKKI/AAAAAAAACRs/H2Uo2eWkWzY/s400/IMG_3461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXo6EMPII/AAAAAAAACR0/1em993aEFqo/s1600/IMG_3400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495543436847889538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXo6EMPII/AAAAAAAACR0/1em993aEFqo/s400/IMG_3400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sachoom Korean Dancical with family/Max Brenners at Esplanade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQYuYUraTI/AAAAAAAACR8/KV-W8K14fZQ/s1600/IMG_3475.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5250936946185069460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-first-and-last.html' title='Its the first and last.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TEQXnGGOxLI/AAAAAAAACRU/5CqtHsTgqX8/s72-c/IMG_3390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-376064675671144302</id><published>2010-07-12T01:09:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T03:54:50.180+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hongkong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><title type='text'>there's only 10 days left.</title><content type='html'>i cant believe it. when one dun take note of time, it passes really fast. with just 10 days left to the day i head back to melb, the to-do list i did up mentally in my head before i came up is not even half finished! anyway, with the time left, i started making plans with some friends in the up-coming week for some catching-up before i go back. its probably a difficult thing to meet up since some are working and/or studying, and i probably might leave singapore, not meeting some. its kinda pity but there's not much of a choice too. and also i believe friendships will never change, even through distance (i know some may think i may be consoling myself but there's always a positive side to things!!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as mentioned in my most previous update, i embark on a mini trip with my sister to one of china's state, hongkong. a 4d3n free and easy trip with lots of walking, shopping and sightseeing made me and my sister's legs aching all over after the end of each day. but i think it was a fruitful trip cos i actually had lots of fun, and shopping is really addictive which may be a bad thing cos it left me broke. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itinerary in short for the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1:&lt;br /&gt;early morning flight at 6.45am&lt;br /&gt;3 hours plus flight journey to hongkong.&lt;br /&gt;met up with the representative from the tour agency to get our transport to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;checked-in, dropped our luggages and head out to Tung Chung Factory outlets.&lt;br /&gt;nothing to shop over there, and then headed back to Kowloon area and went to shop at Temple street.&lt;br /&gt;headed back to hotel and ate cup noodles cos we needed the rest for the following days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am for the complimentary tour given by the tour agency.&lt;br /&gt;first stop- Avenue of stars&lt;br /&gt;second- HK-made jewellery shop&lt;br /&gt;third- factory outlet which is literally in a factory building&lt;br /&gt;fourth- ngong ping cable car to lantau island&lt;br /&gt;fifth- lantau island (big buddha)&lt;br /&gt;back to tsim sha tsui and shopped around shopping malls, and discovered granville road which is like bugis street, with a mixture of cheap and expensive of quality stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;walked over to avenue of stars to see the night scene of Hongkong at around 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;walked back to granville and continue our shopping journey. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8.30am for ocean park trip.&lt;br /&gt;took the train to admiralty station and was supposed to take a bus to the theme park.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, was offered a cheaper package by a stranger, which i agreed without thinking. and only after a few mins then i realised it was probably a mistake bcos i shouldnt have believed him. but in the end, the deal was true and the person got us to our destination at the promised price. saved me $30HK. ((;&lt;br /&gt;fun at ocean park! rides werent tat exciting, and the theme park is really big. oh ya! weather is a killer for that 4 days. even hotter than singapore. i felt that i was melting!!&lt;br /&gt;took bus back to the train station and went back to the hotel to freshen up.&lt;br /&gt;headed out for dinner and shopped at the famous ladies street and the streets beside it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4:&lt;br /&gt;packed up the luggage, checked-out and had the best meal ever of the whole trip.&lt;br /&gt;went back to granville road at Tsim Sha tsui for last min shopping.&lt;br /&gt;rested at hotel lobby and waited for transport to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;checked-in luggage and was heavier than the first day. shopped ard the transit hall.&lt;br /&gt;and it was bye bye HongKong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457193&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=8ee12264cb"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457193&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=8ee12264cb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457270&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=3cac6d0580"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457270&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=3cac6d0580&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457278&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=801658bbb0"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=457278&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=801658bbb0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole trip, i saw lots of eye candies, even till the very end, when i took the plane back. lol. just tat the one on the plane was attached and is a singaporean. other than that, i can say HK guys are mostly good looking and charismatic. dresses well, and dun try very hard to impress. but too bad, they dun speak really good english. argh. lol but anyway, lots of fun! especially with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after this trip, i realised i wanted something. which is to go on a holiday with my boyfriend where both of us will enjoy each other's company. it would be great fun! guess for that, i would have to wait for a long long time.&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;steamboat buffet lunch with family and cousins today, and watched "Blood Pledge" with the cousins. saw 2 very disgusting and unsightly sights of an auntie at Carrefour and a Indonesian couple in the train. argh! but had a good laugh about it! now i come to think of it, i should post it on STOMP! lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-376064675671144302?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/376064675671144302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=376064675671144302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/376064675671144302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/376064675671144302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/theres-only-10-days-left.html' title='there&apos;s only 10 days left.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5929374781454238095</id><published>2010-07-04T01:11:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T01:15:00.975+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sister'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>A mini getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://muttslikeme.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/hong-kong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 463px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 569px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://muttslikeme.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/hong-kong1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://muttslikeme.files.wordpress.com/2010/03/hong-kong1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A mini getaway with my beloved sister in a days time. will update when i'm back. ((;&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/2683838561757462906-5929374781454238095?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5929374781454238095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5929374781454238095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5929374781454238095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5929374781454238095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/mini-getaway.html' title='A mini getaway'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3916367312781612729</id><published>2010-07-02T01:46:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T01:49:56.062+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>I'm only me when i'm with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/AlTfYj7q5gQ/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlTfYj7q5gQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AlTfYj7q5gQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night beneath the stars,&lt;br /&gt;in a field behind your yard,&lt;br /&gt;you and I are paintin' pictures in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes we don't say a thing;&lt;br /&gt;just listen to the crickets sing.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is right here by my side.&lt;br /&gt;And I know everything about you&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna live without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm only up when you're not down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do.&lt;br /&gt;Well you drive me crazy half the time;&lt;br /&gt;the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm only me when I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a small town boy and girl&lt;br /&gt;livin' in a crazy world.&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to figure out what is and isn't true.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't try to hide my tears.&lt;br /&gt;The secrets or my deepest fears.&lt;br /&gt;Through it all nobody gets me like you do.&lt;br /&gt;And you know everything about me.&lt;br /&gt;You say that you can't live without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm with anybody else it's so hard to be myself.&lt;br /&gt;Only you can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;That I'm only up when you're not down.&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;It's like no matter what I do.&lt;br /&gt;Well you drive me crazy half the time;&lt;br /&gt;the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm only me&lt;br /&gt;Who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm only me when I'm with you&lt;br /&gt;With you&lt;br /&gt;Uh huh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3916367312781612729?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3916367312781612729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3916367312781612729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3916367312781612729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3916367312781612729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/im-only-me-when-im-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m only me when i&apos;m with you'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2356997658554872290</id><published>2010-07-02T00:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T00:55:42.444+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surreal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Surreal feeling to be back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TCyr5unG_kI/AAAAAAAACRM/G-cz6Nzzmbg/s1600/IMG_2536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488951054110752322" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TCyr5unG_kI/AAAAAAAACRM/G-cz6Nzzmbg/s400/IMG_2536.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; so not used to the short hair! )); and bangs ;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;been back for like 3 days since 28th of june and its still a surreal feeling to be back home. i dunno why. maybe bcos i have been looking forward to this trip back, and now i'm living it. its just 3 weeks back, and so i'm trying to make it all worthwhile. spent lots of time with family and close relatives so far for the past few days, got my hair cut (which i'm not really used to yet!), dealed with some banking stuffs, met up with my darling sylvia and good fren shane and had the local food i missed so much at the real singapore chomp chomp instead of the replica one in melb. have not started planning for the HK trip with my sis since its going to happen on the 5th of july, there is still time during the weekends to plan for it. but i cant wait to go there and see HK for the second time (first time was when i'm 2 yrs old). lots of cheap shopping, sightseeing and fun activities i hope. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2356997658554872290?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2356997658554872290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2356997658554872290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2356997658554872290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2356997658554872290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/07/surreal-feeling-to-be-back-home.html' title='Surreal feeling to be back home'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/TCyr5unG_kI/AAAAAAAACRM/G-cz6Nzzmbg/s72-c/IMG_2536.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6836748915902085948</id><published>2010-06-18T13:25:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:02:18.342+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='play'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='freedom'/><title type='text'>Putting down the BOOKS and its TIME TO PLAY!!!</title><content type='html'>WOOOOYYYAAAAYYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;exams are over and i'm not going to touch books for a period of time!&lt;br /&gt;and u may question me and say the next semester, i would need to study and still touch thick books that are full of millions of small words??? lol. NO, i dun have to! cos i'm doing my internship, which means i would be working, and there will not be any school for me for the next 2 semesters! ((: finally some break from school, while i 'welcome' the working life. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm starting to plan for the HK trip, with lots of shopping involved. and tat means tat my pocket will probably burn a large hole. so its really important to plan my finances for that. its so hard to save up money that i earn from work. but i'm trying my best, so that i dun have to rely on my mummy so much. trying to be an adult now, and rely on my own efforts to get wat i want. ((; cos in the end, it will feel good. I KNOW!! hahahahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6836748915902085948?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6836748915902085948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6836748915902085948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6836748915902085948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6836748915902085948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/06/putting-down-books-and-its-time-to-play.html' title='Putting down the BOOKS and its TIME TO PLAY!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5977307041540144979</id><published>2010-06-12T23:19:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T23:46:34.216+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of semester'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>((; one more left and i'm good to go!</title><content type='html'>after having LAW and ACCOUNTING on two consecutive days, i thought my life was going to be literally cut down for a few years because of the last minute studying i had to do a week before. and with work taking up 3 nights of a week, i was relieved that i actually knew how to do most of the questions in the exams. ((; and now, i'm jus left with Media &amp;amp; Communications and i'm waiting for my flight back home. and guess wat, my beloved sister asked me whether i wanna go for a trip to HK bcos she was bored to death staying at home all the time. and i agreed! and the crazy thing is that the night that i reach back s'pore, the next morning i'm going to HK! very crazy, but i guess i dun have much time to spare. I CANT WAIT!!! ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5977307041540144979?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5977307041540144979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5977307041540144979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5977307041540144979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5977307041540144979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/06/one-more-left-and-im-good-to-go.html' title='((; one more left and i&apos;m good to go!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-9092896253587172017</id><published>2010-05-29T14:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T14:20:45.021+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='motivation'/><title type='text'>the old memories.</title><content type='html'>today, i stumbled upon an old old blog of mine, which i totally have no recollection of. the words and updates that i had before are so so different from how it is now. i guess i really have grown up, and mature over the past few years. lol. i caught myself laughing at how naive i was before. how blinded and silly when it comes to love. i guess only until u experience love, then u know wat love is. the old memories rushed back into my head, both good and bad. and its reminding me that only learning from the mistakes u made in the past, makes u a better person. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done for this semester. and it was really a tough one for me, especially when i'm not being very disciplined in studying. its so not myself to be like that. but anyway, now i'm left with the exams, and then i'm done! "YOU CAN DO IT, NICOLE!!!!" lol. a mini shoutout for me for some self-motivation. and the prize of my hard work, a trip back home to be in the arms of my loved ones. i cant wait!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-9092896253587172017?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/9092896253587172017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=9092896253587172017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/9092896253587172017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/9092896253587172017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/05/old-memories.html' title='the old memories.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6468884299669413448</id><published>2010-05-09T13:15:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T13:49:58.602+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother&apos;s day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employed'/><title type='text'>I'm employed! ;D</title><content type='html'>hahaha.. yeah, i know. if u follow this blog closer, i was being hired at the Melbourne Racing club. but that job isnt that stable and bcos i need one thats more stable so that i can do my internship, i found another employer, and after a few interviews, i got news this morning saying that "Congratulations Nicole, You have successfully gotten the job!" *jumps in joy and 'yeahing' silently in my heart! (because i dun have to disturb my housemate)* hahahaa and straight away, even though i had only less than 6 hours of sleep bcos of the poker card session last night at docklands, the excitement i had made me jump out of bed. so i decided to share the news here. ;D and i feel relieved now. bcos without finding an internship for next semester, i would have to worry about finding one, and thus if i dun find one before i go back to s'pore, i'm definitely not going to enjoy my hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, other than this good news i have. its MOTHER'S DAY! i jus called back and wished mummy and i feel so helpless, cos i really wanna hug her tightly and say THANKS! cos she's the one thats supporting me in everything i wanna do. even though she nags a bit, but its always for my own good. i miss her so much! i hope my sis and bro are doing their best in making my mum spend this day happily. ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6468884299669413448?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6468884299669413448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6468884299669413448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6468884299669413448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6468884299669413448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-employed-d.html' title='I&apos;m employed! ;D'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-223289992667334423</id><published>2010-05-01T01:46:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T01:46:56.926+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JJ Lin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first concert'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job hunting'/><title type='text'>My first concert in Melbourne.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yeap, i just had my first ever concert in Melbourne last SAT and its JJ Lin's! not a big fan of him, but i'm definitely a big fan for good music. i went with Wayne, who was the one who treated me to this concert. tickets were selling at an expensive price, and i couldnt afford it. but bcos he needed someone to accompany him, he didnt mind treating him. so i'm really blessed. ((;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hearing JJ sing live wasnt something i was keen at first, even though he's from singapore. lol. but i take back my words. he's good with ballet songs, which is something worth going for. i had a great time, jus sitting back listening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Wayne. ((; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=421896&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=603c2406fb"&gt;Pictures&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;apart from that, assignments are still haunting me but i'm try to have a positive thinking towards it, and the motivation to finish it. apart from that, i tried applying for casual jobs, and i actually got invitations to interviews. and landing myself a job would be an easy thing. at least i dun have to worry about internship next semester and enjoy myself to the fullest when i'm back in singapore. HAPPY DAYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-223289992667334423?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/223289992667334423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=223289992667334423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/223289992667334423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/223289992667334423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-concert-in-melbourne.html' title='My first concert in Melbourne.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4971782137039942718</id><published>2010-04-23T11:35:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T11:45:42.077+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='determination'/><title type='text'>the sudden guilt i have.</title><content type='html'>argh. i jus missed law tuts again, for maybe the 3rd or 4th time. i'm not blaming it bcos of the early class, but just when i wanna go for today's tuts, i overslept, and off my alarm even without me realising it. GG! now i have to self study to make up for what i missed in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days, i'm trying to concentrate on getting my assignments going, preventing myself from doing all the last minute rushing. having a self-proclaimed "off" day today allows me to sit down alone and prioritise my work properly. a little plan in place for studying is good. i feel motivated in some ways. ((; i jus hope i can stay like that, without having to give in to distractions, cos it always gives me hangovers, distracting me even more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4971782137039942718?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4971782137039942718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4971782137039942718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4971782137039942718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4971782137039942718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/04/sudden-guilt-i-have.html' title='the sudden guilt i have.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4182156862843961195</id><published>2010-04-21T22:52:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T00:57:54.283+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random rants.'/><title type='text'>As Easter goes, Anzac is around the corner.</title><content type='html'>yeaps, the easter hols are over. second week back in school and with no surprise, i'm haunted by assignments. first week back and i've got 2 assignments due, which i was supposed to finish during the break BUT i didnt. ;x and in the end, i tortured myself with the last minute work and fell ill. part of me wanna prioritise my work, and part of me is just plain lazy and jus wanna have fun. there are so many distractions and i just cant discipline myself. i know its going to cause my grades to go down &lt;em&gt;(which i pray hard it wont even though it might not help much in any ways cos i asked for it!) &lt;/em&gt;okays. so now i'm trying hard to be self-disciplined and really do my assignments in advance before the due dates so that i wont suffer much from the mental breakdown. having to think of words to make up a sentence so that my point is made in the essay when i've got less than 24 hours before due date is mentally disturbing to my brain. now bcos its mentally disturbing to my brain, it annoys me! lol. i think i make sense here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, whenever i come to blog, there's always something to rant. and yes i do. i think i suck in relationships. and its not just love. its the relationships between friends, especially friends who are guys. it can be a good and bad thing to be good friends with the opposite sex. one, bcos they can never be potential bfs, i can let my guard down and be how i am in front of them. they might not be the ones i can tell my emotional problems to, cos trust me, if they are as sensitive as girls, i dun think i need them. they are the ones to go to when i wanna have fun, going out, hanging out as a group, listening to their lame craps and find it stupid but still laugh. its like buddies. two, they stick up for me when there's problems, and the ones i know dun judge, like how some bitches do. ;x but the bad thing is... bcos of the close bond among the group, there's a high tendency where there's no respect towards me. bcos topics we talk about are of extreme range, it sometimes lead to things that are sensitive to the female population, which i might be uncomfortable with. and even if i voice out, they do not take it seriously bcos i'm always the nice one. i dun wan to give the impression of being the nice one, being the one who is fine with everything, or being the one who is disrespected in some ways. how am i going to change the impressions of people towards me after knowing them for so long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something. i'm always putting myself in situations where there's a high possibility that i will get hurt or taken advantage. why am i so dumb and naive?? argh. CHANGE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4182156862843961195?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4182156862843961195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4182156862843961195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4182156862843961195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4182156862843961195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-easter-goes-anzac-is-around-corner.html' title='As Easter goes, Anzac is around the corner.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7072399899060668914</id><published>2010-04-05T02:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T03:02:12.149+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Why are easter eggs made of chocolates?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Why are easter eggs made of chocolates and they taste nastily sweet?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456328232746163394" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S7jFnmrFHMI/AAAAAAAACRE/rGfBrUnQu8M/s400/IMG_9500.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Its easter break for me now and it probably came at a really good time. cool off from all the stress and pressure from assignments and also some "me" time so i can do things that i would enjoy. recent weekend was kinda packed for me. spending more time with the clique, hanging out till later times while i plan for our road trip to the peninsula which will happen in a few days time. i cant wait! ;D yesterday was a blast too. rob's bdae celebration at Cho Gao and even though i didnt get to spend much time with the bdae boy, he was awfully cute in his own way. i had lots of fun and also at the same time learnt a valuable lesson, which is something for me to reflect. i realised i'm not being the person i am, and i'm always having trouble being myself. trying to make ppl happy or satisfied in some ways, and i dun feel good about it. and maybe i shouldnt be so open about my feelings and emotions cos it makes me vunerable in certain ways. ppl take advantage of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i hope the hols pass slowly so i can enjoy most of it. lots of things to do, but i'm sure i'll be fine. gotta make myself better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7072399899060668914?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7072399899060668914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7072399899060668914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7072399899060668914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7072399899060668914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/04/why-are-easter-eggs-made-of-chocolates.html' title='Why are easter eggs made of chocolates?'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S7jFnmrFHMI/AAAAAAAACRE/rGfBrUnQu8M/s72-c/IMG_9500.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4952332621947491472</id><published>2010-03-29T22:25:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:42:24.561+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goodbye'/><title type='text'>Moving on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S7CR_-BKZjI/AAAAAAAACQ8/y-UFaCyW72Y/s1600/IMG_4676a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S7CR_-BKZjI/AAAAAAAACQ8/y-UFaCyW72Y/s400/IMG_4676a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454019676911330866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;“Watching you walk out of my life does not make me bitter or cynical about love. But rather makes me realize that if I wanted so much to be with the wrong person how beautiful it will be when the right one comes along.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&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/2683838561757462906-4952332621947491472?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4952332621947491472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4952332621947491472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4952332621947491472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4952332621947491472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/03/moving-on.html' title='Moving on.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S7CR_-BKZjI/AAAAAAAACQ8/y-UFaCyW72Y/s72-c/IMG_4676a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6833104336628473959</id><published>2010-03-22T18:07:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T18:21:25.584+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thoughts in my head.'/><title type='text'>Its time...</title><content type='html'>its time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to get used to being alone.&lt;br /&gt;to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;to give up.&lt;br /&gt;to know that people change, even love ones.&lt;br /&gt;to make things right.&lt;br /&gt;to learn to be strong.&lt;br /&gt;to reflect on myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6833104336628473959?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6833104336628473959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6833104336628473959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6833104336628473959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6833104336628473959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-time.html' title='Its time...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8944739452283828619</id><published>2010-03-11T16:43:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T16:47:50.381+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='swollen gum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='me pain'/><title type='text'>swollen ));</title><content type='html'>i guess i have not been taking care of myself lately.&lt;br /&gt;my left gum is swollen and watever i do with my mouth- eating, drinking, swallowing saliva, talk, it makes it so unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;even in class, when i know the answer, i dun even feel like answering.&lt;br /&gt;cos talking hurts!&lt;br /&gt;so if u want to talk to me now, write, text or chat with me online.&lt;br /&gt;cos i might not reply u.&lt;br /&gt;i'm temporaily mute.&lt;br /&gt;and i can predict, if i continue to being like this, sore throat's coming up.&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;due to the lack of sleep and fruit intake, even though i drink lots of water, it doesnt really help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate it!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8944739452283828619?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8944739452283828619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8944739452283828619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8944739452283828619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8944739452283828619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/03/swollen.html' title='swollen ));'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7581056191408544656</id><published>2010-03-05T23:11:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-06T00:27:28.892+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Back in Melb.</title><content type='html'>Its been two weeks ever since i came back from S'pore. yeap, first week was quite a torture for me. like a lifeless soul, suffering from all the emotions missing my family and close friends, and on top of it, the jetlag. i feel lost during lectures and tutorials even though i jus missed the first week and its my second year here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, its the end of second week of sch. and my timetable is full on. classes at short and weird timings, and wat else, projects are coming to haunt me soon. its the long weekend, with labour day on monday. so i hope i can get some time out to tidy the house and also catch up on some sleep, which i lack ALOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised this semester would be the hardest compared to previous ones tat i had. challenging and really dry subjects i'm taking this sem, having up to 3 examinations this sem. passing is easy, but excelling in all is wat i want. am i giving high hopes to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being disciplined and motivated for school after coming back from S'pore is hard. cos i'm really still in the process of turning from holiday mood back to school mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*screams HWAITING!!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7581056191408544656?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7581056191408544656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7581056191408544656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7581056191408544656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7581056191408544656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/03/back-in-melb.html' title='Back in Melb.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4977413444615718585</id><published>2010-02-11T14:25:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T15:46:50.575+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passing clouds'/><title type='text'>Life is full of passing clouds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reefed.edu.au/__data/assets/image/0011/17021/clouds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 428px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.reefed.edu.au/__data/assets/image/0011/17021/clouds.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question: When do u always see passing clouds? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Answer: During a fair and nice weather.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is like the weather. there's the fair and sunny weather (normal happy days), the thunder storms (when i'm angry), the snowy romantic days (when there's love), the cold winter days (when i'm sad). and friends are like things in the sky. there's the sun, the moon, the stars, and the passing clouds etc, which are essential to the sky. the sun is like the best friend, who will forever be there to shine ur way and give u warmth, even at night. the moon is like the good friend, who is there for ya discreetly but can be always counted on no matter wat (just like the moon, u know its there but u might not be able to see it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there's the stars. the friends that are there, some pretty in looks and others in character. being there for ya once in a while, and never judge or backstabs u. and you are lucky to have them in ur life. then lastly, the passing clouds. pretty looking things which gives u shade and rain when its hot. but they are just passing clouds, that often appear when ur life is good and happy. "Fair weather friends" they often say. u still treat them like how u would treat the "stars", but when friendship is tested, the passing clouds are often no where to be found. and time after time knowing these fair weather friends, i get judged, lied, fooled, misunderstood or hurt. tats why i always tell myself i dun wan to make fair weather friends the next time. i wanna make "star" friends or "moon" friends. but its not always the case. and it makes me start questioning myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, thats life, when its comes to friendship. i dun regret making fair weather friends, but when its time for them to pass by ur life, do not make them stay bcos they wont suppose to. i wanted to make u stay, but after the nasty and sarcastic words that i never tot would come out of u, it was better to say goodbye. so maybe u should stop and question urself about why things turned out this way before passing out nasty comments. ((; cos it just made u an uglier person.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4977413444615718585?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4977413444615718585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4977413444615718585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4977413444615718585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4977413444615718585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-full-of-passing-clouds.html' title='Life is full of passing clouds.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4513600581691537438</id><published>2010-02-02T19:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T19:49:50.422+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='extra money'/><title type='text'>i'm sucha good girl!</title><content type='html'>guess wat! i have been home, spending time with my mum for like 4 days in a row. since she's on leave for this week for spring cleaning, i'm trying to help her. plus, the thought of going back real soon makes me wanna spend some alone time with her, especially during this festive month. since i went abroad to study, i have realised the importance of family and friends who are almost like family. how mine have always be there for me is so heartwarming but often easily taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2010's CNY is in less than 2 weeks time. ultimate goal would be to get as many red packets as i can, try my luck in BJ and win some extra kachings so that i can save it in my bank account. i realised i'm not really good in handling my finance, which is why it became one of my resolutions for this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope i'll keep to my goal. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4513600581691537438?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-138395635128003353</id><published>2010-01-22T01:54:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T02:12:29.585+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'>Supperclub was....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsmjewyFI/AAAAAAAACQ0/sQYWcKTtXTc/s1600-h/IMG_1732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208760410228818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsmjewyFI/AAAAAAAACQ0/sQYWcKTtXTc/s400/IMG_1732.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208752004356322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsmEKpWOI/AAAAAAAACQs/WAQCne_SREs/s400/IMG_1755.JPG" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsBJjHrYI/AAAAAAAACQk/hB66APP4Az4/s1600-h/IMG_1757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208117794024834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsBJjHrYI/AAAAAAAACQk/hB66APP4Az4/s400/IMG_1757.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsAQTWGgI/AAAAAAAACQc/BqzJ-FD3fD0/s1600-h/IMG_1759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208102427040258" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsAQTWGgI/AAAAAAAACQc/BqzJ-FD3fD0/s400/IMG_1759.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr_vBBCSI/AAAAAAAACQU/prW6481CQg8/s1600-h/IMG_1761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 288px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208093491792162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr_vBBCSI/AAAAAAAACQU/prW6481CQg8/s400/IMG_1761.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr_FK8TII/AAAAAAAACQM/OsFUO-Vl-po/s1600-h/IMG_1801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208082259135618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr_FK8TII/AAAAAAAACQM/OsFUO-Vl-po/s400/IMG_1801.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr-pUXJHI/AAAAAAAACQE/bpBuNQkEzIE/s1600-h/IMG_1804.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429208074782450802" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hr-pUXJHI/AAAAAAAACQE/bpBuNQkEzIE/s400/IMG_1804.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was okay, i guess. i didnt have much fun though. it was hash's birthday so he was the one having lots of fun. i didnt drink much and i sucked at dancing. maybe bcos of tat, sylvia and i spent most of the time sitting on the bed, being entertained by people who danced really weird, funny or good. maybe the next time i go, i would be with another clique, to another club. supperclub wasnt really my cup of tea. maybe it was the music. but i wont judge just yet.&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/2683838561757462906-138395635128003353?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/138395635128003353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=138395635128003353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/138395635128003353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/138395635128003353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/01/supperclub-was.html' title='Supperclub was....'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S1hsmjewyFI/AAAAAAAACQ0/sQYWcKTtXTc/s72-c/IMG_1732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8700753782394536385</id><published>2010-01-16T00:23:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T00:38:13.129+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bestie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clubbing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='virgin trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun?'/><title type='text'>virgin trip ;D</title><content type='html'>cant wait. my plan with sylvia to go on our virgin trip to clubs will happen tmr. i'm not making a big deal, but its like a milestone in my life. to see what's so fun over there. to see why is everyone wanting to go there almost every weekend and spend so much money over there. excited!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8700753782394536385?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8700753782394536385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8700753782394536385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8700753782394536385'/><link 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term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bangkok'/><title type='text'>my holidays ;D</title><content type='html'>i realised... ever since i came back from melbourne, the only update i did was something negative. and i dun wanna turn this blog of my into somewhere where i rant and turn to when i got problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, holidays have been fun. 2009 passed and its been a good year for me. i finished my first year of school, and i achieved grades tat are beyond my expectations. and maybe bcos of that, i'm loving what i'm studying even more, and i know which direction i would wanna commit myself into in the future. 2010 is going to be fruitful year. and i hope to get my internship at the place that i want, and earn some good cash for my expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for family, i got closer to my sister and brother and i feel even closer to home during my stay in melb. mummy is being very supportive regardless of how much she had to fork out for my living expenses and school fees. it can be pressurising cos i gotta make sure i do her proud and make it all worthwhile. daddy got into trouble with his health and scare the hell out of me when i got news in sch. he's recovering well, and i hope he knows his life is important and would not do anything stupid to jeopardise it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made a few nice friends this year and i hope to stay friends with them. made new ones and maintain close to a few. i'm blessed. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for love, i cant believe i'm up to the 3rd year with him. so many things happened between us, and frankly speaking, i dunno how we got through this 3 years. a love/hate relationship we have for each other is probably the reason tat keeps us going. no matter what, i would still wanna have more years with him and hope we would understand and learn more about each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bangkok trip with family. (11th- 15th dec)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425708659683997298" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9R4M5tnI/AAAAAAAACOc/dzD7467RL20/s400/IMG_1319.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425708661784165170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9SABnuzI/AAAAAAAACOk/vTpaa44FLc4/s400/IMG_9069.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425708673451936018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9SrfbyRI/AAAAAAAACOs/JoKn7zTxumQ/s400/IMG_1401.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425708686553760674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9TcTJw6I/AAAAAAAACO0/CA75sRE_Fb0/s400/IMG_1456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709750919842370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v-RZXzSkI/AAAAAAAACPE/KUbbln3NcKM/s400/Picture+010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425708691384025826" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9TuSxwuI/AAAAAAAACO8/wx3pj8gJSYY/s400/IMG_9217.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709754197035298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v-RllJSSI/AAAAAAAACPM/qZN99TtLM7M/s400/IMG_9329.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709764686313618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v-SMp--JI/AAAAAAAACPU/8fiUBe3RhF8/s400/IMG_9332.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v-SaBNfII/AAAAAAAACPc/KGWTjNTW5QE/s1600-h/IMG_9352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425709768273394818" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v-SaBNfII/AAAAAAAACPc/KGWTjNTW5QE/s400/IMG_9352.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;met up with the girls. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425712976543349842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0wBNJwX_FI/AAAAAAAACPk/hSwIJ87yLaY/s400/6thdec-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;birthday celebration with sylvia darling. (29th dec)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425712979914512994" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0wBNWUH2mI/AAAAAAAACPs/YdS6U72OVLU/s400/IMG_9447.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425712986503463378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0wBNu3DQdI/AAAAAAAACP0/XtnHOm0QPVQ/s400/IMG_9456.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0wBN-UwMkI/AAAAAAAACP8/2zQep21wgrk/s1600-h/IMG_9462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425712990654575170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0wBN-UwMkI/AAAAAAAACP8/2zQep21wgrk/s400/IMG_9462.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8425141153995053983?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8425141153995053983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8425141153995053983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8425141153995053983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8425141153995053983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-holidays-d.html' title='my holidays ;D'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/S0v9R4M5tnI/AAAAAAAACOc/dzD7467RL20/s72-c/IMG_1319.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8510342546825790844</id><published>2009-12-11T03:33:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T03:53:20.591+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sadness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>RESPECT</title><content type='html'>this will be my first post ever since i'm back home. but not a happy one i warned. feeling confused and disappointed just before the day i'm scheduled to fly to bangkok with my family is not a nice thing. i dun even know how to even say it. thats why i thought that maybe coming to this space of mine just before take off would be a good thing to rant all the unhappy things i'm experiencing right now. apparently, its not working cos i think i'm making it worse by emphasising on how down i am. questions lead to questions, and i cant simply find the answers. i dunno how can someone u adore and love before would wanna hurt the heart in so many ways. i dunno why the words that came out could be easily said, and forgotten a minute after when the damage is done. i dunno why love can be an awful thing, where it becomes dislike and then hate. i dunno why the best friends of love- trust and respect, have disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangkok would probably be an escape for me from all these problems. and i hope i would get to find the answers to the questions above, even just one answer and i'll be satisfied. cos before the situation worsen, i need to find the solution so that both of us would not suffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“I'm not concerned with your liking or disliking me... All I ask is that you respect me as a human being.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8510342546825790844?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8510342546825790844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8510342546825790844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8510342546825790844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8510342546825790844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/12/respect.html' title='RESPECT'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6252190340360697722</id><published>2009-12-01T00:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T00:58:33.720+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='move house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='airport'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clean-up'/><title type='text'>One more day to my homeland ;D</title><content type='html'>Just one more day. one more day back to my homeland, back to the arms of my family and close friends. it has been so hectic the past few days, shifting all the things from the old place to my new place. tidying and putting everything in place, and having not much sleep cos every night is spent putting everything in place. and i decided to not touch my room first, since i'll be going back soon. i'll just keep it tidy and hope douglas would take the initiative to sort of vacumm my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, have been shopping for aussie goods for people back home, and the whole day tomorrow would be spent doing that. now, doug and me would be fetching jeffrey's gf from the airport. she's here for a month, and its a pity that i can only spend around a day wif her before i go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, but so excited. excited to be on the plane back home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6252190340360697722?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6252190340360697722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6252190340360697722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6252190340360697722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6252190340360697722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-more-day-to-my-homeland-d.html' title='One more day to my homeland ;D'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6996819901239333377</id><published>2009-11-27T13:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T13:52:51.829+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost done!</title><content type='html'>well, the house is almost done! all the furnitures, applicances are in and now its just left with cleaning the place up and moving in our stuffs. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole day yesterday was spend assembling ikea furnitures and it made my body all sore, screwing, hammering and shifting! plus the cleaning up after that. the house now really looks like a place to stay in. ((; and did i mention there's an oven? hahaha. meaning i can spent some free time baking! i've got so many recipes that i learnt about in school, and have never had the chance to put it into test. but now, i can! LOVE it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, didnt catch 'New Moon' that day, cos we missed the time slot. so turned out we watched '2012'. which was a good show, but too exaggerating for me. i'm not convinced that 2012 is the end of the world for the human race. trust me, those scientists who claimed that 2012, on the 21 of dec is the end of the world, will definitely change their words when the day comes near. bcos of the explosion from the sun? i mean even the sun knows how to pick such a nice date for the end of the world? &lt;strong&gt;21-12-12? &lt;/strong&gt;is the sun chinese or wat? auspicious day? lol. from what i think, its a way to tell the whole world we gotta start caring for the environment and stop causing so much pollution, especially the greenhouse gases. bcos humans are scared to die, so they will do whatever it takes to prevent it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6996819901239333377?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6996819901239333377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6996819901239333377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6996819901239333377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6996819901239333377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/11/almost-done.html' title='Almost done!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3405036580584043174</id><published>2009-11-24T17:00:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:43:42.522+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singapore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new moon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yr 1'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='over'/><title type='text'>Yr 1 officially over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;on monday at 12 pm, marks the time i can start having fun, without stressing over the books. events management's paper was quite easy, just that i was too distracted to get all of the notes in my head. moving into a unfurnished house is so problematic. gotta go get furnitures, neccessities, electronic applicances etc.. (the list goes on...) plus, i gotta do it before i go back to s'pore, cos i dun wanna come back to an empty house, all alone.. spend alot, and i feel the pinch for mummy, even though its going to be a good investment. how i wish i have the extra money so that mummy wont have to pay for all these extras. well, i jus gotta work extra hard when i've got work to repay her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;everything is almost settled, just waiting for doug and me to move in and tidy up the place before i head home. having my own room also gives me the opportunity to decorate it and make it really nice. ((; but all these gotta wait till i get back next yr. cant believe i'm going back singapore next week, and i have yet to get anything for people back home. totally short on cash, and i hate the feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sis and i plan to do a online spree selling clothes from Melbourne. so both of us can earn some extra bucks. ;D tats probably the way to earn some extras while u are studying, cos it isnt tat time consuming and tiring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wat else??? mmmm... gonna catch 'New Moon' with  guys later at crown. i heard its only showing in singapore on the 3rd of dec. maybe watching it another time wif gfs should be nice when i get back. all the hotties to drool over for. hahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bye for now... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3405036580584043174?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3405036580584043174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3405036580584043174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3405036580584043174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3405036580584043174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/11/yr-1-officially-over.html' title='Yr 1 officially over!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4347069060015662102</id><published>2009-11-03T12:44:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:23:10.699+11:00</updated><title type='text'>when was the last time i smiled so happily?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Su-LF6_gLuI/AAAAAAAACOU/SRfPJSWerJQ/s1600-h/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399687412091727586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Su-LF6_gLuI/AAAAAAAACOU/SRfPJSWerJQ/s400/me.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;-courtesy of Anthon Wong &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when was the last time i smiled so happily for a camera, with my cheeks pump up and red and almost closed eyes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe when i'm having fun with my friends, where people do not back stab each other and gossip for their own entertainment then such pictures will turn up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or not, i should stop treating u as my friend, and stop acting like u care about my life, my status on fb.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe the second one is a good option to consider. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4347069060015662102?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4347069060015662102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4347069060015662102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4347069060015662102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4347069060015662102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-was-last-time-i-smiled-so-happily.html' title='when was the last time i smiled so happily?'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Su-LF6_gLuI/AAAAAAAACOU/SRfPJSWerJQ/s72-c/me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2673366213684981194</id><published>2009-11-02T17:42:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:44:16.643+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='recent updates'/><title type='text'>Counting down to fun! ;D</title><content type='html'>its the 2nd last week of school and i cant wait to get done with it and return back home. So many things i cant wait to do so many things i have to do before and after my exams end, and things that i did ever since i last blogged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, i found a place to stay for next year when i return and i'm moving in next weekend. its a two bedroom house, and i'm sharing with douglas of cos. but this time round, both of us get to have a room each for our own so a little privacy and study space. I cant wait to decorate my space and probably shop back in singapore for some homeware with the financial aid of my beloved mummy. hahaha ;D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, have been involved with one of my class's event, which is a cocktail night happening this thurs. spent quite an amount of time on planning for this event, finding and contacting sponsors, doing promotions and i hope things turn out well on thurs. and we get enough customers so that the night is successful. plus, i'm rostered to the bar, so i get to make some cocktails which i'm excited to learn! lol. will take pictures on wed during the cocktail training offered by the sponsor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, sis told me that mummy is planning a holiday to somewhere nearby when i get back from melb. and turns out, its going to be bangkok and pattaya. *yells for joy!*&lt;br /&gt;its been long since i had a holiday with my family, and to one of the cheap shopping heaven in SEA. hahaha. i'm trying to save up for some extra cash so that i can indulge in some shopping when i go there. BANGKOK, HERE I COME!!! hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, i have received my pay from the job i did at the Caufield Racing club. for that 2 days, i earned 181.88. its so little, but at least better than nothing. ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, spent halloween with the gang at docklands last sat. weather is so hot and sunny now, which is a good thing cos at least i wont experience much difference in weather when i go back singapore even though i heard its been raining alot back home. anywae, played soccer, vball on sat and it was barbie after that. unluckily it didnt ended well cos it started raining heavily so we shifted back into the house. watched the movie "UP" and it was really nice. chilled abit and tat was it. didnt get to experience much of melb's halloween cos we couldnt go out to the city to see people in their halloween costumes. but still, i had fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i was taught a lesson about FRIENDSHIP. doesnt mean this person is interested in ur life means u can trust him/her. the person can be a big mouth, gossiping, back-stabbing bitch/ bastard which have no idea how friends should treat each other. and they are usually fake. smiling in front of u and telling people bad stuffs about u behind ur back or sometimes in front of you in another different language. i use to experience it in singapore, but little did i know Melb is full of such people. and guess wat! its not the aussies, its the asians! well, i'm lucky that i step out of it, and avoid as much contact as i can. it disgusts me just to be near such people and it disgusts me even more when such people obviously dunno how to treat their "friends" and still wanna be part of what the gang does. I would only respect them if they are more direct and stay far away as possible and shut the fictional stories and assumptions. i jus pity those who still hang out with such people without any idea that they are being bitched about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me treasure all the friends i have who i think are so true and lovely. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2673366213684981194?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2673366213684981194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2673366213684981194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2673366213684981194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2673366213684981194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/11/counting-down-to-fun-d.html' title='Counting down to fun! ;D'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3312988302908610217</id><published>2009-10-14T19:28:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:39:26.567+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='first'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sandwiches'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Caufield'/><title type='text'>First day of work</title><content type='html'>i'm dead beat! I jus had my first day at my first job in Melb. skipped school today for work bcos i didnt wan to miss the opportunity to earn more money. well, woke up early, without much sleep the whole night. i was dozing off on the way to work, which wasnt a good sign, but i still hung on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed into the uniform they provided, took quite a while to find the stand where i was working cos they had many snack bars around the racing ground. Caufield is a big place, and u might get lost easily! i was delegated to the Sandwich bar at the Member's stand. and the whole day, i learnt how to make sandwiches for hungry Aussies. and can i say, Serving customers, especially hungry ones is a tricky thing. i actually got a scolding from an angry man cos i wasnt making the right sandwich for him and a silent stare on my name tag from a lady. other than that, the whole atmosphere was hyped up. with races going on, the loud PA system, people cheering for their horses. Its really nice. started work at 11.3o and ended at 4 instead of 6. i still have no clue wats my pay cos i forgot to ask. my supervisor is a really nice and funny lady, and i got really helpful colleagues. i guess i'm considered lucky. ((; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be working on Sat again. and i anticipate more customers, more sandwiches to be made and more chances of getting scolded. but who cares! its worth it. ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3312988302908610217?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3312988302908610217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3312988302908610217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3312988302908610217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3312988302908610217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/10/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2233843337580247674</id><published>2009-10-02T00:21:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T00:27:38.185+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21st'/><title type='text'>The passing of 21 years ;D</title><content type='html'>I really wanna blog on my birthday celebration, but bcos assignments are starting to haunt me, so i choose to do some of it, before i blog a long post on my bdae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had fun, enjoy it, while i miss the people back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to blog more, but i'll post jus a pic that i &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387637312997792530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SsS7l1vfmxI/AAAAAAAACOM/EmihY2GVFd8/s400/IMG_8395.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2233843337580247674?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2233843337580247674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2233843337580247674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2233843337580247674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2233843337580247674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/10/passing-of-21-years-d.html' title='The passing of 21 years ;D'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SsS7l1vfmxI/AAAAAAAACOM/EmihY2GVFd8/s72-c/IMG_8395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4967039938319168818</id><published>2009-09-25T14:16:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T14:41:05.021+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farm animals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Royal Melbourne Show'/><title type='text'>Royal Melbourne Show</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;24th Sept 2009&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Royal Melbourne Show was something I wouldnt experience in Singapore, so when i got to know about it, i really wanted to go. Asked doug and he wasnt really interested, so i went with Jan, and her classmates Henry and Yumi. I did enjoy myself, patting and seeing farm animals and it wasnt bored at all. I'm saying that cos the others felt bored and left halfway through. It was such a piss off, but i still continued exploring the place alone despite the others being a cold blanket. i cant force them to stay too. but it made the whole experience not as enjoyable. I could have imagine many others which would make my experience so much more better. Little did i expect that after the show, i would be blogging on the bad experience more than the good ones. And once again, i was reminded that good friends are hard to come by. Silly me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i will still post some pictures of myself from the Show. Others will be on Fb if you are interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=321734&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=0564c6d315"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=321734&amp;amp;id=791290401&amp;amp;l=0564c6d315&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385259385265527618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI4OoXG0I/AAAAAAAACNk/-Y3BmA9d9DI/s400/IMG_8176.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385259387778615442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI4X_hyJI/AAAAAAAACNs/Ed8n5aJl1C4/s400/IMG_8214.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385259398352088450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI4_YcLYI/AAAAAAAACN0/j5J9NtXujSw/s400/IMG_8227.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 340px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385259403637083074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI5TEey8I/AAAAAAAACN8/AYIz9JFWJAI/s400/IMG_8243.JPG" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI5i1eruI/AAAAAAAACOE/sCNKaDysQd8/s1600-h/IMG_8322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385259407869128418" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI5i1eruI/AAAAAAAACOE/sCNKaDysQd8/s400/IMG_8322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Birthday in few days time. i dunno what to do, how to celebrate. A simple celebration with my friends? how i wish i'm in Singapore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4967039938319168818?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4967039938319168818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4967039938319168818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4967039938319168818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4967039938319168818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/royal-melbourne-show.html' title='Royal Melbourne Show'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrxI4OoXG0I/AAAAAAAACNk/-Y3BmA9d9DI/s72-c/IMG_8176.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7004667566385346004</id><published>2009-09-23T11:30:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:46:58.490+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner at the Soda Rock Diners</title><content type='html'>Went out for a houseparty at one of the suburb, Toorak. the host is Akshat, a fren i got to know from school. and he happens to stay in one of the suburb which rich Melburnians stay in. anywae, had a chance to eat the sort of authentic indian curry which Akshat and his housemates cooked. well, i dunno whether is it authentic a not, but i assume it is. cos it tasted quite good to me. hung out at the house for a while, and we decided to go explore the Toorak suburb to see what do they have there. I'm always hanging out with this gang, and its like so common now that we do things together. with just me alone as a girl in the group, it looks so weird, and sometimes people might have weird thoughts about it and this people are pathetic cos they judge, and friends shouldnt. anywae, i do enjoy the company we have. all the bullshitting, gossiping and trying out of new stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so while we were exploring the neighbourhood, we came across a very attractive signboard at the corner of the intersection. and bcos we were hungry, we decided to check it out and see whether the prices for food are reasonable. turns out, it was within our budget and so we decided to try it out. the diner had a really american diner theme, very old school, with a elvis presley model in the diner, playing oldies. it was a change in experience. bcos usually we will eat chinese food whenever we go out. i'll let the pictures do the talking. dont mind me, its taken with my phone, cos i didnt bring my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487304201420994" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmKrMiGwMI/AAAAAAAACNc/rym8u1b3VFQ/s400/P220909_19.40.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384487296243592770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmKqu4z7kI/AAAAAAAACNU/TTwaE95pNVc/s400/P220909_19.35%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484247740069794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmH5SU7t6I/AAAAAAAACNE/-UZdTtvAaGc/s400/P220909_18.45%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484254932278178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmH5tHsG6I/AAAAAAAACNM/6tE1ZpS05-M/s400/P220909_18.47.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384484228255877442" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmH4JviiUI/AAAAAAAACMs/Vf7Yt2h9ETU/s400/P220909_18.45%5B02%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384479511846345826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmDlnv4XGI/AAAAAAAACMM/qlfBC9ADuSY/s400/P220909_19.36.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384479476315148690" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmDjjYlUZI/AAAAAAAACME/cB1JDQHzpVw/s400/P220909_18.42.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476811131819090" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmBIazXFFI/AAAAAAAACL8/4CZEPho5iqQ/s400/P220909_18.51.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476800718200722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmBH0Aj35I/AAAAAAAACL0/GQuhXD9o_fg/s400/P220909_18.54%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476791116991378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmBHQPdC5I/AAAAAAAACLs/x7tUWzNCZGI/s400/P220909_19.03.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476782627056962" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmBGwnS7UI/AAAAAAAACLk/QDm9EMPG3xU/s400/P220909_19.07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384476775981171778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmBGX2yxEI/AAAAAAAACLc/6aeFr8BJzDY/s400/P220909_19.08.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and tomorrow, i'm going to go for the Melbourne Royal show with Jan and her new classmates. I cant wait! google it to find out more about it. Its going to be definite fun! ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7004667566385346004?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7004667566385346004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7004667566385346004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7004667566385346004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7004667566385346004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/dinner-at-soda-rock-diners.html' title='Dinner at the Soda Rock Diners'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrmKrMiGwMI/AAAAAAAACNc/rym8u1b3VFQ/s72-c/P220909_19.40.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7774237457934811937</id><published>2009-09-22T13:11:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:56:50.928+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='employed'/><title type='text'>Finally employed! ((;</title><content type='html'>i'm currently having my holidays and enjoying every single minute of it. and of cos i didnt put my time to waste. I took the initiative to apply for a job at one of Melbourne's racing club, Caufield. Well, during Spring time in Melbourne, the people here would attend wat they call it the "Melbourne Spring Racing Carnival" where men would be dressed in formal suits, and women dressed in really pretty dresses and accessorise with a nice hat. The carnival starts around the end of Sept, to the mid of November. and its one event which people gamble, dresses in fashion and enjoy the whole atmosphere of seeing horses race while sipping on a cold beer or sparkling wine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 356px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.smh.com.au/ffximage/2005/10/12/caulfield_wideweb__430x356.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.watoday.com.au/ffximage/2008/10/11/majprueeales_narrowweb__300x320,0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://images.fox.com.au/2008/09/26/65703/400x248-Fox-Win-CaulfieldRacing.jpg" /&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, i've got a reply from the racing club, saying i gotta go for an interview. and i turned up yesterday for the interview, with a few slight hiccups on the way. woke up real early without much sleep cos doug and I hung out with the gang at St. Kilda beach, till late the night before, wanting to see some penguins. and so, i needed to rush and dressed up in a white shirt and black pants. and little did i know was my new bought shirt was teared for no apparent reason. but i still went on with my interview cos i really need that job. so i covered the tear with my cardi and headed off. ard an hour journey to my destination. interview was at 10, and when i reached there, they asked for my visa, bcos as an international student, i need to having a valid working visa so that i can work. and silly me jus brought my visa no., while they needed the document. SO, its either i come back for another interview session later in the day, or i forget about this opportunity. part of me wanted to take the second option, but u guys know i didnt. so, its another hour journey back home, to get my visa document, and luckily the next interview session is at 5pm, i had ample time to rest and have my lunch before i go. the weather was freaking hot in the day, and by the time i went out for my real interview, it turned cold. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached there, waited for my turn for interview, and btw there were so so many indians interviewing too. they are like ants, knowing where to go when there's opportunities. hardworking and never give up attitude. well, not tat i'm praising them, but i knew i had a higher chance to get the job. ;x but i was still nervous cos its the first time having an interview in Melbourne. sat down with one of the interviewer, Denise, who was a really nice lady. answered a few questions, and i got the job! ((; got my ID card and name tag, and did some paperwork, while i watched a 5 min induction video. got my fingerprint scanned for reporting and signing off from work when i start and tat was it! ((; I was so happy, even though its a casual position as a snack attendant. experience counts alot. and i heard from my frens that the pay rate for people working at the Spring racing carnival is high, even though i didnt ask my interviewer yesterday, but i assume its going to be good. ((; so good luck to me. its just a 3 days job, but i probably continue working for the club in a long term basis, so that i got some income for myself. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384134537407217442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrhJ1d0RvyI/AAAAAAAACLM/yZnG3rcsL-A/s400/IMG_8117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384134543922816738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrhJ12Ft5uI/AAAAAAAACLU/mpR_XMUSJJQ/s400/IMG_8118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I"m so proud of myself! My name tag and ID card. income's coming in soon, dun worry my bank account. u will be fed soon! ;D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7774237457934811937?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7774237457934811937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7774237457934811937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7774237457934811937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7774237457934811937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-employed.html' title='Finally employed! ((;'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SrhJ1d0RvyI/AAAAAAAACLM/yZnG3rcsL-A/s72-c/IMG_8117.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8753475059297591630</id><published>2009-09-12T20:34:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T14:41:51.399+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FML'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='independent'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='staying strong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rants'/><title type='text'>school's mid-sem is soon over.</title><content type='html'>after friday, the moment i finish up with my 2000 word essay, i told myself i would never leave things till the last min. never again!!! cos i dun even feel good even though i was in time to hand up the assessment. well, i hope that i will still do well, or at least get a pass or credit for it. and if i get a higher grade than that, i would never take it for granted. please! *prays*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as mentioned in previous posts, thurs was management night. many of my friends came to support me, which made me feel really happy. 3 course meal for $20 with complimentary coffee or tea. how i wish you guys back in singapore would be able to try it. food is really good, with quality service from my fellow classmates. I felt my partner, Lulu and I did well, not considering the small issues like the backgroud music went off, setting up of tables was slow and mess. at least customers were happy when i handed them tulips, which i bought in the morning. ((; i do not have much pictures on the night, cos i was busy running around, managing the whole restaurant. this is why F&amp;amp;B was never in my career option. cos i totally dislike the operation. now its just left with a 1200 written report about the whole night and preparation. after tat, i would be able to breath a sign of relief and enjoy the hols of 2 weeks, with a few days finishing up assignments that are soon due after the hols. the school is cunning. hols dun seem like hols cos u still gotta care about assignments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, i got an email few days back, and i actually got a scheduled interview for the Spring racing carnival at Caufield. ((; even though its a few days job, i hope i get it. and time's right cos its hols soon. i can probably work for a few days, and earn some money for my 21st. hahaha. even though i have no idea on how to celebrate, and whether to celebrate a not, cos i dun even have the mood to. so much so that i start to think its nothing special anyway. well, except for my parents. cos their eldest daughter finally turn 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of issues are going through my mind now. and many say its back to my emo self again. but, they dunno whats happening. maybe bcos they are not people that i would tell my inner feelings to. i jus hope i'm strong enough to decide on how our future should go. cos now, the things we used to have for each other, have faded or long gone. cos the way u see it, i'm jus a girl who is alone in this foreign country. and leaving is not an option bcos of my safety. i'm jus speechless. about how things are, how both of us made this situation worsen to this stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i can say is life goes on. FML!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8753475059297591630?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8753475059297591630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8753475059297591630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8753475059297591630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8753475059297591630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/schools-mid-sem-is-soon-over.html' title='school&apos;s mid-sem is soon over.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3036706209198055721</id><published>2009-09-10T11:39:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T11:44:33.110+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pretty flowers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='management night'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stressed'/><title type='text'>Management Night</title><content type='html'>Today is the day, or should i say Tonight is the Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early to get fresh flowers from vic market for tonight before class at 11am. tulips are so pretty, and i hope they will bloom by tonight, with me giving them all the love (water). ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited and nervous! and also stress because i've got a 2000 word assignment due tomorrow. meaning, after tonight, i wont get much sleep, cos i'll be rushing for my essay. if not, everything's going well for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3036706209198055721?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3036706209198055721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3036706209198055721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3036706209198055721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3036706209198055721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/management-night.html' title='Management Night'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8573599422492347996</id><published>2009-09-05T18:55:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T20:04:54.523+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='air hockey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pressure piling up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='karaoke'/><title type='text'>sing with me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel so guilty that i'm hanging out and having fun when i should be spending most of my time studying or doing assignments. lol. I'm so going to regret bcos a 2000 word essay is coming up. I have started finding research and references, but i'm still scared. Next week is going to be a hell outta week for me. I'm excited and nervous at the same time. One of my subjects would be waitressing at the school restaurant (Angliss Restaurant). its a practical subject, and each week we actually learn and work at the same time, serving real customers. and next week, its my management night. I'm partnering with a classmate of mine, and both of us are the managers of the night. We both came up with a theme, and discussed about duties of staff (which are our other classmates) and on how to decorate the restaurant. I'm not going to say wat theme is it yet, just to keep you all in suspense. shall show through pictures after my management night. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywae, last night went out with the "Docklands Gang" (name given by elaine because they stay in docklands- an area in the city). dinner, and then karaoke at same pub. wasnt really enthu about going, but still tagged along. the pub was stuffy and noisy. the guys got really drunk and wasted and at the end of the night, i was actually the most sober one cos i didnt even touch any alcohol. I sung alot the whole night, and there was a bdae celebration going on jus beside our table, and it got really funny and crazy when an angmoh (who is tone deaf) sings and dances on the dance floor. he was awful to listen, nice to watch. hahah. but i'm telling myself no more of such places. its so stuffy with so many people smoking, and i could feel my life literally cut down by a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from the previous air hockey and also from last night.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913583230182146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv6Rku4wI/AAAAAAAACJ0/X1MkurkfLeY/s320/P220809_00.50.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913571521637362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv5l9Mq_I/AAAAAAAACJs/RQG3ckGCO3o/s320/P220809_00.57.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913558729562882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv42TVGwI/AAAAAAAACJk/mMp2-Q522R0/s320/P220809_00.56.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913549276681298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv4TFllFI/AAAAAAAACJc/Uw1WgOfk8TI/s320/P220809_00.49%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377913543773368562" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv3-lfsPI/AAAAAAAACJU/sKkHQ0CTMWU/s320/P220809_00.49.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377920280274442850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI2AGAgmmI/AAAAAAAACK8/HvRBbx95tgE/s320/IMG_7905.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377920299260528690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI2BMvJSDI/AAAAAAAACLE/hoAoWi1X470/s320/IMG_7912.JPG" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377920267931691218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1_YBxKNI/AAAAAAAACK0/QdKGZK6meBg/s320/IMG_7914.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377920258271061346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1-0CfpWI/AAAAAAAACKs/_5D6SFDFj1U/s320/IMG_7927.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377920257171922162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1-v8cHPI/AAAAAAAACKk/kYIX6arTPfQ/s320/IMG_7928.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377919236847145954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1DW8Dk-I/AAAAAAAACKc/YGB2Mjr98Ng/s320/IMG_7918.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377919226444585778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1CwL5GzI/AAAAAAAACKU/8QrZidjeH88/s320/IMG_7921.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377919219558408114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1CWiGX7I/AAAAAAAACKM/_5yQetk_KEY/s320/IMG_7922.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377919211076308610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1B27zzoI/AAAAAAAACKE/af0M2UDcrhk/s320/IMG_7952.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377919198336833810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqI1BHee2RI/AAAAAAAACJ8/W-ayNfqyaQc/s320/IMG_7909.JPG" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;*i cant wait for the hols. in 2 more weeks time. and soon, my 21st! ((; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8573599422492347996?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8573599422492347996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8573599422492347996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8573599422492347996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8573599422492347996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/sing-with-me.html' title='sing with me'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SqIv6Rku4wI/AAAAAAAACJ0/X1MkurkfLeY/s72-c/P220809_00.50.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4901491909814712720</id><published>2009-09-01T14:37:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:47:40.266+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='misses'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='usual hang outs'/><title type='text'>Closer</title><content type='html'>Hey people, i'm blogging while i'm having my hour break. This week is considered as my resting week, before assignments come haunting me again. Had a good weekend, because i didnt have to stress whether assignments are done a not. I do have pictures, but its at home. Now, the fav hang out place is bubble tea (Ten Ren) and playing Air Hockey. Its getting bored though, so its time to find some other things to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jus to mention, i sort of feel closer to home now. bcos the relationship between my siblings are closer than ever. and with the evolution of MSN, it makes communication so much easier and faster. Its heartwarming when your bro comes to you for advice and says "I miss you" at the end of the conversation. ((; puts a smile on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to go back, and do all the things i wanna do with my close ones. 2nd of Dec, the date to look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4901491909814712720?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4901491909814712720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4901491909814712720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4901491909814712720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4901491909814712720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/09/closer.html' title='Closer'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4732238216972118417</id><published>2009-08-14T02:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T02:29:23.713+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='courage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='helpless'/><title type='text'>helpless.</title><content type='html'>I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm helpless.&lt;br /&gt;i'm vexed. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i have the courage. i wish i'm decisive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tons of assignments, with little time. tons of things on my mind, and i just cant get it off my head. prioritising doesnt work well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4732238216972118417?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4732238216972118417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4732238216972118417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4732238216972118417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4732238216972118417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/08/helpless.html' title='helpless.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5029215262192556190</id><published>2009-08-08T11:16:00.016+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T13:15:08.588+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tired'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melbourne museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='illusions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='science'/><title type='text'>A day in the Museum.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;weather is crazy the last few days. i can literally be blown away by the strong wind, but luckily i'm heavy in weight and low in gravity. hahaha. the word to describe me the last few days is TIRED TIRED TIRED!!! thurs are waitressing nights at the angliss restaurant. since its the first week where we have customers coming into the restaurant, it was messy from the start. i wasnt really in the mess actually cos this week my duties was being the middle 'woman' in the kitchen, talking to the student chef and asking waiters and waitresses to come in to get their dishes to the table they are in-charge. it was an easy job bcos there was only a table of 8 customers to be served. hahhahaa. so the restaurant wasnt that full on. i was freaking bored and i started chatting with the cute chef who was in-charge of the kitchen staff that night. time passed really slow, but i guess it will only happen on the first week. but i do hope i get the same duties next week, standing in the kitchen. hahaha. i'm managing on week 8, so its still a long way to plan with my partner Lulu. and i will definitely get more customers in. its keeps things busy and time passes faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, i've got assignments due next week, and i'm not even at the half way line. i've got yesterday off, and i was supposed to stay home and finish up with that assignment and in the end, i headed out with doug to the city to meet up with the gang, after they finish school. had brunch and i getting sick of city food. its always the same things i'm eating. met up with anthon first, and was suppose to go play LAN (-.-!!!), but luckily for me the lan shop was packed. haha. so we headed to the Melbourne Museum since we have free entry cos we are students. did i tell ya how good it is to be a student??? LOL.. we went there 40 mins before closing time, so 3 of us jus browse through almost everything. it wasnt a fulfilled tour, so i'm telling myself to go there again when i got the free time. took some pictures with my phone, and pictures aint that nice. so i'll jus post some out only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzlXUDSBEI/AAAAAAAACJM/U5FikgCd77I/s1600-h/P070809_16.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367417044601013314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzlXUDSBEI/AAAAAAAACJM/U5FikgCd77I/s320/P070809_16.15.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzX-gM3JHI/AAAAAAAACEk/3-w1Zj33Xk4/s1600-h/P070809_16.14.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367402324714529906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzX-gM3JHI/AAAAAAAACEk/3-w1Zj33Xk4/s320/P070809_16.14.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzX_7DHqbI/AAAAAAAACFE/U6Aenq1xAUI/s1600-h/P070809_16.23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367415938859071618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzkW812-II/AAAAAAAACJE/K1uaZANyIJM/s320/P070809_17.13%5B01%5D.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzkW812-II/AAAAAAAACJE/K1uaZANyIJM/s1600-h/P070809_17.13%5B01%5D.JPG"&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;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;and now, i really need to do my assignment before i head out tonight with doug for a house party at anthon's place. its going to be fun, cos there's going to be some sabotaging to do to someone most of us dislike. hahaha. i'm bad, but he deserve it. shall update more with pictures and stories when i get back. ((; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzkW812-II/AAAAAAAACJE/K1uaZANyIJM/s1600-h/P070809_17.13%5B01%5D.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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5029215262192556190?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5029215262192556190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5029215262192556190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5029215262192556190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5029215262192556190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-in-museum.html' title='A day in the Museum.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SnzlXUDSBEI/AAAAAAAACJM/U5FikgCd77I/s72-c/P070809_16.15.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7245573404154045653</id><published>2009-07-27T20:02:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T20:26:10.893+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='housewarming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Housewarming 25th July 2009</title><content type='html'>i went for a housewarming party on sat. the host are friends who jus joined WAI this semester. and their place are just behind the school. i wonder how did they even find tat apartment. imagine waking up jus half an hour earlier before lessons start. it would be so awesome! lol. ate, drank sparkling, learnt how to cut up a whole chicken, played truth or dare &lt;em&gt;(so old school...!)&lt;/em&gt; anyway, i'll let the pictures do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;toasting to moving in. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080964291971762" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19uOJISrI/AAAAAAAACD0/F4YR_j8DIxg/s400/Housewarming_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me and elaine.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080968137983282" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19uceFxTI/AAAAAAAACD8/Ik1o4t7Wp6M/s400/Housewarming_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080978266581186" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19vCM76MI/AAAAAAAACEU/gd637xcNSeU/s400/Housewarming_13.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the guys. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080970846648386" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19umj4uEI/AAAAAAAACEE/O0XeIK1HDKM/s400/Housewarming_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all of us. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363080974523933202" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19u0QnohI/AAAAAAAACEM/7HK4pn--4RM/s400/Housewarming_12.jpg" /&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/2683838561757462906-7245573404154045653?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7245573404154045653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7245573404154045653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7245573404154045653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7245573404154045653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/housewarming-25th-july-2009.html' title='Housewarming 25th July 2009'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sm19uOJISrI/AAAAAAAACD0/F4YR_j8DIxg/s72-c/Housewarming_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4072479549480569639</id><published>2009-07-26T22:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:01:11.753+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no importance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='him'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neglect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enough'/><title type='text'>What do i mean to you?</title><content type='html'>its the first time i realised i totally mean nothing at all. anything i say is useless! no impact, no changes, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate it totally now. and i wonder what do i mean to you at all??? i wanna scream and get out of ur life for good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4072479549480569639?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4072479549480569639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4072479549480569639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4072479549480569639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4072479549480569639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-do-i-mean-to-you.html' title='What do i mean to you?'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8112410698132274738</id><published>2009-07-23T23:08:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T23:22:42.848+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi Sir, May i take your order?</title><content type='html'>i just got back from school. school was 11am - 11pm. &lt;em&gt;(yes, i know!)&lt;/em&gt; its crazy. first week of school have just gone by. no lessons tomorrow is a good thing. my fingers are now cramped and sore from jus learning to hold two big empty plates (without food on top) wif my left hand, having to balance them with jus my fingers and my fore arm. its crazy. next week, we're going to start learning how to serve and really work in a restaurant. i'm nervous but also looking forward to it, cos i've never done it before. luckily i've got a good lecturer who's funny yet strict. ((; lots of projects needed to be done soon, but i'm still adjusting from the hols mood to the 'u gotta study' mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, and something for me to show off. hahaha. My results for Sem 1. 1 HD, 2 Ds &amp;amp; 1 Cr. which is a good result for me. i was expecting worse than that. hahaha. proud of myself for the hardwork i've put in, and also after so long of not studying. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361644832881266530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SmhjkXuyT2I/AAAAAAAACDs/1H5aR72lz0o/s400/IMG_7720.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hees! its relaxing tomorrow, and planning for projects. *ps: there's a guy in class which i think he's cute. i hope we get to talk. ((; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8112410698132274738?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8112410698132274738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8112410698132274738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8112410698132274738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8112410698132274738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/hi-sir-may-i-take-your-order.html' title='Hi Sir, May i take your order?'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SmhjkXuyT2I/AAAAAAAACDs/1H5aR72lz0o/s72-c/IMG_7720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5921773643644814946</id><published>2009-07-22T09:16:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T09:34:46.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun feel joy lately.</title><content type='html'>its the 3rd day of sch, and almost half of the week is gone. attending lectures and interacting in tutorials. its back to the 'study hard and cant play hard' days. realised i've only got an exam this semester compared to the others is a nice thing to know, meaning i've got projects to work hard on. waking up early is still a problem, even though i go to bed real early. i'm still tired! LOL. classmates are almost the same, with the exception of some newcomers. and of cos, noticing how they look and dress, especially on the first day of school. there's this ger who wore pink socks and sliver pumps! &lt;em&gt;(if u think its fine, you should seriously ask urself again!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm jus bored and i got to sch early. got an interview later in the afternoon, and a 4 hours break, which i dun even have a clue wat to do during it. and lastly, i've decided to let go of things, after so much nagging, warnings etc. it jus dun work anymore. so, it left me with no choice and i dun feel happy either holding on. and even though i've decided, its a mental thing for me, bcos the fact i'm still stuck in the situation. so while having the thought, i'm jus going to wait and see how it goes about things. any changes for the better. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough for now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5921773643644814946?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5921773643644814946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5921773643644814946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5921773643644814946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5921773643644814946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-dun-feel-joy-lately.html' title='i dun feel joy lately.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5260242820889780333</id><published>2009-07-19T02:54:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T03:18:18.026+10:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='respect'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='change'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='existence'/><title type='text'>A new look.</title><content type='html'>a simple blog, a new look, change, a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch's starting tomorrow, and i'm still in my holiday mood, sleeping and waking up late. timetable aint that bad, with only monday and thursday having long hours spent in sch. friday is my off day, which means a good long weekend every week. i'm looking forward to do well, and get it done with this semester and i can head back home to Singapore. Missing the people back home so dearly. My grandparents, my parents, my sibs, cousins, Sylvia, Chunmei, Amanda.... i've got so so much to tell the girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last few weeks were spent out with friends whom i got close to during the hols. and guess wat, i introduced doug to them, and he clicks well with them. which is a good and bad thing. shall not elaborate more on it. anywae, caught a few good movies [Transformers II, Bruno (world's gayiest &amp;amp; dick populated movie ever!!), Harry Potter &amp;amp; the Half Blood Prince, Ice Age III, Hangover]. chilled out with the gang, hung out till the wee hours and realised Melbourne has no night life at all and can be boring if you do not have friends. tried Shisha and didnt like it. its wasnt good as people claim it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, i hope school's going to be better than Sem 1. eye candies please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5260242820889780333?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5260242820889780333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5260242820889780333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5260242820889780333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5260242820889780333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-look.html' title='A new look.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3500198613696644704</id><published>2009-07-09T17:14:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:59:59.261+10:00</updated><title type='text'>....................</title><content type='html'>i'm just sick of how things are with the both of us, where i start to wonder is there even love between us or just two people that know each other and stay together because of some promise made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... i dun even know how to talk about the mixed feelings i have because i'm just sitting in front of my laptop, typing and deleting, typing and deleting the words to describe my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus seems so weird now. i'm not motivated, i feel alone even though i have my bf beside me. and i wonder again why isnt he sensitive enough to know that i'm not feeling good about this LOVE that we used to have for each other. i'm starting to regret about staying together in the first place. and maybe we wont be caught in this sticky situation. you would have the freedom that you always complain you do not have, and i would not have to control you subconsciously. this just sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESPECT, SENSITIVITY, HONESTY, FAITHFULNESS, OPEN-NESS, EFFORT, CHANGE and LOVE! where are they???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish its just my emotional side, thinking and care TOO MUCH about this LOVE that i have OR use to have. that i am expecting alot from this relationship where all he can give is so so little. i'm now like an empty shell, without knowing what i should do or where my heart should face. how i wish he knows. how i wish he bother knowing. how i wish he do not think that all these thoughts of mine are simply childish and not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i know... LOVE aint everything. LOVE aint all what life is. its just part of it. i need to change that thinking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3500198613696644704?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3500198613696644704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3500198613696644704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3500198613696644704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3500198613696644704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='....................'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7562186287995382839</id><published>2009-06-17T22:56:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T23:08:37.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>'WE ARE FAMILY!'</title><content type='html'>holidays have been great! enjoying everyday, with the first few days sleeping in till noon, and i dun feel guilty about it, cos i totally deserve it. staying at home most of the time, unless i'm dated out by my new friend Jan. would be either down to the gym losing the excess weight, or stuck to my laptop with the ever low buffering of episodes of 'Gossip Girl Season 2' &amp;amp; 'Family Outing'. and can i say i'm so in love with Family Outing (Korean Variety Show). its funny and totally entertaining. but bcos of the low buffering, its a torture to wait for something so good. thus, i try to tag along with Douglas to see school library where he study for his exams, and i tap on his sch's wireless (freaking fast), to watch my addictions. hahahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Douglas is having his exams, so i dun wanna be near him to distract him so that he could study well (which he didnt cos without me near him, he's slacking even more.) my bf is like the total opposite of me, cos he totally like last min studying where i'm a total anti-last min person. totally irritating to see him not priortising his work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been searching high and low for job opportunities, but it isnt going tat well due to the fact tat i do not have any working experience in australia. but i do hope things would be better. other than that, its also looking for apartments to rent after my current contract ends. gonna look for something with 2 bedrooms, and a good and open living room, where i get my personal space and if friends or families visit, there is a place to stay in. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday, i was dated by my new friend Jan. she's like a really nice girl, from Thailand, where she's been here since 2 years back. We went shopping at Harbourtown Docklands, where its an outdoor shopping HEAVEN. not bcos there is alot of stores selling nice clothes, they are selling it at a really cheap price and it wasnt crowded at all. its always best to shop at a place with good buys and less people. you are take ur time trying out things and also gossip. i totally regret spending the other time when i went out shopping wif Jan, b cos i could have gotten so many other stuffs at Harbourtown. well, so i made a mental note to go back there when i start working and receive my first pay. ((; lol total damage was 10 dollars for a really nice and cool Harlem pants. i dunno whether does S'pore have it yet so if you (close friends only) like it, let me know. i can get it for you. you pay of cos. i gotta watch my pockets too. lol. &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;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoM-ZmrOI/AAAAAAAACCk/Vz8lfOg8ya0/s1600-h/IMG_7547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279867108928738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoM-ZmrOI/AAAAAAAACCk/Vz8lfOg8ya0/s320/IMG_7547.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Southern Star. something like the S'pore Flyer, but totally lousier than it cos its dysfunctional. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279870324090706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoNKYKJ1I/AAAAAAAACCs/4uxb6cIlAq0/s320/IMG_7548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279879069252802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoNq9KvMI/AAAAAAAACC0/83thIgui7JY/s320/IMG_7549.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279881822323266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoN1NjQkI/AAAAAAAACC8/hLucsFk1hD0/s320/IMG_7550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348279885855231362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoOEPEjYI/AAAAAAAACDE/FXl_XAKpO24/s320/IMG_7552.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280382368736466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sjjoq95HZNI/AAAAAAAACDM/jK8kIvhoH3U/s320/IMG_7554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jan, with her good buys. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280380939368690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sjjoq4kU-PI/AAAAAAAACDU/JRgvbyUduQU/s320/IMG_7553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and the Harlem pants. dirt cheap! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348280388913529186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjorWRhAWI/AAAAAAAACDk/vro_-Gu7AJU/s320/IMG_7558.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uu8FtGu7-G4/SZOvjMaXyFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/LEJMQ8kz4pY/s320/harlem+pant+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye for now. there's a party event tomorrow at some club, which is organised by the school. but i cant go. cos my protective bf cares for my safety. how sad! i hope for the next time. and i'll definitely pull him with me. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7562186287995382839?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7562186287995382839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7562186287995382839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7562186287995382839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7562186287995382839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/06/we-are-family.html' title='&apos;WE ARE FAMILY!&apos;'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SjjoM-ZmrOI/AAAAAAAACCk/Vz8lfOg8ya0/s72-c/IMG_7547.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8500727908249570241</id><published>2009-06-04T17:26:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T18:09:38.785+10:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEDOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;spell with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;F-R-E-E-D-O-M!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahaaa.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;exams ended yesterday, and i feel confident for one, and anxious for the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i jus hope i dun need to take any supplementary papers, cos i'm in my enjoying-the-holidays mood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so i have till the 20th of july to enjoy the melbourne winter holidays. so 'romantic' huh? i hope my first winter in melbourne wont be tat torturing. i know its wrong to miss the hot weather back home, but i do miss it. ;x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;not much planned trips to anywhere, cos my wallet cant afford the damage. so its just me and my 'lovely' boy, facing each other almost everyday. how nice right?? lol.. but i think with my character, i'll definitely find someting meaningful to do during the hols, like getting a part time job and finding a bigger rented apartment to stay in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lastly to celebrate the hard work i put in for sem 1, i bought half a dozen of Krispy Kreme doughnuts to indulge with my boy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343375810472827922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid7_Tyl3BI/AAAAAAAACA8/xb0fwBTKY-c/s320/IMG_7489.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343375817537112258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid7_uG2SMI/AAAAAAAACBE/9OXvch7Ctc0/s320/IMG_7490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343375818641009554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid7_yOCa5I/AAAAAAAACBM/ra0jiwwBPi0/s320/IMG_7515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343375821572473394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid7_9I9AjI/AAAAAAAACBU/Moi7fY1TMr8/s320/IMG_7508.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343375822649868706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid8ABJ0waI/AAAAAAAACBc/3lyrQn1YuRs/s320/IMG_7509.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343376542982736338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid8p8mkCdI/AAAAAAAACBk/hAGaX6O3qgU/s320/IMG_7505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343376539902543762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid8pxIMB5I/AAAAAAAACBs/wriKJrKyZQo/s320/IMG_7510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343376547782994658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid8qOfCKuI/AAAAAAAACB0/unMdNKTOHeA/s320/IMG_7520.JPG" border="0" /&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;p align="center"&gt;i know you guys are tempted to eat. i'll promise to buy some back end of the year. ((; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lastly, continue with bangs or change back to side fringe? bcos there are so many ppl i know with bangs. its not special anymore. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8500727908249570241?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8500727908249570241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8500727908249570241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8500727908249570241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8500727908249570241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/06/freedom.html' title='FREEDOM!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sid7_Tyl3BI/AAAAAAAACA8/xb0fwBTKY-c/s72-c/IMG_7489.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6829278078855985585</id><published>2009-05-26T23:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:11:05.001+10:00</updated><title type='text'>exams...dreadful....but important...</title><content type='html'>i cant wait till the end of my exams.&lt;br /&gt;its been freaking long since i last took any major exams.&lt;br /&gt;i hope and pray that my hard work would pay off.&lt;br /&gt;wish my luck! ((;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6829278078855985585?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6829278078855985585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6829278078855985585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6829278078855985585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6829278078855985585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/05/examsdreadfulbut-important.html' title='exams...dreadful....but important...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-4649196908642937409</id><published>2009-05-15T14:10:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T14:46:53.471+10:00</updated><title type='text'>what a week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just had the busiest week so far ever since i started school. 3 assessments to be handed up in this week, and i had to go to a winery excursion. lets see how did my week go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday was lecture day. full of lectures, and some are really boring. i had to finish up with the menu designing of one of the assessment. its a bonus that i know about photoshop, cos my menu turned up really nice, compared to the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday was tutorial day. where i had to hand up one of the assessment during tuts. it was a journal, and i had it done on sun. so it wasnt tat bad. it was also tour day. lots of walking near rubbish chutes and uneven floors, cos it was a tour on alleyways. -.- tiring! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335904540441485346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzw6KBooCI/AAAAAAAACAM/0uamixSTUpk/s320/IMG_7222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335904530001480274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzw5jIiylI/AAAAAAAAB_0/FpqzBdCriow/s320/IMG_7231.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335904533657921346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzw5wwTp0I/AAAAAAAAB_8/JQ16yCQnUIU/s320/IMG_7233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335904538452126194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzw6CnVafI/AAAAAAAACAE/Xu1g1kDYFj4/s320/IMG_7237.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm actually taking pictures of the tours i have been on, and trying to show u people different parts of melbourne which i had a chance to explore. some can be really boring, and some are really fun. See facebook if you are my friend in there. hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday was the winery excursion i was talking about. took up nearly the whole day. we went to the Mitchelton Winery. had some chance to interact with the classmates, which i'm starting to open up to. we had fun together tasting wine and just crapping. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335903628073274882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SgzwFDMGjgI/AAAAAAAAB_M/hSYej2ARVkM/s320/IMG_7242.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335903630952923394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SgzwFN6qgQI/AAAAAAAAB_U/sC04JtWtSxM/s320/IMG_7253.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335903633425879922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SgzwFXIQ03I/AAAAAAAAB_c/nEf3KWN_-ww/s320/IMG_7255.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335903637538662114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SgzwFmc05uI/AAAAAAAAB_k/06dmlcvr7x0/s320/IMG_7266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335903637641175666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SgzwFm1RInI/AAAAAAAAB_s/sVspI1YR2E8/s320/IMG_7269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday was my off day, like finally! but even though i didnt have to go sch, i had to write up my tour commentary which is one of the assessment of the week. and also rehearse the whole commentary because i have to give a guided tour to the class. lots of things to prepare, but i was really glad i done most of it weeks ahead. and i even had time to do up a brochure which i'm really proud of. ((; now i've probably turn into a anti-last min person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday... what a day today!!! with 2 assessments due. the tour and the menu production report. the menu production report was long done, so it just handing it up to the lecturer. the tour also went well, and too bad i didnt have pictures of me giving the tour. cos i was nervous to even remember about pictures of me. mummy would be proud of me if she sees me giving public speaking. not jus to the class and also to strangers, which actually pause to listen to what i was saying. it was scary, but i'm well-prepared, and i had fun! i like tour guiding, but this job dun pay really well. the lecturer even commented that i spoke really well. hahha... its a great and tiring day! below are pictures taken on other tours, but not mine. i hope one of my classmate took a pic of me, even if its a ugly one. cos i wanna show mummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335906795111349010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzy9ZU0exI/AAAAAAAACAU/zHIUoHqM5dk/s320/IMG_7290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335906802645954690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzy91ZNcII/AAAAAAAACAc/i7cwrJ4TbxI/s320/IMG_7291.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335906807266008498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzy-Gmt3bI/AAAAAAAACAk/9sjvx9rmlF8/s320/IMG_7296.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335906809282628002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzy-OHhCaI/AAAAAAAACAs/SzWs3o9lNRs/s320/IMG_7315.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335906812982158482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzy-b5jZJI/AAAAAAAACA0/v1Z0N4EAvdg/s320/IMG_7320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the weekend would be spend slacking and also studying for a test next week. but i reckon its going to be great. oh ya, and also find a job. mummy is complaining that i spent too much and fast. ((; take care people! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-4649196908642937409?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/4649196908642937409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=4649196908642937409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4649196908642937409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/4649196908642937409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-week.html' title='what a week!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sgzw6KBooCI/AAAAAAAACAM/0uamixSTUpk/s72-c/IMG_7222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8806895028394205170</id><published>2009-05-01T22:10:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T22:22:48.057+10:00</updated><title type='text'>admire small things in life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330827285757015986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrnLCaBt7I/AAAAAAAAB-s/SloiQaOxgpw/s320/IMG_7106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330827289954468066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrnLSCxwOI/AAAAAAAAB-0/EqECKgf4mlI/s320/IMG_7113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrnLdzOCeI/AAAAAAAAB-8/EtYf3Nm6Id0/s1600-h/IMG_7154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330827293110438370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrnLdzOCeI/AAAAAAAAB-8/EtYf3Nm6Id0/s320/IMG_7154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when life is hectic, take a breather, and admire the surroundings around u. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u might get the most beautiful view where u last expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was doing my projects in the room, and jus when i turn to my right, its when i saw a really nice view of the sunset on of the window. it jus makes the stress go away. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i jus had a tour guided by my classmates today, and its soon to be my turn to be a tour guide. definite nerve-racking! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and we took our first class photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mind me, i look freaking fat here! even though i am la... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330829321705504194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrpBi5-PcI/AAAAAAAAB_E/KF_nvtflCbk/s320/IMG_7132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/2683838561757462906-8806895028394205170?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8806895028394205170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8806895028394205170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8806895028394205170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8806895028394205170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/05/admire-small-things-in-life.html' title='admire small things in life.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfrnLCaBt7I/AAAAAAAAB-s/SloiQaOxgpw/s72-c/IMG_7106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1234249727973900568</id><published>2009-04-25T20:42:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:49:24.491+10:00</updated><title type='text'>wat a day to spend.</title><content type='html'>i literally spend today lying around, even though doug and me headed down to his sch's library to study. i did do some stuffs for my project, but i still felt i didnt do much today. most of the shops were closed, cos it was a public holiday. it was ANZAC day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doug and me were guessing what's the meaning of ANZAC, and he came up wif Australia and New Zealand Act of Courage. and its quite near the real meaning. so, i googled, and the meaning is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;- Australia &amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;- New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;- Zealand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;- Army &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;- Corps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;During the war the legend of ANZAC became the proud possession of all in the AIF and most Australians. Since then, the anniversary of 25 April 1915 has been commemorated each year as ANZAC Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first ANZAC Day was conducted in 1916. The troops observed it in various ways, and in London large crowds watched 2,000 Australians and New Zealanders march to Westminster Abbey. In Australia there was strong support for the day, with between 60,000 and 100,000 people packing the Domain in Sydney for a service.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By 1925 huge ANZAC Day marches were being conducted in all the main cities. Smaller places had their own observances. Most states marked the day with a public holiday, and within two years they all did. Second World War ex-servicemen, and later others, accepted ANZAC Day as theirs too. In immediate post-war years they swelled the numbers of veterans marching.&lt;br /&gt;In 1990 a few ageing Gallipoli veterans, accompanied by the Prime Minister, went back to Turkey for the 75th anniversary of the landing. Australians watched emotionally as a handful of representatives of a near vanished army received their salute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninety years on, there are no longer any living survivors of the campaign, but the parades, services and rituals of ANZAC Day have survived, and some have expanded. Large crowds now go to Gallipoli each year. The legend of ANZAC remains relevant to many Australians.&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="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and so i was saying. shops were closed, tv programmes are showing memorial services to pay tribute to the soldiers, and i could see lots of really old army men marching. and the worst was the weather. freaking cold and windy. which send shivers down my spine when i was on the bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;talking about the bike, doug and me got into a minor accident. well, not exactly an accident. jus tat he was turning out after we went for grocery shopping, and he was suppose to turn right, and he hesitated cos there was this car, (lady driver FYI), tat wanted to go straight, but she was hesitating too. so it was a tight cornering, and doug didnt accelerate enough to make the turn, and leading to a low impact fall to the right. both of us were fine, and i got out and quickly got away from the road wif all the groceries in my hand. so doug was left wif the bike in the middle of the road, and his bike was so heavy tat he had difficulty pushing it up. and mind u all! there were alot of people gawking and looking, and only an asian old man came to doug to help him wif pushing up the bike. even though the old man didnt have the strength to help push the bike, but it was really nice to know. and aussies? they jus look and wait till doug got out of the way. it clearly shows something. and its up to u all to think wat it is. we didnt expect much help, so it wasnt tat bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so anywae, doug and me learnt something today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1234249727973900568?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1234249727973900568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1234249727973900568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1234249727973900568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1234249727973900568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/04/wat-day-to-spend.html' title='wat a day to spend.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2056053012357546555</id><published>2009-04-24T22:28:00.007+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:07:15.336+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the art of living together. Ask me if u are interested...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;so easter hols are over and now i'm back in sch again. really looking for the sem to end, but before tat, there's projects and exams to tackle. well, all's good. love is fine, b cos i learn to communicate better. and let him know straight away about how i feel when i feel unhappy or sad. and i think my tolerance level is getting better. being together and living together is totally two different things. doesnt mean u can be together for a long period of time means u can live together. well, we are still learning and trying. and of cos compromising. plus, i learnt how to find my personal space and also love myself. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to end this post, its pictures time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ice cream at Lygon St. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the best time to eat ice cream is when the weather is less than 15 degrees. hahahha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and not the best ice cream, cos the one we wanted to eat, Freddos, was closed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;maybe next time when both of us are crazy enough again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238296319094082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG0gBK7bUI/AAAAAAAAB9U/Xm1x80TfeTI/s320/P060409_17.02.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238296076167746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG0gARAqkI/AAAAAAAAB9c/TjECDPeV7LE/s320/P060409_17.02%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238302736770530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG0gZFBZeI/AAAAAAAAB9k/8RJgUhUveK8/s320/P060409_17.05.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238307692229458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG0grifs1I/AAAAAAAAB90/ZLKbR8A-Eyo/s320/P060409_17.05%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328238300933524130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG0gSXGCqI/AAAAAAAAB9s/UxITeiuia20/s320/P060409_17.11.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;crapping around in the room wif him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328239858406169570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 367px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG168Zgm-I/AAAAAAAAB98/cN5K00OYg4I/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and my pictures corner plus notice board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328240427727053170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG2cFSL4XI/AAAAAAAAB-E/nRtBJdXs59s/s320/IMG_7067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328240427755274434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG2cFY6gMI/AAAAAAAAB-M/R4JAv-CkQCU/s320/IMG_7068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and lastly, pls dun vomit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 3 phrases of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328242995274922146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG4xiJTOKI/AAAAAAAAB-U/W3qxBgCdBmE/s320/P240409_15.40.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328242996322267506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG4xmDAcXI/AAAAAAAAB-c/wDHEeuUh2_A/s320/IMG_7086.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328243002939319906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SfG4x-sopmI/AAAAAAAAB-k/iKHP2szF2uw/s320/P240409_15.47%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHEERS!!! 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tat just passed, doug and me actually joined a tour to philip island, which allowed us to see floral and bushes native to aust, a chocolate museum (totally loves!!), koala sanctuary, and lastly and a must to see are the wild penguins coming out from sea to their burrows. had great fun myself, but not doug cos he was complaining all the way. total turn off, but i do appreciate his effort in coming for the tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tour was totally different from the previous one i went with mummy cos tour guide was different, people who were on the tour were not friendly at all. not that i like to talk and socialise, but u just can tell. even though time wasnt enough to visit the few places we went, it was still fun.&lt;br /&gt;i shall put the photos in facebook, cos its faster and i gotta head to the gym soon.&lt;br /&gt;next few days are prolly spent doing my projects and might have a trip to the zoo on fri. we'll see how it goes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things are 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is something i'm looking forward to. after a long period of hard work, doing projects non-stop, finally there's a break in between, and it totally makes u feel that you really deserve it without any guilt. its the best feeling ever. after tml, i'm a free 'man'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a group presentation today for OB (Organisational Behaviour). i was looking forward to it, cos i tot the group was ready and prepared. turns out, someone in my group was not. he was cocky and confident when i kept reminding him about having a piece of paper so that u know what to talk about during the presentation. and before that, he was like giving info that are not relevant to the topic even after i asked him to edit. so when its our turn to present, he actually crap his way through. the other team members couldnt tell and didnt care much that his part was not relevant, but i cared, cos it might affect my marks, and its just isnt right to give wrong info! i really hope the lecturer isnt that mean, cos he's always nice to us in class. so anywae, its now over, and i know i shouldnt broad over it. cos i did as much as i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anywae, since easter hols is jus 1 more day away, i cant help thinking of things to do during the 10 days break. i do have projects to do, so i reckon i'll do them before i play. feel like going on road trips, even just for a day would be fun. doug and me are still planning, and i guess he will only really think about it after thurs, cos tats his last day before easter hols. hahaa... poor thing, one day after me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have pictures, but i'm kinda lazy to upload them today, cos i jus had a long day in school. so take care people. i'll update real soon! ((; cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-580504593037589086?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/580504593037589086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=580504593037589086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/580504593037589086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/580504593037589086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/04/easter-hols-hopping-towards-it.html' title='easter hols, hopping towards it!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-196236055453862741</id><published>2009-03-19T14:17:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T16:30:10.078+11:00</updated><title type='text'>tour to the state library</title><content type='html'>i went for a tour down at the State library in the city on tuesday. its like an excursion, and totally better than staying in class having tutorial lessons. my lecturer sometimes gives really mono-tone lectures and u can literally fall asleep. so, i was really looking forward to the tour. its the first time i step into the state library, and before that i was really curious about whats interesting inside. and, i'm impressed about it. seeing the building from outside, u know its going to be something interesing inside. and turns out, its even more than wat i've expected. so i turn into a small tourist, snapping pictures with my phone tat keeps making shutter sounds that might disturbed the people in the library, (which i dun really care whether did i disturb the quietness... ;x). and i had fun and learnt how to conduct a tour, which i need to do after the easter break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Picture time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;spot my lecturer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7MopazI/AAAAAAAAB8s/iCaBBlIUurc/s1600-h/P170309_13.24.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760949719722802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7MopazI/AAAAAAAAB8s/iCaBBlIUurc/s320/P170309_13.24.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7PAAfjI/AAAAAAAAB8k/cch0_2OhRBw/s1600-h/P170309_13.24%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760950354574898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7PAAfjI/AAAAAAAAB8k/cch0_2OhRBw/s320/P170309_13.24%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS6xv9zbI/AAAAAAAAB8c/iUf5eoxfGJ8/s1600-h/P170309_13.25%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760942502661554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS6xv9zbI/AAAAAAAAB8c/iUf5eoxfGJ8/s320/P170309_13.25%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the inside. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSST0L8cI/AAAAAAAAB8U/LLS1zL1XC2Y/s1600-h/P170309_13.52.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760247272534466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSST0L8cI/AAAAAAAAB8U/LLS1zL1XC2Y/s320/P170309_13.52.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; its really all Victorian style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760236895408258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSRtKFkII/AAAAAAAAB8M/EVzXVe3-dnQ/s320/P170309_13.52%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSRr3MHUI/AAAAAAAAB8E/CYZqe7KsUvk/s1600-h/P170309_13.53.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760236547710274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSRr3MHUI/AAAAAAAAB8E/CYZqe7KsUvk/s320/P170309_13.53.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this was wat that impressed me. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSRdBrIWI/AAAAAAAAB78/Xz816PZcDWs/s1600-h/P170309_13.59.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760232565154146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSRdBrIWI/AAAAAAAAB78/Xz816PZcDWs/s320/P170309_13.59.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSQ0i-g6I/AAAAAAAAB70/Ji2cNaGfX8c/s1600-h/P170309_13.59%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760221698982818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHSQ0i-g6I/AAAAAAAAB70/Ji2cNaGfX8c/s320/P170309_13.59%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think i can only see this kind of library in like UK or in movies.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760958243911634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7sY-N9I/AAAAAAAAB88/ScbTDpe5zGU/s320/P170309_14.19%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314760954317728898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7dw5bII/AAAAAAAAB80/XBLVQDY2Si0/s320/P170309_14.14.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they also have the museum part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRwAzAkJI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Mj-t7Dm8bkc/s1600-h/P170309_14.08.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759658051768466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRwAzAkJI/AAAAAAAAB7s/Mj-t7Dm8bkc/s320/P170309_14.08.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; antique spiral staircase used the early days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRwBw48kI/AAAAAAAAB7k/nVypzdlIbGs/s1600-h/P170309_14.11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759658311316034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRwBw48kI/AAAAAAAAB7k/nVypzdlIbGs/s320/P170309_14.11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv3WzfeI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Nkf_Cytowbw/s1600-h/P170309_14.11%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759655517552098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv3WzfeI/AAAAAAAAB7c/Nkf_Cytowbw/s320/P170309_14.11%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; galleries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv70-ezI/AAAAAAAAB7U/W2uOzx7Mb5w/s1600-h/P170309_14.13.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759656717843250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv70-ezI/AAAAAAAAB7U/W2uOzx7Mb5w/s320/P170309_14.13.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and they also have the comics gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv6bmhwI/AAAAAAAAB7M/PHCHi1kh_Q8/s1600-h/P170309_14.16.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759656342980354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRv6bmhwI/AAAAAAAAB7M/PHCHi1kh_Q8/s320/P170309_14.16.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQy7RA1I/AAAAAAAAB7E/1XI9JkO9-_8/s1600-h/P170309_14.16%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759121752359762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQy7RA1I/AAAAAAAAB7E/1XI9JkO9-_8/s320/P170309_14.16%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and thats Sir William Shakespere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQlAaUrI/AAAAAAAAB68/chySX2c_jMs/s1600-h/P170309_14.19.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759118015845042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQlAaUrI/AAAAAAAAB68/chySX2c_jMs/s320/P170309_14.19.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the olden days of Melbourne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQSYOehI/AAAAAAAAB60/bp8tfQN3ajU/s1600-h/P170309_14.28%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759113015458322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRQSYOehI/AAAAAAAAB60/bp8tfQN3ajU/s320/P170309_14.28%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; modern art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRP5OWa3I/AAAAAAAAB6s/VTUKqV4-Sm8/s1600-h/P170309_14.46.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314759106263149426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHRP5OWa3I/AAAAAAAAB6s/VTUKqV4-Sm8/s320/P170309_14.46.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i had great fun, and also got to interact with my classmates. one asked me why am i always so quiet? (tats b cos no one talk to me, so i cant possibly talk to myself...) one said i say smart things. (hahaha... b cos she have not heard me say dumb and lame stuffs.) anywae, i had fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lastly, Amanda, this is for you, and also all the HSM fans. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ZAC EFRON IN THE SAME COUNTRY AS ME!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314765395759612578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHW9_bKQqI/AAAAAAAAB9E/QrFc-IE5hig/s320/P150309_21.57.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314765405435706866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHW-jeHvfI/AAAAAAAAB9M/lstb19lSOEs/s320/P150309_21.57%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PS: *love overcomes everything? i say bullshit!*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-196236055453862741?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/196236055453862741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=196236055453862741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/196236055453862741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/196236055453862741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-went-for-tour-down-at-state-library.html' title='tour to the state library'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ScHS7MopazI/AAAAAAAAB8s/iCaBBlIUurc/s72-c/P170309_13.24.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2264715538075564591</id><published>2009-03-13T21:21:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:33:18.256+11:00</updated><title type='text'>my humble room</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hereby show you my modern looking, humble and cosy room. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its messy bcos i've got no time to clear much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Firstly, the hotel from outside. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one with the palm tree is taken this early morning, with the moon in the background.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0Nqc1JtI/AAAAAAAAB5s/unQj48QdTPk/s1600-h/hotel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312616119775078098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0Nqc1JtI/AAAAAAAAB5s/unQj48QdTPk/s400/hotel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And now i present, the place that i'm staying for this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TA DAH! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312616411757405698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0eqK15gI/AAAAAAAAB50/NtWMfgQUsiE/s400/room.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0NfAlSfI/AAAAAAAAB5k/mNxYR-EGWuc/s1600-h/room2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312616116703807986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0NfAlSfI/AAAAAAAAB5k/mNxYR-EGWuc/s400/room2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually should be doing my project now, and i'll definitely start after i'm done with this. i promise. there's so many temptations online man. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2264715538075564591?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2264715538075564591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2264715538075564591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2264715538075564591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2264715538075564591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-hereby-show-you-my-modern-looking.html' title='my humble room'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/Sbo0Nqc1JtI/AAAAAAAAB5s/unQj48QdTPk/s72-c/hotel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-284472284452042354</id><published>2009-03-11T22:28:00.008+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:59:51.930+11:00</updated><title type='text'>going drunk worthwhile.</title><content type='html'>i'm loving every wine lessons every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;learning about wine, knowing more about them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and indulging in different kinds of wine every week, for FREE! lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i reckon that knowing about the knowledge of wine is really a bonus in everyday lifes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i told my mummy that i'm going to bring her to taste wine when i get back, and show her what i've learnt here. its pretty cool! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;some pictures i took when i was at a food and wine festival held at the Federation Square, in the city of Melbourne. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this wineries are those that are affected by the recent bushfires. their wineries are all gone, and they are trying to get some money by selling the wines that they have in the cellar. and some wineries are there to raise money for the affected people and wineries. so its really a good way of getting wine lovers to gather, and try help in the market that produce their favs. australian wines can be better than french wines. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311894607372412338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekAHS-5bI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ALiY4saau50/s320/IMG_6885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311895116895523458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekdxawkoI/AAAAAAAAB5U/-pNMboX3xJs/s320/IMG_6889.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311894612583461810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekAatZM7I/AAAAAAAAB48/MiKScdqNewU/s320/IMG_6888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311894613481449154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekAeDfZsI/AAAAAAAAB5E/VOuHs2ym6oc/s320/IMG_6891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311894612110464210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekAY8n1NI/AAAAAAAAB5M/KE6Jdp_rwn0/s320/IMG_6893.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm kinda getting use to having to hand up projects every week now. duckie and me are going to the library tml b cos we know the room aint the best place to study or to do projects. its full of temptations like the TV. we also made a deal on going to the gym every week, so we can shed some fats off, and not putting more on. he started sch, and couldnt get used to how universities work. it is all independent and IT-based. we gotta print our lecture notes, know announcements through the sch's intranet and stuffs. but now its fine, b cos its not just him suffering. some aussies have even little knowledge of computer than him. they admire and think he's some computer genius if jus him showing them the shortcut keys to copy and paste. -.- and btw, he's can be counted as a computer noob back in singapore. i taught him the copy and paste thing. (i can blog about this b cos i know he wont see this.) hahahaa... i'm so mean! wahahahaa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and also, check this out. this is a view of the hotel i'm staying. i took it last night when i walk back from dinner. thats duckie btw, spoiling the pic. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311892731325663378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbeiS6elSJI/AAAAAAAAB4k/tM_80RLm1-w/s320/P100309_21.00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;**OH yeah.. something to celebrate and she motivates me to study more. i got news through sms last fri from my sis on her A Levels results. she's got all A's, and a B for GP. i dunno how the a level system is, but i presume its really good. i'm proud and happy for her. ((; **&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/2683838561757462906-284472284452042354?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/284472284452042354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=284472284452042354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/284472284452042354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/284472284452042354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-loving-every-wine-lessons-every-week.html' title='going drunk worthwhile.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbekAHS-5bI/AAAAAAAAB4s/ALiY4saau50/s72-c/IMG_6885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1010398256310413657</id><published>2009-03-09T18:02:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T18:39:41.342+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; WOOOHHOOOO!!! ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm done with projects for now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;now i got a little bit of time to blog and upload photos on the facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;well, as u know, school started, and projects are due-ed or due real soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i gave a project presentation jus last week, and its been long since i did public speaking in front of my class. luckily i didnt freak out, and i can say i did well and received good feedback. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;its already more than a month that i've been here, and i'm kinda used to the life and all the 'good' stress i get from school. classmates are fine people, but everyone is just wanting to be in cliques in class and they jus go separate ways when class ends. some are really friendly, and some are really snob. so i kinda think there's no much point trying hard to be in a clique when at the end of the day, u make no friends. but i'm jus thinking like tat for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm facing douglas everyday and sometimes i get sick of him, and sometimes i miss him when we are apart. we have a love hate relationship going on once in a while, probably to spice up our lives. things are quite weird at first cos i have nv lived with someone other than my family outside my comfort zone. but he gradually made me feel comfortable. so i'm used to it alrd. with him, i study hard, and i play hard. did i say he wilfully gotten a bike cos he jus needs it? we are exploring shopping malls around melbourne when we've got time, and thanks to him, damage done to the pocket can sometimes be alot. but i try to control once in a while. weather is cold now, so i'm eyeing on a pair of boots and a good jacket. hees.. more shopping, and less on eating. yeah, i know thats stupid, but i really gotta shed some pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;my accommodation is settled btw and i'm currently staying at a hotel, which offers long term stays. its a studio bedroom, and more than enough for the 2 of us. plus, we get housekeeping every week to clean up our room. so its like a part time maid. hahaa.. the only things needed to do would be laundry and washing up after cooking. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311088188505028498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbTGkW6dd5I/AAAAAAAAB4M/ieFZingaAtw/s320/IMG_6843.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hot Choco, a must! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311088195647965202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbTGkxheCBI/AAAAAAAAB4U/Ma__1sCDqqI/s320/IMG_6844.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me with the bike. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311088201626216674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbTGlHyy6OI/AAAAAAAAB4c/RLelS4cgE4Q/s320/IMG_6862.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/2683838561757462906-1010398256310413657?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1010398256310413657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1010398256310413657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1010398256310413657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1010398256310413657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/03/wooohhoooo-im-done-with-projects-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SbTGkW6dd5I/AAAAAAAAB4M/ieFZingaAtw/s72-c/IMG_6843.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2417800185661459650</id><published>2009-02-26T20:20:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:27:14.090+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sorry, but i'm really busy with school work. projects are due like so soon, i dun even have time to blog. i will blog real soon, asap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss all the people back hm. ((; loves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SaZgIW77b0I/AAAAAAAAB4E/x2kCPgBt1tw/s1600-h/IMG_6856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307034907614867266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SaZgIW77b0I/AAAAAAAAB4E/x2kCPgBt1tw/s320/IMG_6856.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me and doug at St Kilda's Beach. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2417800185661459650?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2417800185661459650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2417800185661459650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2417800185661459650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2417800185661459650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-sorry-but-im-really-busy-with-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SaZgIW77b0I/AAAAAAAAB4E/x2kCPgBt1tw/s72-c/IMG_6856.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2372645054720954428</id><published>2009-02-09T21:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:23:25.221+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 of School...</title><content type='html'>Day 1 of school... &lt;br /&gt;and its a very early start. school started at 8, and i woke up at like 6.15 jus to prepare and catch the 7am bus to the train station. jus b cos i need like ard 45mins to get to sch. i was impressed wif myself for waking up real early today. and i didnt doze off in class too. WAT A GOOD START! *PAT ON THE BACK FOR ME* &lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to get use to the aussie accent, the fast speed of their talking, their teaching and lesson style and also be more confident in speaking out. didnt make any friends today, but tats secondary. i'm anti-social anyway. hahaha.. (those who know me well are definitely saying bullshit about the anti-social part. well, seeing i didnt make any new frens, i can say i'm anti-social!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to tomorrow. whole day of sch till 5, but duckie is reaching in the early hours. so, tat will definitely make my day despite being tired. ((; as i promised, some photos from dinner with family and relatives. enjoy! &lt;p&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed name="psframe" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://www.phlook.com/frames/psframe.swf" width="400" height="450" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="sbuid=973555&amp;amp;username=ger08&amp;amp;speed=moderate&amp;amp;autoPlaySlide=false&amp;amp;displayMode=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="VISIBILITY: hidden; WIDTH: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDE3NDIxNzQyNiZwdD*xMjM*MTc*MjkzNzUyJnA9MTc2NzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iNzhjYmY*N2JiYzI*MmM*YjVlOTQ1YzlhODMwODFmNA==.gif" width="0" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2372645054720954428?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2372645054720954428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2372645054720954428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2372645054720954428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2372645054720954428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/02/day-1-of-school.html' title='Day 1 of School...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1103610584457150910</id><published>2009-02-07T23:10:00.015+11:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T23:59:59.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Adapting to changes</title><content type='html'>finally i have some time to sit down and blog about things that are happening. So many things to blog about, so many pictures to show all of u. i spent the last 2 hours organising and putting them into Phlook, and making them into slideshows so that its neater to see the loads of pictures. i have more to organise, so i just blog on the few that are done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i say i dun have much time, but i still read the blogs of the important few. its the only place that i get to know how are things going for u. and i'm missing every single one of u all at home, plus my beloved mummy who just board the plane back to singapore. i'm alone for the next few days, which gives me lots of time to organise things for sch, room etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things are fine for now. i'm now staying at a studio apartment in a hotel which offers student lodgings at a good rate. gonne stay here for like 5 weeks, while doug and i slowly look for a better apartment outside. doug is reaching mel the coming tues, so i'm really looking forward to his company. weather is a killer here now. and the highest temperature was 44 degrees, which was today! i'm slightly burnt. lucky for my mum she left on the hottest day so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few days were spent with my mummy. while i go for orientation, she walks ard city area, shops at the Queen Victoria Market and got cheap and good stuffs for people back hm. we even went on a day tour 2 days back but photos are not organised yet, so stay tuned. i'll jus show u people the CNY photos and douglas's 22nd birthday celebration.[click play if u wanna see it...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Day 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.phlook.com/frames/psframe.swf" width="400" height="450" name="psframe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="sbuid=451625&amp;username=ger08&amp;speed=moderate&amp;autoPlaySlide=false&amp;displayMode=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDAxMTE2OTg2MiZwdD*xMjM*MDExMjAzOTE3JnA9MTc2NzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iNzhjYmY*N2JiYzI*MmM*YjVlOTQ1YzlhODMwODFmNA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.phlook.com/frames/psframe.swf" width="400" height="450" name="psframe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="sbuid=118835&amp;username=ger08&amp;speed=moderate&amp;autoPlaySlide=false&amp;displayMode=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDAxMTMxMjc3NSZwdD*xMjM*MDExMzQyNTI*JnA9MTc2NzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iNzhjYmY*N2JiYzI*MmM*YjVlOTQ1YzlhODMwODFmNA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#Douglas's 22nd Birthday Celebration And Farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.phlook.com/frames/psframe.swf" width="400" height="450" name="psframe" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="sbuid=086917&amp;username=ger08&amp;speed=moderate&amp;autoPlaySlide=false&amp;displayMode=1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNDAxMTQzMTkwNiZwdD*xMjM*MDExNDU5NjcxJnA9MTc2NzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmdD*mbz1iNzhjYmY*N2JiYzI*MmM*YjVlOTQ1YzlhODMwODFmNA==.gif" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. i need to rest my eyes. enjoy the photos. take care people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1103610584457150910?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1103610584457150910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1103610584457150910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1103610584457150910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1103610584457150910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/02/adapting-to-changes.html' title='Adapting to changes'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1690477749297519648</id><published>2009-01-26T03:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:13:15.152+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Well wishes to the special ones...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;新年快乐!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;May my family be of good health and stay happy and bonded always. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my dad have a better health and luck in his business. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my mum stay lovely always and not be so stressful about work. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my sis get wat she wants for her studies in the future and excel well and do the family proud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my bro study hard, excel and mature to be a good man and take care of the family when i'm away. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May &lt;i&gt;Douglas&lt;/i&gt; fulfil his dreams in life and stay happy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May his family and him get along well and have lesser misunderstandings and more love. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May all my friends be happy and all the best in the years ahead. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&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;And... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May i have a good year end, with everything going well with studies, environment etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May my relationships with family, boyfriend, friends stay strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*i wish for lots of ang paos too !!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1690477749297519648?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1690477749297519648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1690477749297519648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1690477749297519648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1690477749297519648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/01/may.html' title='Well wishes to the special ones...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5591264859280920423</id><published>2009-01-18T04:51:00.007+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:28:01.948+11:00</updated><title type='text'>less than 12 days...</title><content type='html'>and time passes so fast! i have like less than 12 days before i leave this place where i was born. fine! i shall not be tat emo. and i have not been a very good girl, cos i've not been spending some quality time wif my family before i go. so i'm kinda feeling very guilty. but... now when i'm back at hm, hoping to see them, they are out at the airport fetching my aunt and cousin who are back from boston (after so long!) to celebrate the CNY wif us. which is kinda nice cos i get to see them before i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've not started packing much cos seeing the time i spend at hm, i think i need to start packing real soon, to avoid last min rushing. i stopped work alrd at swarovski, and currently really enjoying and slacking. celebrated CM's 21st birthday on the 10th, had hell outta fun and darling was nice to accompany me to the party. the gers get to see him like finally for the 1st time. on fri, they get to see him for the 2nd time. we met for dinner and we dined at a sports restaurant at the singapore flyer. i introduced it to them cos i got some special privileges which turns out, it wasnt tat privileged la. ate, drank, chatted and played cards. i hope darling did feel fine hanging out wif the nice and loving ppl i call frens. ((; then it was staying over at cm's place. girls night is always great. gossiping, talking about problems, or even lending a listening ear is comforting. and gers, we wont lose touch ever again, even though i'm far over in melbourne. cm gave me my xmas present which is from venice and its in my fav colour! loves it!!! caught chick flick (THE HOUSE BUNNY) on cm's laptop, played food and fruits game before bedtime just so we get tired and sleep easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292995220900914706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SXR_HCOjphI/AAAAAAAAB1c/pv1EwcemPFY/s320/IMG_6446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292995230746593474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SXR_Hm58yMI/AAAAAAAAB1k/o-wnxpN_Ue0/s320/IMG_6448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up only at ard 11 plus, changed and headed out to town wif the gers for shopping. and its been long since i shopped! total damage to my pocket? i dun dare to know cos i'm afraid i might faint! cos i did buy alot, but not my CNY clothes yet. left the gers ard evening time, and met up wif darling, hash and i invited shiyun to join us for the night. and i got my xmas present from her which i liked very much. went to MS to walk, and in the end, we gers shopped at topshop. i didnt buy much, but i did see lots of things i wan to get. i controlled myself first while waiting to have more kchings coming in. waited for darling's fren, xj to come join us for dinner. and we had carl's jr. sinful and regretful i should say. its alot and too filling alrd. then we walked from MS to esplanade, then to SMU campus to play cards. shiyun left early while we stayed to play more. then i call it a day cos i'm seriously lack of sleep. then it was night spent at duckie's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292995241642208370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SXR_IPfqrHI/AAAAAAAAB1s/E7u3K1N-C3U/s320/IMG_6451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292995243238108914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SXR_IVcKLvI/AAAAAAAAB10/Kmxw_aTednQ/s320/IMG_6452.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i cut my hair and i'm in love wif it. totally a different new look. ((; its sentosa tml after so long. i wanna get tanned!!! ((; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5591264859280920423?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5591264859280920423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5591264859280920423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5591264859280920423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5591264859280920423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/01/less-than-13-days.html' title='less than 12 days...'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SXR_HCOjphI/AAAAAAAAB1c/pv1EwcemPFY/s72-c/IMG_6446.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3131015200964331122</id><published>2009-01-04T00:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:05:10.737+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts and feelings on the past year.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Merry Christmas &amp;amp; A Happy 2009!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yeah, i know. its kinda late alrd since both occasions have passed. i'm kinda busy and also lazy to blog. and i dun think i got anything happy to blog about for this 2 occasions. cos i myself dun even feel happy. probably i was the last few days when things were fine. and i shall not blog about wat is making me so unhappy and annoyed. i jus gotta see how it goes. wat i've learnt for 2008, never love someone more than u love urself. very saddening, but somehow true. xmas wish, new yr wish and 2yrs anniversary, i dun even bother wishing at all. cos wishes are jus wishes when its not even heard by the right ppl. i'm freaking emo right??!! i hate myself like tat too. i need time. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lastly, for my darling... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy 2yrs anniversary! thanks for everything u've given me, in terms of happiness, growth, lessons and maturity. this whole yr was hard but somehow i learnt alot. about growing up with u in my life, learning how to be more mature when i'm still childish, and trying to understand u better in every ways. and i'm proud to say we are still going strong after all the quarrels, temporary separations, changes. we still got alot to learn from each other and i hope to continue loving u and grow with u. my lover, my friend. i love u duckie! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3131015200964331122?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3131015200964331122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3131015200964331122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3131015200964331122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3131015200964331122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2009/01/merry-christmas-happy-2009-yeah-i-know.html' title='My thoughts and feelings on the past year.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7494269914080227791</id><published>2008-12-21T03:18:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:22:55.449+11:00</updated><title type='text'>3 more days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 more days till i'm wrapped in ur arms. u make it an effort to sms me while u are there. it makes me miss u more. i'm thirsty for ur touch. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desire list for xmas is edited. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;scroll down! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahaa... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7494269914080227791?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7494269914080227791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7494269914080227791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7494269914080227791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7494269914080227791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-more-days.html' title='3 more days.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6776337906410427368</id><published>2008-12-18T02:34:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T02:48:58.961+11:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas shopping almost done!</title><content type='html'>i had a great and tiring day today. finally free on a off day so i went shopping with shiyun, the ger i seldom have time to meet. we both went back with happiness cos we got things we plan to get. my xmas shopping is almost done, leaving with a few more to go. and i having a serious headache cos i dunno wat to get for the duckie for xmas, our anniversary and his upcoming birthday. mum's flying off tml to HK again, to meet my 3rd aunt over there for hols, and will be back before xmas. and she alrd said she's going to get me my Escada Moon Sparkle! ((; hees.. too bad i cant go with her. if not, i definitely will spend alot over there. argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep. work tml again... sian-ness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6776337906410427368?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6776337906410427368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6776337906410427368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6776337906410427368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6776337906410427368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/12/xmas-shopping-almost-done.html' title='xmas shopping almost done!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1699234488314047692</id><published>2008-12-14T04:04:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T03:18:25.080+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant wait.</title><content type='html'>i'm addicted to reading 'new moon' now. gonna finish up with it, and soon its the 3rd. ((; movie's coming out soon, and i can only watch it when he gets back, which is a week after its in the theatres. he promised me movie marathon when he's back. and we kinda want to go for a short holiday before going into serious business with school. but with not much extra cash on hand, i dunno wat to plan. have not even started on my xmas shopping cos i dun have much time, only probably next week when i'm off from work. maybe shopping alone would be good. talking about some ME time, i definitely need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xmas is weeks away, and i definitely have an invisible wish list in my head.&lt;br /&gt;-2009 square organiser from PRINTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-hair curler &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fujifilm instant mini 7s&lt;br /&gt;-sony T700&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;-escada moon sparkle&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dickies backpack&lt;br /&gt;-Gmask for phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**lets just say tats it for now, cos i'm quite tired to think at the moment. the list will get longer, and wishes will jus stay as wishes, until someone gets really generous with me. i do think i'm a better girl than last year. so santa, be nice and give me credit!**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1699234488314047692?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1699234488314047692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1699234488314047692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1699234488314047692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1699234488314047692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-cant-wait.html' title='i cant wait.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6477134290562350925</id><published>2008-12-09T20:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T21:06:44.128+11:00</updated><title type='text'>YOU BETTER BEHAVE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ST4_35aZX1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/YzWLjoXdpWo/s1600-h/PB140074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277726042861690706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ST4_35aZX1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/YzWLjoXdpWo/s320/PB140074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;he's gone for 2 weeks to vietnam. yeah.. it sucks, gotta see him leave me always for days or weeks or months. till christmas eve then i'll get to see him again. jus got back from the airport, and no doubt how much i try to hold back my tears, or prevent myself from throwing tantrums, i jus hate it to see him always going thru the departure without me beside him. i guess i'm still not strong and mature enough to handle this kind of small separation. i'm definitely going to miss him while i work hard at work and try to enjoy myself when he's not with me. you give me a reason to look forward to christmas, till u are back. for now, i'm going to find some ME time cos i have not had it for quite a while. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6477134290562350925?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6477134290562350925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6477134290562350925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6477134290562350925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6477134290562350925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/12/hes-gone-for-2-weeks-to-vietnam.html' title='YOU BETTER BEHAVE!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/ST4_35aZX1I/AAAAAAAAB1U/YzWLjoXdpWo/s72-c/PB140074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5612239962984391074</id><published>2008-12-02T02:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:43:51.545+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 23 months baby!</title><content type='html'>Happy 23 months together duckie! i dunno whether will u be in s'pore for our 2 yrs anniversary, but i'm really hoping you will be cos i dun wanna spend the last few occasions of the yr alone without ya. so i'm trying my best to find the vietnamese cd-rom no matter how, giving u all the reasons not to go vietnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait till the end yr, but for now, i predict i'm going to be very busy with work, cos its christmas season and gotta work even more since i'm in retail. it kinda sucks cos of the long working hours, but i'm trying all my best to motivate myself with the thought of getting lots of kchings in return. MONEY keeps the world goes round baby! hahaha... so do bear with me for not updating much for this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywae, i'm anticipating a new partner soon, tats going to come into my life. its going to be my lover other than duckie. cos i'm going to spend lots of time with my new love. ((; shall reveal when i have the time. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5612239962984391074?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5612239962984391074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5612239962984391074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5612239962984391074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5612239962984391074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-23-months-baby.html' title='Happy 23 months baby!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1512060202132782133</id><published>2008-11-24T01:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T02:07:51.348+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY ELVIN!</title><content type='html'>wat can i say. i'm tired this few days, but i'm having lots of fun. especially last night. went for elvin's (chunmei's boy) 21st birthday celebration at pasir ris park. food was good, hell outta fun, even though amanda and me are like running here and there in puddles of muddy water helping chunmei and elvin with deco, presents, taking pictures etc, but compared to cm, her efforts is much more. luckily the rain got lesser and gradually to a stop for the party. weather was cooling and shiok for bbq. ((; wait till i get the pictures from cm to show u guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other side, i learn to see things on another side regarding situations with my relationship. and i feel better without being so sensitive about things. i am more happy like tat. xmas lightings are up alrd. everywhere having xmas deco, xmas songs playing at the background, but i dun feel the xmas mood. this yr, for the kchings, i'm going to work and earn more so i dun think there will be much celebration. everyday is almost raining, and it spoils ppl's mood. i'm having slight headache so i skipped work today and hang out wif duckie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**i cant believe amanda and daniel says my guy is cute and better looking in person. gosh! he will fly high if he knows about it, tats if he reads my blog this few days. i'm not going to tell him personally. he gets kind of cocky sometimes.**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-1512060202132782133?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1512060202132782133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1512060202132782133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1512060202132782133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1512060202132782133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-21st-birthday-elvin.html' title='HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY ELVIN!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-5834650048496688998</id><published>2008-11-18T02:56:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:17:34.242+11:00</updated><title type='text'>being replaced.</title><content type='html'>status update: course fees paid, air tickets booked, health checkup done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm working hard for the kchings, to save up for the things i need before i go over. eyeing on laptops, cameras. and i jus order stuffs from swarovski, and its going to cost me a bit. training at office tml, and then its meeting up wif cousin after so long. i need rest!! lots of it... there's a party this sat, and i cant wait to attend it. ((;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidetrack: there are some things now, i choose to avoid b cos i'm sick of confronting it always. but tat doesnt mean i dun give a damn anymore. i'm jus very sick of how things are now. cos it seems like i'm no longer the way i am as before. wat i say or do, how i feel is useless and hopeless towards u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i wan is to sleep and everything goes back to last time. but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F***. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-5834650048496688998?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/5834650048496688998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=5834650048496688998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5834650048496688998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/5834650048496688998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/11/status-update-course-fees-paid-air.html' title='being replaced.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6064454298154432324</id><published>2008-11-13T01:57:00.006+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T02:49:20.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>that special someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/58673843_9e92148e52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 375px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/58673843_9e92148e52.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there's always someone special on this planet tat is specially for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is a point of time in any relationship when both parties get so used to each other, and being appreciative was put aside, and thus easily taken for granted, or there isnt any respect for each other. everything is a shortcut. yes, some say tat if the relationship is stable, there's no need for much communication or 'i love yous' cos definitely the other party will know how u feel, and of cos since the relationship is stable, there should be trust. "so whatever i do, u shouldnt ask much. u should trust me". if all these are true, explain why relationships of 4 to 5 yrs going to the end, or marriages ending up going separate ways. if the relationship is stable, does it mean tat there's not much need to put in effort to maintain the love, jus b cos one rely/(assume) on the fact tat the other party knows how u feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl change, characters change, habits change, feelings change, relationships change. if u can take it, swallow it down and dun complain, but if u cant, voice out. love is about growing up together, compromising and understanding, giving and taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone care for u, it means u are impt in their hearts. if someone nag at u b cos they know its good for u, it means they really wan u to understand and change for the better. but if someone stops caring and nagging, it just means they give up, not on the love, but the impact they made on u is NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sad to hear about close ones having to end long-term relationships when in the end the conclusion is "we dun suit each other" or "i found someone better". all these are just excuses and lies tat the guy/ger is sick of the other person. love can be easily said out by words, but when its put to action, its more tough than how it seem it is. if love has to be forced out from a guy, its not love. its an act. if a guy loves u wholeheartedly, nothing can keep him away. same goes to if a guy dun wan u, nothing can make him stay. so love urself first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6064454298154432324?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6064454298154432324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6064454298154432324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6064454298154432324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6064454298154432324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/11/theres-always-someone-special-on-this.html' title='that special someone.'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/24/58673843_9e92148e52_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-2991143329221555415</id><published>2008-10-31T03:01:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:14:52.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more days to being not broke!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"the coffin" is the most boring and not scariest horror movie ever. period. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;been long since doug and me took a long bus ride. listened to music, lying on his shoulders, hugging his arm, i miss the feeling. jus b cos his bike is under repair. and he dreaded going up s'pore buses and trains. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;paid the course fees for my studies, got lots of arrangements to make, things to take care of. i'm almost broke, and i cant wait till pay day. i surviving on home packed food to work, and i cant believe i'm using less than 5 bucks a week, doubt i can do tat when i got the money. so if anyone kind soul is at city hall area, and is kind enough to buy some nice food for me,  u will make me a happy ger. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-2991143329221555415?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/2991143329221555415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=2991143329221555415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2991143329221555415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/2991143329221555415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/10-more-days-to-being-not-broke.html' title='10 more days to being not broke!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-1466279790210444621</id><published>2008-10-30T04:14:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:29:23.794+11:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY GRADUATION DEAR ELLE!!!</title><content type='html'>its been long since i updated. either i'm working my ass off, or i'm jus too tired to blog even on my off days. i'm starting to get the hang of working there, its great, and i calculated tat my first pay, will be paying debts to different ppl. so, no indulgence for me yet. )); gotta wait till the next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randoms to summarise wat had happened since i last blogged:&lt;br /&gt;1. watched lots of movies and i only remember 2. High school musical 3 with the gers, max payne is boring.&lt;br /&gt;2. took neoprints with the gers.&lt;br /&gt;3. work place has cliques, and i try to stay neutral to avoid problems. manager can be really nasty at times.&lt;br /&gt;4. bf and i got into a small accident while riding on his bike and he got injured badly but not me. some bitch dun know how to drive! ;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant think of any alrd... but lastly, to chunmei...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CONGRATS to your GRADUATION!!! ((;&lt;/span&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/2683838561757462906-1466279790210444621?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/1466279790210444621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=1466279790210444621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1466279790210444621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/1466279790210444621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-been-long-since-i-updated.html' title='HAPPY GRADUATION DEAR ELLE!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3777884596658332462</id><published>2008-10-17T01:50:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:16:57.304+11:00</updated><title type='text'>its a geeky day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Sun, 12th Oct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was early birthday celebration for bro, cos everyone gotta work or school the next day. so, as usual, we went to swensens for food. and i seriously dunno why its always swensens. ONE, they dun offer the very best food ard s'pore. TWO, the service aint good either. THREE, the only thing tat is worth to go, is the icecream and we didnt eat it too. SO... i really dunno why its always swensens. maybe i should think of somewhere else to eat for each occasion. so tat day, i wore my geeky glasses out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYZ158ZBI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jAclhEzDsA4/s1600-h/IMG_6325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257768290968429586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYZ158ZBI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jAclhEzDsA4/s400/IMG_6325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYaQvaozI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ygR2XV8TIf8/s1600-h/IMG_6324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257768298172031794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYaQvaozI/AAAAAAAAB0M/ygR2XV8TIf8/s400/IMG_6324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYaiikEYI/AAAAAAAAB0U/8RIHBBLc2IE/s1600-h/IMG_6328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257768302949962114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYaiikEYI/AAAAAAAAB0U/8RIHBBLc2IE/s400/IMG_6328.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257768309655431554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYa7hRaYI/AAAAAAAAB0c/kP3NTVa559s/s400/IMG_6326.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; attempts of geekiness.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYbdG0PtI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_Y7EswZv-JA/s1600-h/IMG_6314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257768318671273682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYbdG0PtI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_Y7EswZv-JA/s400/IMG_6314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZykEjhBI/AAAAAAAAB0s/pDlTTiFhU_4/s1600-h/IMG_6318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257769815189455890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZykEjhBI/AAAAAAAAB0s/pDlTTiFhU_4/s400/IMG_6318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZzf9pY6I/AAAAAAAAB00/CTMpjl0gfUI/s1600-h/IMG_6322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257769831266608034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZzf9pY6I/AAAAAAAAB00/CTMpjl0gfUI/s400/IMG_6322.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZzqryBjI/AAAAAAAAB08/fbmdDqUQm3A/s1600-h/IMG_6330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257769834144466482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZzqryBjI/AAAAAAAAB08/fbmdDqUQm3A/s400/IMG_6330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZz0Y8C1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/liYiuSsRLRM/s1600-h/IMG_6335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257769836749785938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZz0Y8C1I/AAAAAAAAB1E/liYiuSsRLRM/s400/IMG_6335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i started work and work is tiring! its been long since i work in the retail line and my feet is killing me after each day of work. it may be tiring, but i'm enjoying it. colleagues are fun to be with and really nice ppl. and being surrounded by crystals everyday, it makes them seem like really normal stones only. hahhaa.. anywae, i cant wait till pay day! chunmei and elvin popped by on tues and it was nice seeing them. i'm missing the gers la. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i've got thick lips man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257769841318839634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdZ0FaSRVI/AAAAAAAAB1M/DXfjNha9QEc/s400/IMG_6360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-3777884596658332462?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3777884596658332462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3777884596658332462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3777884596658332462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3777884596658332462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-geeky-day.html' title='its a geeky day!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SPdYZ158ZBI/AAAAAAAAB0E/jAclhEzDsA4/s72-c/IMG_6325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-7699061799943217202</id><published>2008-10-11T00:36:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T01:19:46.772+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally employed!</title><content type='html'>i'm finally employed. which means i have income coming into my pockets. i've got so many things on my list tat i wanna buy and with no kchings, i cant even go out much. only the usual meet-ups with duckie cos he's the one paying for my meals. and, i do have to return him the money. i dun always take my bf for granted u know... lol... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SO9jRf1rdXI/AAAAAAAABz8/H65kg_VjZHw/s1600-h/IMG_6311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SO9jRf1rdXI/AAAAAAAABz8/H65kg_VjZHw/s400/IMG_6311.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255528442420229490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;going to start work on monday at Swarovski and i'm really looking forward to it. a new environment, new things to learn, and jus thinking of the kchings, i'm smiling to myself already. hahaha... i'm definitely going to use the kchings as my motivation to work this job till the end of this yr. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anywae, i have been thinking about lots of things lately. and now, i realise i need to do something to let ppl know tat i'm actually capable of doing things. i'm sick of being misjudged. and i dun blame them cos i have not been giving ppl a good impression of myself. but, definitely one day they will know i'm actually not wat they think i am. MARK MY WORDS! hahaha... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-7699061799943217202?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/7699061799943217202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=7699061799943217202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7699061799943217202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/7699061799943217202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/finally-employed.html' title='Finally employed!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SO9jRf1rdXI/AAAAAAAABz8/H65kg_VjZHw/s72-c/IMG_6311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-8439087626314366758</id><published>2008-10-05T00:01:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T01:06:01.094+10:00</updated><title type='text'>PRESENTS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;this post shall be the presents i got for my birthday. ((; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sylvia darling's present- full of STITCH (Stitch toilet paper holder, stitch keychain, stich notebook). i screamed when i opened it up. freaking cute la! and also, her nice handmade cards with words of love. 5 yrs of friendship and counting. since we got into the same class, with you sitting in front of me in class, and being our vball captain, a quiet but good one. then we got closer, and i started calling u my darling. a darling i will always have and will never change. i love you my darling. ((; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd33vjDPVI/AAAAAAAABXc/36Ya35aYb1Q/s1600-h/present-sylvia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299289890962770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd33vjDPVI/AAAAAAAABXc/36Ya35aYb1Q/s400/present-sylvia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;present from Samuel- yeah, me and him go way back. after knowing for u for like nearing 5 yrs, we only saw each other this yr. talk about true friendship man! hahaha.. and going towards each other when either of us had problems. thanks for ur gift. cos u got something i like! not bad ah, for a guy.. lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd33kVY4UI/AAAAAAAABXk/5z_dupTKppI/s1600-h/present-samuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299286880870722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd33kVY4UI/AAAAAAAABXk/5z_dupTKppI/s400/present-samuel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;present from Shiyun- i remember when we first got to know each other. and i also remember how we got closer bcos both of us like shinhwa! luckily, we like different member of shinhwa. if not, i think we might become enemies. haha.. how we spend time together in class, doing projects, going shopping, and jus gossiping about shinhwa and drooling over their videos on my psp in class etc. i'm happy to know u as my friend! oh ya, its the first time someone got me clothes for bdae, and it fits me perfectly. ((; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd333zGg2I/AAAAAAAABXs/3dtMtjPUrCU/s1600-h/present-shiyun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299292105769826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd333zGg2I/AAAAAAAABXs/3dtMtjPUrCU/s400/present-shiyun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lastly... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;present from Chunmei &amp;amp; Amanda- seeing how much effort both of ya put in to make this cake, i'm already touched already. it doesnt even matter whether its a surprise a not, cos i rather it not be a surprise. thanks again gers! i'm happy we got in touch again after so long. and honestly speaking, i sort of regretted cos i didnt treasure 2 good frens i had before. i'm blessed to know both of ya again! do call me out for meals or jus bitching sessions! ((;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd34JaAD9I/AAAAAAAABX0/J6pge-rU7jE/s1600-h/present-cm%26amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253299296832327634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd34JaAD9I/AAAAAAAABX0/J6pge-rU7jE/s400/present-cm%26amanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though things aint going well this few days, b cos of some selfish and disrespectful ppl, i choose not to think so much and get on with my life, and be happy! its not even my fault at the first place and suddenly, its my fault? life is unfair sometimes... get on wif it! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-8439087626314366758?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/8439087626314366758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=8439087626314366758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8439087626314366758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/8439087626314366758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/presents.html' title='PRESENTS!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOd33vjDPVI/AAAAAAAABXc/36Ya35aYb1Q/s72-c/present-sylvia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-6545658403060624055</id><published>2008-10-03T00:12:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T00:17:33.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke i'm broke!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh... i need a job terribly now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2683838561757462906-6545658403060624055?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/6545658403060624055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=6545658403060624055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6545658403060624055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/6545658403060624055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-broke-im-broke-im-broke-im-broke-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2683838561757462906.post-3206754907212577723</id><published>2008-10-02T02:09:00.011+10:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T04:29:44.627+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My 20th!!!!</title><content type='html'>i have been either quite busy or tired tats why explains my late 20th birthday celebration post. and so, here it is now. its going to be a post full of pictures and words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 26sept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up really early and head off to CM's hse. it wasnt a good day cos it was raining heavily and luckily my bro was sweet enough to help me carry the heavy load and also be caught in the rain wif me while waiting for the taxi. Rain couldnt stop us from getting the food for bbq. so CM, her maid and me headed to the nearest wet market to get bargained food. her maid is really good when it comes to getting the fresh food ard the market, totally her territory. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;and so, the whole morning was spent getting the food ready and marinated. it was really hard work. couldnt have done it without the help of CM and her maid. both of us were exhausted after everything was almost done.&lt;br /&gt;tat night, AMANDA came over with daniel after dinner, while CM was trying to make my birthday cake with me helping out, when i'm not supposed to. lol. its the first time they bake a cake, and the first time to decorate it with fonden. the cake is full of love, hardwork and creativity. i'm really touched! (see the end result later...!) AMANDA and me stayed over tat night and all of us slept at only 4 plus in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday, 27thsept&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sleepy faces.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231966100411426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtJUld1CI/AAAAAAAABSk/q0wmqIfHa98/s400/IMG_6207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231972961356002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtJuJPiOI/AAAAAAAABSs/ERNA5CMZFB8/s400/IMG_6209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231976161296802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtJ6EKwaI/AAAAAAAABS0/xBtK0-PJvbM/s400/IMG_6210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;woke up at 9 and packed things up. elvin(cm's love) came to fetch us, together with clement, and we headed to the bbq pit at pasir ris park. cousin was alrd there with her bf when we reached. the day was hot and sunny, which is a good thing. so we settled down, and b cos it was still early for bbq, some of them went to fly kite, while me and a few played vball. and now, i've got a big big bruise on my forearm. pro right? anywae, we played cards using my big poker cards, played soccer... even though i didnt invite alot of ppl, i still had fun. cos its wif my close frens. ((; oh ya.. i was the most unglam one among all, even though being the bdae ger. and i still felt happy and good. bbq food was good, company was good, weather was good! let the pictures do the talking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;getting ready for bbq.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231978722688514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtKDm2fgI/AAAAAAAABS8/AjnkvuhUP-s/s400/IMG_6211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252231985865402642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtKeNzqRI/AAAAAAAABTE/qTm-PnGS9ug/s400/IMG_6212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shiyun &amp;amp; farhi&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvtHOFtMI/AAAAAAAABTM/YJlYUPc77LI/s1600-h/IMG_6213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252234780011246786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvtHOFtMI/AAAAAAAABTM/YJlYUPc77LI/s400/IMG_6213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;samuel &amp;amp; gf (shuling)&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvthiEqmI/AAAAAAAABTU/5RjDhHqiqsA/s1600-h/IMG_6214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252234787074386530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvthiEqmI/AAAAAAAABTU/5RjDhHqiqsA/s400/IMG_6214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;darling sylvia &amp;amp; me&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvuLXnkdI/AAAAAAAABTc/uNxGG0eo6Vg/s1600-h/IMG_6215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252234798304825810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvuLXnkdI/AAAAAAAABTc/uNxGG0eo6Vg/s400/IMG_6215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvuqygznI/AAAAAAAABTk/FoVHke5xRd8/s1600-h/IMG_6216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252234806739127922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvuqygznI/AAAAAAAABTk/FoVHke5xRd8/s400/IMG_6216.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;amanda, me &amp;amp; cm (we're near the bbq, which explains cm's face..)&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvvHS0JnI/AAAAAAAABTs/3WOs21CpJSM/s1600-h/IMG_6217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252234814390806130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOvvHS0JnI/AAAAAAAABTs/3WOs21CpJSM/s400/IMG_6217.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;smile pretties!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxiw2gPOI/AAAAAAAABT0/1mgFAUlszqo/s1600-h/IMG_6219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252236801231305954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxiw2gPOI/AAAAAAAABT0/1mgFAUlszqo/s400/IMG_6219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me &amp;amp; shiyun&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxi4anO7I/AAAAAAAABT8/YHXqtrvD0_A/s1600-h/IMG_6221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252236803261807538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxi4anO7I/AAAAAAAABT8/YHXqtrvD0_A/s400/IMG_6221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;((;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjBGGn7I/AAAAAAAABUE/ekWjAsdH3Cw/s1600-h/IMG_6225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252236805591703474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjBGGn7I/AAAAAAAABUE/ekWjAsdH3Cw/s400/IMG_6225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;clement, daniel, elvin, me, amanda &amp;amp; cm&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjan3DLI/AAAAAAAABUM/cq_kxv12y8w/s1600-h/IMG_6228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252236812444175538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjan3DLI/AAAAAAAABUM/cq_kxv12y8w/s400/IMG_6228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with samuel &amp;amp; his ger.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjuv1UVI/AAAAAAAABUU/8IafH5786ts/s1600-h/IMG_6229.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252236817846325586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOxjuv1UVI/AAAAAAAABUU/8IafH5786ts/s400/IMG_6229.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;me with the lovely cake made by the gers.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFEmkGPI/AAAAAAAABUc/VoSjN1CU7uc/s1600-h/IMG_6235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252238490160339186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFEmkGPI/AAAAAAAABUc/VoSjN1CU7uc/s400/IMG_6235.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm 20!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFo2DqNI/AAAAAAAABUk/f7ojkqRkpLU/s1600-h/IMG_6236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252238499888998610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFo2DqNI/AAAAAAAABUk/f7ojkqRkpLU/s400/IMG_6236.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm happy to know these gers again!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFxyauLI/AAAAAAAABUs/xq_US5Qha88/s1600-h/IMG_6237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252238502289651890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzFxyauLI/AAAAAAAABUs/xq_US5Qha88/s400/IMG_6237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;5 yrs of friendship and ongoing... &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzF-QsxNI/AAAAAAAABU0/0-_PkgkjQKc/s1600-h/IMG_6238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252238505637889234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzF-QsxNI/AAAAAAAABU0/0-_PkgkjQKc/s400/IMG_6238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;shiyun, the fren i got to know from mdis. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzGEo2J-I/AAAAAAAABU8/pP7I0icP-S8/s1600-h/IMG_6239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252238507349780450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOzGEo2J-I/AAAAAAAABU8/pP7I0icP-S8/s400/IMG_6239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;20 yrs of being cousins since i was born.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz9uAARQI/AAAAAAAABVE/bXtj346zbaM/s1600-h/IMG_6240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252239463345571074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz9uAARQI/AAAAAAAABVE/bXtj346zbaM/s400/IMG_6240.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz91r5icI/AAAAAAAABVM/su2riu6m7Uk/s1600-h/IMG_6241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252239465408727490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz91r5icI/AAAAAAAABVM/su2riu6m7Uk/s400/IMG_6241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-GUGDwI/AAAAAAAABVU/lJDItMIO8II/s1600-h/IMG_6242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252239469872287490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-GUGDwI/AAAAAAAABVU/lJDItMIO8II/s400/IMG_6242.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;with the guys.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-f1EtZI/AAAAAAAABVc/jOj9s2kpKgw/s1600-h/IMG_6243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252239476721497490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-f1EtZI/AAAAAAAABVc/jOj9s2kpKgw/s400/IMG_6243.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;lewis &amp;amp; me (my junior)&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-jzvNdI/AAAAAAAABVk/SJccZ0A-X3s/s1600-h/IMG_6249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252239477789636050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOz-jzvNdI/AAAAAAAABVk/SJccZ0A-X3s/s400/IMG_6249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;group pics.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-CmyZ3I/AAAAAAAABVs/VW22Abg-qRY/s1600-h/IMG_6244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241667900204914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-CmyZ3I/AAAAAAAABVs/VW22Abg-qRY/s400/IMG_6244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-ghXY2I/AAAAAAAABV0/bQwanMo_Ne4/s1600-h/IMG_6245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241675930526562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-ghXY2I/AAAAAAAABV0/bQwanMo_Ne4/s400/IMG_6245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;thanks for everything, the fun and help.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-laTKlI/AAAAAAAABV8/Blp4JILdtm4/s1600-h/IMG_6246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241677243066962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-laTKlI/AAAAAAAABV8/Blp4JILdtm4/s400/IMG_6246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;singing the song.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-7b2jRI/AAAAAAAABWE/E-fnWw5Eksw/s1600-h/IMG_6247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241683155160338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1-7b2jRI/AAAAAAAABWE/E-fnWw5Eksw/s400/IMG_6247.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1_F9TynI/AAAAAAAABWM/djjK0rx5IfE/s1600-h/IMG_6251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252241685979843186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO1_F9TynI/AAAAAAAABWM/djjK0rx5IfE/s400/IMG_6251.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29GIQ_mI/AAAAAAAABWU/WGD1EEoklJA/s1600-h/IMG_6252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242751177686626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29GIQ_mI/AAAAAAAABWU/WGD1EEoklJA/s400/IMG_6252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hamster teeth appears!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29My08aI/AAAAAAAABWc/WW5nz4CmIXg/s1600-h/IMG_6253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242752966816162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29My08aI/AAAAAAAABWc/WW5nz4CmIXg/s400/IMG_6253.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29w5s0HI/AAAAAAAABWk/fcdgTSGgxok/s1600-h/IMG_6254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242762659319922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO29w5s0HI/AAAAAAAABWk/fcdgTSGgxok/s400/IMG_6254.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;cutting the cake. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO2-Kc1dMI/AAAAAAAABWs/D9DzELKlXL0/s1600-h/IMG_6256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242769517573314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO2-Kc1dMI/AAAAAAAABWs/D9DzELKlXL0/s400/IMG_6256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the 2 &amp;amp; 0 from the cake. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO2-XF7uQI/AAAAAAAABW0/GCSBlEIRSQ4/s1600-h/IMG_6260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252242772911175938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO2-XF7uQI/AAAAAAAABW0/GCSBlEIRSQ4/s400/IMG_6260.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when some of my frens left, most of us stayed to play games, and drank the red wine darling brought for my bdae. we did lots of stupid and embarrassing stuffs like shouting "i'm so stupid" or "i'm horny"(i tot of this... ;x). played truth/dare, and got to know my frens again. ((; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;after party pics. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO33DXIx6I/AAAAAAAABW8/0LoJeLR8gcA/s1600-h/IMG_6273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252243746867169186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO33DXIx6I/AAAAAAAABW8/0LoJeLR8gcA/s400/IMG_6273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i love you, GERS!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO33T3z5NI/AAAAAAAABXE/perSvlIZlrI/s1600-h/IMG_6275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252243751299179730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO33T3z5NI/AAAAAAAABXE/perSvlIZlrI/s400/IMG_6275.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO337gTWmI/AAAAAAAABXM/6BuxpaDraaU/s1600-h/IMG_6276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252243761937996386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO337gTWmI/AAAAAAAABXM/6BuxpaDraaU/s400/IMG_6276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO34FER3LI/AAAAAAAABXU/Xrn6rKYUhBg/s1600-h/IMG_6277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252243764504812722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOO34FER3LI/AAAAAAAABXU/Xrn6rKYUhBg/s400/IMG_6277.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i had a great birthday celebration, with all my frens ard me. and also, i get to see my DD after so long. he came back tat night, and came to fetch me after the party and we went ECP to walk and catch up abit before heading back to his place. i definitely miss the feeling of having him by my side.&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/2683838561757462906-3206754907212577723?l=timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/feeds/3206754907212577723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2683838561757462906&amp;postID=3206754907212577723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3206754907212577723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2683838561757462906/posts/default/3206754907212577723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://timeless-loveaddicted.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-20th.html' title='My 20th!!!!'/><author><name>Nicole's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01051856356057850364</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BaOgzbjfyZ4/SOOtJUld1CI/AAAAAAAABSk/q0wmqIfHa98/s72-c/IMG_6207.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
