<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358</id><updated>2011-10-12T07:40:22.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ONE &amp; ONLY ME</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>233</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1454975154101871175</id><published>2011-04-17T15:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T17:32:42.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;multi-purpose tee...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Bq1Vdrc8f9A/TaqZORj9UyI/AAAAAAAAAkY/FmTim2Ge7QA/s1600/17042011323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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SO NICE TO SEE MY FRIENDS FROM HALL DANCING IN THAT VIDEO. I HOPE I CAN LOOK FORWARD TO EACH DAY LIKE I USED TO BE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3399686750439437389?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3399686750439437389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-miss-hall-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3399686750439437389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3399686750439437389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-miss-hall-life.html' 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pretty stressful, i'm still loving my everyday. cos i know at the end of the day, i will get to see my family, talk to my love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2459766035901633106?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2459766035901633106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/02/though-work-is-pretty-stressful-im.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2459766035901633106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2459766035901633106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/02/though-work-is-pretty-stressful-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8297704984812526954</id><published>2011-02-07T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:43:17.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holiday ended so fast. 4 days of cny just went by. hurhur..the next holi is in APRIL. so freaking long from now! argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8297704984812526954?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' 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I LOVE THE GATHERING LAST NIGHT.!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4180033649892713164?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4180033649892713164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-much-food-so-much-beer-so-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4180033649892713164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4180033649892713164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/so-much-food-so-much-beer-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3935556210578745245</id><published>2011-01-25T22:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:42:17.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed height="320" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="470" src="http://www.4shared.com/embed/490434690/105a825d" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3935556210578745245?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3935556210578745245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3935556210578745245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3935556210578745245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8820251936080244744</id><published>2011-01-22T06:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T06:43:45.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MY BOYFRIEND SAYS I AM OILY. THANKS! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8820251936080244744?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8820251936080244744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-boyfriend-says-i-am-oily.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8820251936080244744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8820251936080244744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-boyfriend-says-i-am-oily.html' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;collage&lt;/span&gt; of us. not very well done. haha. no words a bit weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had a terrible dream. it scared me out of my sleep. people say if you say your bad dreams out, it will not happen. and i really hope it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dinner with dar ytd. it was really great. we sat down and chatted so much. talk about past, present and future. love the quality time we had. =) bring it on man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1418421982298022056?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1418421982298022056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3285234815290793222</id><published>2011-01-19T13:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T13:44:20.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 week to my b'day. =) well, though it's just another wednesday, i'm still excited about it. i'm turning 25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3285234815290793222?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3285234815290793222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/1-week-to-my-bday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ironic! we strive to be number 1 in everything, including low birthrate. oh no, tat means there is more immigrants! hmm..i think i can forget abt boarding a relatively empty cabin during rush hour. argh! no more personal space.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8466160207451577321?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8466160207451577321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/low-birth-rate-again-only-issue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8466160207451577321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4080457366765471605?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4080457366765471605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4080457366765471605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4080457366765471605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2011/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8772953800142322343</id><published>2010-10-03T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T18:18:23.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i'm the luckiest girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can still blog 60 years later and that I AM THE MOST FORTUNATE BECAUSE WE HAVE EACH OTHER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so in love with my boyfriend. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8772953800142322343?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8772953800142322343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-im-luckiest-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8772953800142322343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8772953800142322343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-think-im-luckiest-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6339964630011622906</id><published>2010-09-28T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T22:03:52.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damien reminded me that i actually still have a blog. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've quite a lot of things to say though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it had been more than a month since damien came back. just last week, we celebrated our SECOND YEAR together. =) 21st September is also PEACE DAY! so make love, not war. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damien, you made me believe in love. i remembered how we met is just so miracle. if i hadn't teased junhao, he wouldn't have "introduced" me to you at mahjong table. If you hadn't came to my room to ask me to sndc, i guess we won't be talking online. if we haven't been talking so often, we wouldn't have asked each other to dinner almost every night. if we haven't have dinner so regularly, you wouldn't have asked me to study together and we wouldn't have get to know each other more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered how often you "report" at C714. you came to my room after your class, after your run and etc. the cutest night was when you popped into my room and exclaimed "let's take pic." though i was a little puzzled, we eventually took our first picture. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just felt that everything seems to fall so nicely. it is like we are fated to meet (junhao tried to set us up, joey agreed on my behalf to sndc and etc) and it is our destiny to be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish we can be like this forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6339964630011622906?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6339964630011622906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/09/dar-reminded-me-that-i-actually-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6339964630011622906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6339964630011622906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/09/dar-reminded-me-that-i-actually-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5024298286148572237</id><published>2010-07-11T21:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T21:28:31.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="200" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ya85knuDzp8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ya85knuDzp8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5024298286148572237?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5024298286148572237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5024298286148572237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5024298286148572237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3588835864509146427</id><published>2010-07-01T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T22:03:51.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan to do up the album. have not touched it for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the album, i realised that i love and miss him even more. every morning, the first thing that i will do (right after waking up) is to think whether he has gone to bed. On my way to work, i will think about him. Wondering what he is going to do today. At work, i dont have the capacity to think of him (oops!) After work, i wish he is taking train with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAR, YOU ARE JUST ALL OVER MY MIND.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;received a postcard from Dar today. it was from amsterdam. =) the feeling was so good. you came home, feeling restless and drained. a postcard from your love really re-charged you to full bar. thanks for surprising me and the energy booster!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3588835864509146427?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3588835864509146427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/07/tomorrow-is-friday-plan-to-do-up-album.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3588835864509146427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3588835864509146427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/07/tomorrow-is-friday-plan-to-do-up-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7353977048916758951</id><published>2010-06-17T22:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T22:47:20.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wait in vain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7353977048916758951?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7353977048916758951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/wait-in-vain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7353977048916758951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7353977048916758951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/wait-in-vain.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5300773406762909473</id><published>2010-06-12T10:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T10:10:36.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU, DAR!SO HAPPY TO SEE U ON SKYPE. SO GOOD TO RECEIVE YOUR POSTCARD =) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5300773406762909473?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5300773406762909473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-you-darso-happy-to-see-u-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5300773406762909473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5300773406762909473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-love-you-darso-happy-to-see-u-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1732896847173780472</id><published>2010-06-06T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T15:38:58.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I MISS YOU, DAR!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/TAtP5Pei0qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0zrojkf2FxI/s1600/genting_49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479561216452121250" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/TAtP5Pei0qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0zrojkf2FxI/s400/genting_49.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rem we took this picture when we were coming back from KL. This year, I will be spending my National Day with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you will come back soon... ...&lt;br /&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/8869095706496733358-1732896847173780472?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1732896847173780472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-you-dar-rem-we-took-this-picture.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1732896847173780472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1732896847173780472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-miss-you-dar-rem-we-took-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/TAtP5Pei0qI/AAAAAAAAAjY/0zrojkf2FxI/s72-c/genting_49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-509511677193156107</id><published>2010-05-23T08:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T08:42:21.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! dar is coming over to have breakfast! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we shall have WILD &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BLUEBERRY&lt;/span&gt; WHOLEMEAL PANCAKE! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm watching &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;pan&lt;/span&gt; Hour on Channel NewsAsia. It's featuring Hokkaido. Hmm..i want to go Japan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-509511677193156107?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/509511677193156107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay-dar-is-coming-over-to-have.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/509511677193156107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/509511677193156107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/yay-dar-is-coming-over-to-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3361989047738557242</id><published>2010-05-18T22:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:04:04.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>love is such a self-inflicted pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERVE YOU RIGHT, KEXI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3361989047738557242?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3361989047738557242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-such-self-inflicted-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3361989047738557242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3361989047738557242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/love-is-such-self-inflicted-pain.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5736851263054565692</id><published>2010-05-11T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T22:35:57.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want my WILD &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;BLUEBERRY&lt;/span&gt; WHOLEMEAL PANCAKE at Cedele Bistro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5736851263054565692?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5736851263054565692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-my-wild-blueberry-wholemeal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5736851263054565692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5736851263054565692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-want-my-wild-blueberry-wholemeal.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7443090128276901757</id><published>2010-05-06T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T23:05:05.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE TRAIN RIDES THESE DAYS ARE VERY ENJOYABLE  BECAUSE OF DAR! =) THANKS FOR ACCOMPANYING ME HOME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7443090128276901757?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7443090128276901757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/train-rides-these-days-are-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7443090128276901757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7443090128276901757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/train-rides-these-days-are-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6551922442530863098</id><published>2010-05-03T21:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T21:32:41.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>STOP CALLING ME! U ARE GETTING ON MY NERVES.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6551922442530863098?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6551922442530863098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-calling-me-u-are-getting-on-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6551922442530863098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6551922442530863098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/stop-calling-me-u-are-getting-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6579590370140437441</id><published>2010-05-01T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T14:15:43.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S9vHBb1yJYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/i9hiQLKdw7s/s1600/LUCKY_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466181400211367298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S9vHBb1yJYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/i9hiQLKdw7s/s400/LUCKY_Page_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/8869095706496733358-6579590370140437441?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6579590370140437441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6579590370140437441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6579590370140437441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S9vHBb1yJYI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/i9hiQLKdw7s/s72-c/LUCKY_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5674775311565542758</id><published>2010-05-01T11:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:45:47.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this morning was maddening!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a dog just pounced onto me. i got a shock and ROARED! apparently, the dog was leashed. it's just that the stupid b*tch doesnt even know how to control the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if you can't control the dog, you are as good as one of their kind, b*tch. now, get your f*cking dog off me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5674775311565542758?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5674775311565542758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-morning-was-maddening-dog-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5674775311565542758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5674775311565542758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/05/this-morning-was-maddening-dog-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1174239596400249411</id><published>2010-04-25T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T16:40:31.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going to msia for dinner soon. the dinner seems like marking the end of my weekend. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;moo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;moo&lt;/span&gt;. i'm now feeling a bit &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; already and i'm wearing the color! haha. hmm..sianz! bet it's another busy week ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with da last night. he looked very shag. poor thing! hope the effort he put in pays off. i believe it will lah! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, a funny incident happened to me few Thursday ago i think. i was at a dessert stall to order my dessert. i ordered &lt;em&gt;'uncle, wo yao hua sheng tang jia si li yu yuan. liang li zhi ma, liang li hua sheng.'&lt;/em&gt; then the uncle looked at me with a cheeky smile and he chuckled '&lt;em&gt;xiao mei, shi tang yuan (dumpling), bu shi yu yuan (fishball).&lt;/em&gt; haha. it was hilarious! so &lt;em&gt;paiseh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going out soon. signing off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1174239596400249411?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1174239596400249411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-msia-for-dinner-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1174239596400249411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1174239596400249411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/going-to-msia-for-dinner-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6194382264870348446</id><published>2010-04-18T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T18:19:16.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yet another busy week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've learnt not to have the thought and the heart to go home on time. just somehow, whenever i want to go home on time to swim, there will be something cropped up at the last second. it's so super sianz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 3 days in a row, i had been so stressed up at work. the last thing that i want is to have a good swim and jacuzzi. then come the rain, thunder and lightning! *looked up and hands clasped - thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again,*looked up and hands clasped - thank you cos i had a good run yesterday and this morning. i hope to do more good run the following weeks to get off all the nonsensical stress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6194382264870348446?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6194382264870348446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/yet-another-busy-week-ive-learnt-not-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6194382264870348446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6194382264870348446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/yet-another-busy-week-ive-learnt-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-967253354797842153</id><published>2010-04-10T16:58:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T17:19:25.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last nite's dinner marked the end of a HECTIC week. really busy, and i mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with Cylysce last night at Flying Chilli. before that we had an episode and here's how it go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mafia: hello? sorry, missed your call. you here?&lt;br /&gt;moley: yup, just reached.&lt;br /&gt;mafia: okay, i'm in diva at b1.&lt;br /&gt;moley: okay, i go look for u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mafia: hello? sorry, the diva is at b2. where are u?&lt;br /&gt;moley: i'm at the apple shop.&lt;br /&gt;mafia: hmm..okay lah, i meet u at the escalator at the citigems there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes past...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moley: b2 is empty!&lt;br /&gt;mafia: wait, where are u? i'm at 313.&lt;br /&gt;moley: i'm at orchard central!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mafia and moley LOL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mafia: okay, we meet at forever 21 at 313.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat was so funny manz. the blur me to miss the meeting place. anyway, we had a spicy dinner. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ooh..HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found my favorite &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at din tai feng yesterday. woohoo! okay, i must try to find out if taipei one is nicer or here. heehee..actually, i kinda have doubts that the sesame bao here is tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made a horrible agar-agar. it's not sweet at all (though it's made from &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;tangey-orange&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-967253354797842153?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/967253354797842153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-nites-dinner-marked-end-of-hectic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/967253354797842153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/967253354797842153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-nites-dinner-marked-end-of-hectic.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3082205611723243844</id><published>2010-04-06T21:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T22:51:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457015215005058562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s2bPBHRgI/AAAAAAAAAig/V3WBdYFYU6E/s400/CIMG0944.JPG" /&gt;dont be deceived by THE cute face above. He is angsty, grumpy these days. bugging me update my blog. so here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The month of Mar was (&lt;em&gt;woosh!) &lt;/em&gt;HECTIC. so many happenings. haha. we watched &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;O&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; consectively for two years. damien was kinda surprised that i could still be so tickled by it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, the following week was the lorry supper. okay, not really lorry supper for us. i decided to drive since i wanted to arrive at the supper places in style. haha. not really keen to have my hair all messed up and dangled up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the same weekend, it's my all-time favourite's bday. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hope you &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;heart&lt;/span&gt; my presents! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;we, or rather, i wanted to go the ----- for dinner. unfortunately, he had a terrible sore throat so it was cancelled. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;hurhur&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;but luckily, we still managed to have some food at xlb with his poker friends. okay lah, also my hall mates. haha! i dont mind learning to play poker okay. people change.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s2aUnoQmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/4xDmHyygmTY/s1600/CIMG0943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457015199328911970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s2aUnoQmI/AAAAAAAAAiY/4xDmHyygmTY/s400/CIMG0943.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;right after the celebration, i went home to pack my luggage to get ready for TAIPEI! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457023354220325986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s90_9QLGI/AAAAAAAAAio/it0xOr4MEFk/s400/CIMG0954.JPG" /&gt;though we were not affected by sandstorm, like what was reported in the news, the weather was cold. and i mean &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;brr...&lt;/em&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt;. haha. but i still enjoyed shopping in such a weather! &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_5457023365007029554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s91oJANTI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ZgILb4boRa8/s400/CIMG0971.JPG" /&gt;we went to the national palace. it was super crowded. too many obasans from the neighboring countries and they could get on your nerves. haha. still, it's a holiday so not so much of strangling them.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457023379412677042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s92dzk8bI/AAAAAAAAAi4/UsPIHSD3MGc/s400/CIMG1003.JPG" /&gt;me and my danshui ice-cream. my dad was super impressed. despite such cold weather, sis n i still managed an ice-cream. but seriously, it's holiday. if i dont eat then and there, i will have to wait a couple of years before i return for it. so, heck the weather, just wack the ice-cream!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457023381226769746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s92kkFzVI/AAAAAAAAAjA/g1CSkig91Hs/s400/CIMG1010.JPG" /&gt;the tallest building in asia (before dubai came to &lt;em&gt;chap-ji-ka&lt;/em&gt;). we had NT$800+ high tea in the building. expensive but well, guess the experience and good food come with price.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457023388712787234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S7s93Ac5XSI/AAAAAAAAAjI/r6OrOiKj8I0/s400/CIMG1055.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;there is something i must really blog about. &lt;em&gt;SESAME BUN&lt;/em&gt; at ding tai feng! it was really superb, i tell you. as i bit on the bun, my teeth sank into the bun and the sesame paste just oozed out. it melt in my mouth. the fragance of the sesame was so irresistable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i ordered one mini-sized. then my sis took half of it and we kept singing praises. we tempted my dad who kept insisting he did not want when we wanted to order one more. before the waitress left our table to get 1 more sesame bun, my dad suggested to change the order to one large sesame bun to be shared by the three of us. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;heavenly!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; i want to find the bun here. hopefully, there is. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;oh, there is a bubble tea store serves superb bubble tea of cos, else i wont be blogging about it. the store specialises in black sugar. a healthier choice. haha. the milk tea is fantastic. the thing is i dont really drink milk tea here and i'm not really a fan of it. but i could not get enough of the milk tea at &lt;em&gt;ximending&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;it's just too alluring for me to repeat purchase. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we came back, mom suggested we should go Hong Kong next year. &lt;u&gt;AWESOME!&lt;/u&gt; haha. and my family decided that we should go overseas once a year. after Hong Kong, we plan to go Aust, NZ, US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;next year, pls come faster!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3082205611723243844?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3082205611723243844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-be-deceived-by-cute-face-above.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3082205611723243844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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that toilet eats from a &lt;em&gt;toilet's bowl&lt;/em&gt; until yesterday. hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S4vFhij3VdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9Cugbk1990I/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443661754610963922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S4vFhij3VdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9Cugbk1990I/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still think this girl is me. hmmp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S4vFPHDrhNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_NaYhPRbd8Q/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443661437990569170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S4vFPHDrhNI/AAAAAAAAAiI/_NaYhPRbd8Q/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S4vFhij3VdI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/9Cugbk1990I/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1129980919224537946</id><published>2010-02-08T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T21:30:42.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm going taipei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a long time since i go overseas with my family. the last time we had overseas trip was couple of years back. we went thailand and had lots of fun (thou the weather was so warm!) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the taipei trip. okies, i shall do up the itinerary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was dull. i'm dull. my legs were wobbly. so shag. haiz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1129980919224537946?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1129980919224537946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-going-taipei-its-been-long-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1129980919224537946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1129980919224537946'/><link 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hitting the ball against the wall. so, AA lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, there are better things out there than ihg. get a life man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3070845528845701090?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3070845528845701090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/was-walking-back-home-after-work-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3070845528845701090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3070845528845701090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/was-walking-back-home-after-work-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7191719330755241672</id><published>2010-01-11T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:23:55.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's monday is not as blue as i thought. time seems to fly really fast today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at the clock and felt disappointed cos' it's two hours before 6pm. then, i continued with my work and little do i know, 45mintues to the official knock off time. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm kinda tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7191719330755241672?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7191719330755241672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-monday-is-not-as-blue-as-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7191719330755241672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7191719330755241672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/todays-monday-is-not-as-blue-as-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7322027573074725803</id><published>2010-01-04T21:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:05:01.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus got back from msia. weekend getaway with my family! had lots of laughters =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;left home at around 9.30am to the customs to get our passport &lt;em&gt;chopped&lt;/em&gt;. we arrived at our first stop at &lt;u&gt;AEON Tebrau City&lt;/u&gt; and had our brunch at &lt;em&gt;Vivo's Pizza&lt;/em&gt;. The pizza was not bad but the service was...okay, enough said. we waited very long for the staff to take our order and deliver our food. anyway, while waiting for the food, i was scrutinizing the menu. according to the menu, vivo is an italian word and it means &lt;em&gt;to live and be alive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, back to my story: after the brunch, we splitted into two pairs and started our &lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING SPREE&lt;/strong&gt;! okay, not really a spree for me cos i only bought a pair of slippers of my favourite brand, a nerdy top, and a studded dress. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that, we had late lunch at this Jap restaurant. the place was nicely decorated. the staff were very polite and prompt in providing their services. dad, sis and i shared CHARCOAL ice-cream that stained our tongues. haha. looked as if we were poisoned and we looked unglam in this picture.&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_5422876497889032098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S0HtcXV9d6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/Z1Mlx_DbiU4/s400/DSC00020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after that, we continued with our shopping till around 4.30pm. we then left the mall to check-in at Pulai Spring. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this morning, dad and i went to the gym before breakfast. my first time in the gym. i've never thought of going to gym cos' i'm a self-professed anti-gym person. dad and i had a great time hitting the gym. after the breakfast, dad and i didnt want to waste our trip being couch potatoes and so we went for a swim. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after which, we went to have lunch. yes! eat again and more shopping after the lunch! haha. it was really a shopping, eating trip for us! before we know, it's time for us to go home. boohoo =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;'m sure there will be more such trips cos we really enjoy each other's company! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7322027573074725803?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7322027573074725803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/jus-got-back-from-msia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7322027573074725803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7322027573074725803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/jus-got-back-from-msia.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/S0HtcXV9d6I/AAAAAAAAAh4/Z1Mlx_DbiU4/s72-c/DSC00020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5956930715167160982</id><published>2010-01-02T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T23:07:04.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fucking hate disappointment AND i fucking bring upon myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kexi, serve you right and you bloody deserve it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5956930715167160982?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5956930715167160982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-fucking-hate-disappointment-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5956930715167160982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5956930715167160982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-fucking-hate-disappointment-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8091140054280359393</id><published>2009-12-26T14:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T15:01:29.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MERRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHRISTMAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;BOXING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; AND &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;NEW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;YEAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my Christmas present from Damien. =) haha! received this present on Christmas eve after our dinner at Hougang Ave 8. He researched and found this place where it served delicious steak =) apparently, it's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we had a great sumptuous meal cos Damien cooked it - &lt;em&gt;seafood pasta&lt;/em&gt; =) yummy! i love his cooking! hee! the best pasta i've eaten. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, goin to Terrence's place soon. need to prepare and doll up (haha! doll here, doll there still look the same.) =( before that, it's time to open presents now!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419435798247995362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SzW0JSWbd-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/s4y4qbpidGk/s400/Image000.jpg" /&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/8869095706496733358-8091140054280359393?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8091140054280359393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-happy-boxing-day-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8091140054280359393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8091140054280359393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-happy-boxing-day-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SzW0JSWbd-I/AAAAAAAAAhw/s4y4qbpidGk/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3586737866824744420</id><published>2009-12-06T22:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T22:11:45.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weekend was tiring but fulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a &lt;em&gt;WHOOPING &lt;/em&gt;good time with my cousins. we were cam-whoring after the wedding banquet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning, i went to support damien. i felt proud of myself because i had watched him, &lt;u&gt;with my own eyes&lt;/u&gt;, run down his finishing line. Shouted &lt;strong&gt;"COME ON, DAMIEN!" &lt;/strong&gt;but i guess he didn't hear me. &lt;em&gt;sadz!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite inspired so i decided to sign up for 21km sundown half marathon. &lt;em&gt;woohoo!&lt;/em&gt; haha.. and that will mean that i cant slack more. i must work hard and have a running plan. i've rallied damien and my cousins to run together. so far, i know aldric cant make it. &lt;em&gt;sadz! &lt;/em&gt;apparently, he will be coming back from BKK the previous night so wont be joining us. &lt;em&gt;boohoo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, but i think he is super keen in running. he asked me if there is any more upcoming race. haha! &lt;em&gt;yay!&lt;/em&gt; it will be so fun to run with cousins. &lt;strong&gt;SHA-SHOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3586737866824744420?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3586737866824744420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-weekend-was-tiring-but-fulfilling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3586737866824744420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3586737866824744420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-weekend-was-tiring-but-fulfilling.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7734517103200458056</id><published>2009-11-26T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:03:07.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! the day has finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so looking forward to tomorrow's buffet dinner and staying-over at the hotel. =) then, another dinner on Saturday night. keke..sure expand this weekend with so much food. OVERLOADED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go taiwan. i miss the food at the night market; i miss the late-night shopping; i miss soaking in &lt;em&gt;mei ren tang&lt;/em&gt;; i miss travelling. i want to go ion orchard. i want to shop at paper market. i want to sing. i want to be under the sun in Sentosa. i want to go underwater world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus got a terrible news. think my weekend is not that fantastic after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7734517103200458056?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7734517103200458056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-day-has-finally-arrived.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7734517103200458056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7734517103200458056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/yay-day-has-finally-arrived.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1895756667036132149</id><published>2009-11-22T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T18:01:55.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another angsty weekend. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to optician to get my contact lens changed. yes, finally after two years! this time i've changed it to a monthly supply instead of the permanent lens. kinda expensive but well, for the hygiene and cleanliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so looking forward to next two weekends. =) so exciting! another gathering with the Tays. &lt;em&gt;HOORAY!&lt;/em&gt; first, it is the buffet on this coming friday. i finally get to meet my aunt from US. long time never see and talk to her already. second, it's my mom's surprise bday celebration. i've got it planned out with my dad already. third, it's my cousin's wedding! so exciting. hmm..wondering if our little surprise plan still onz or not. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1895756667036132149?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1895756667036132149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-angsty-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1895756667036132149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1895756667036132149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-angsty-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6155863120792944240</id><published>2009-11-12T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T23:06:19.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if anybody is going to ask me to tell them which part of myself i love most, i will have to say MY EYES. @-@ haha. not that they can electrify people, they actually can &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;KILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i almost murdered some people on the train. i dont believe how some people can simply be so &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;senseless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i entered the train and, as usual, all the seats were taken. A lady, who was about four to five months pregnant, stood beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first two people who sat on the priority seat were simply oblivious about their surroundings because they were &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;sleeping&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. i didnt know that sleeping was one of the four priorities.&lt;br /&gt;but well, at least sleeping is not that bad because at least we all know that they cant see somebody else needs the seat more than they do. i really have to kudos to those people who have the magical power of &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;AUTO-FILTERATION&lt;/span&gt;. on this particular train, i the third person was a super educated. he was totally engrossed in his newspapers, screening out everything except words on the papers. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good job lah!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think this is the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ultimate&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, then i will tell you&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;NO WAY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. this person (i simply refuse to admit that he is a guy) totally disgust, note i used the word &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;DISGUSTED &lt;/span&gt;me. he thought that his eye power was better than me. he has the cheek to look at the person who was sitting on the priority seat. i mean, any person with the right mind would stand up and give up his or her seat to the pregnant lady, instead of looking at another person trying to arrow him to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot take it and i glared at him. i have the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;urge to give him a tight slap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but i didnt because dettol also couldnt sanitize effectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6155863120792944240?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6155863120792944240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-anybody-is-going-to-ask-me-to-tell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6155863120792944240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6155863120792944240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-anybody-is-going-to-ask-me-to-tell.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-4720945617460472062</id><published>2009-11-08T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T18:09:10.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know what, i'm feeling &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REALLY angsty&lt;/span&gt; at this moment! and this time, i know why i am feeling angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all, i am no computer whiz so &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DONT EXPECT that i know every single sh*t&lt;/span&gt; about computers and Internet network. i dont, okay! i am also a computer-id*ot like you but at least i make an effort to rectify the problem. you just complete throw the whole shit to me as if this is my job to get it fixed for you. and mind you, i am also a blind leading a blind so dont you dare to raise your voice at me when i cant get you connected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly, if you have the urgency to get your computer's network done, you should have the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SLIGHTEST responsibility&lt;/span&gt; to remind me to help you with the Internet connection. but you didnt. you just simply waited till the eleventh hour when you &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;need it already, then insist that i must help you with it. for your info, you may wish to know that i have plans in the afternoon already and i really dont need you to intrude and spoil it for me. but oh well, you did it. and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thanks ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; seriously, sometimes i really wonder if you know what is urgency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, i think i'm selfish. i should not be so irritated. i mean since i have already made a promise to him and myself that we should only meet once a week till exams over, i should live up to that promise and not break it. this is such a perfect excuse. but then, the pain of not being able to meet up (esp. when you have the heart to meet up) is just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so &lt;em&gt;ARGH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excruciating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4720945617460472062?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4720945617460472062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-what-im-feeling-really-angsty.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4720945617460472062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4720945617460472062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-know-what-im-feeling-really-angsty.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2597794941401446465</id><published>2009-11-07T14:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T14:25:20.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall go swimming tomorrow morning with dad! havent been swimming with dad on Sunday morning for some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teddy bear show 2009 is at old parliament house! =) haha. mom told me not to buy anymore teddy bear cos my bed is filled with stuff toys. and i told her they dont sell teddy bears at teddy bear show. i mean even if they do sell, i'm sure it's expensive. hah. cos a BOOMz..i mean bomb. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2597794941401446465?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2597794941401446465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/shall-go-swimming-tomorrow-morning-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2597794941401446465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2597794941401446465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/shall-go-swimming-tomorrow-morning-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5142758547333790402</id><published>2009-11-02T18:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:24:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm on off day today! &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yays!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha. but the monday just passed like that. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;boohoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; oh well, at least i skipped the &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MONDAY BLUES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Maxwell Food Centre with mom and damien. but the famous chicken rice stall that both of them like was not opened. haha..&lt;em&gt;too bad!&lt;/em&gt; damien said next time i should take my off day on &lt;u&gt;FRIDAY&lt;/u&gt; instead. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i took off day today cos i went for the GE Run yesterday. I ran with Minghui though we didnt sign up together. haha. it was great running with a companion cos i didnt feel like giving up or slow down. on the other hand, we constantly wanted to keep up to each other's pace. hmm. but i think we could have done better if we had ran at least once together so that there would be more synergy. yes, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SYNERGY!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;nonetheless, it's a great run!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm motivated to sign up more run with &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;FRIENDS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;(that incl damien!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5142758547333790402?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5142758547333790402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-on-off-day-today-yays-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5142758547333790402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5142758547333790402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-on-off-day-today-yays-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5502829570451101578</id><published>2009-10-31T20:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T21:54:19.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Weilong,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be hard on you these days, especially for the past three days. You must have a tough time sleeping in at night; puzzling over this weird girlfriend of yours. I must have got you all mixed up and confused. I am so sorry that i have caused you such terrible turmoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i have been so angsty and being unreasonable. It is quite irresponsible of me if i keep shrugging my shoulders and say &lt;strong&gt;"i dont know why i keep blowing up."&lt;/strong&gt; i shall not justify for my angst here, instead i will apologise for what i did and how i reacted. I hope i have not over-used my apology until it has lost its value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must be hurting. I've broke my promise to you because you trust that i will not be angry over trivial things. But &lt;em&gt;yet again&lt;/em&gt;, i've failed you. You must have been very disappointed in me because i am acting like a child again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar, you really dont deserve such treatment because you are the sweetest boyfriend. You have always been very forgiving and tolerant towards my bad-tempered. Everytime I get angry, you try to talk me through; understand from my point of view. You really have an impressive tolerance level! But i know that everyone has their limit, i hope i've not pushed you to the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you are having a rough time especially now that exams are nearing. Still i'm not being understanding enough. i should have know that you need your break time. you need your space with your friends. Unfortunately, being the selfish me, i only want you to accompany me. I always think that your Friday, Saturday and Sunday belong to me. Yes, i really think (&lt;u&gt;i believe you think so too&lt;/u&gt;) that i am &lt;s&gt;quite&lt;/s&gt; ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, dar. I hope that i can be a better girlfriend so that you dont have to suffer. Pls forgive me and help me be the girlfriend that you want to be with okay. I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love,&lt;br /&gt;Kexi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5502829570451101578?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5502829570451101578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-weilong-it-must-be-hard-on-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5502829570451101578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5502829570451101578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/dear-weilong-it-must-be-hard-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5236682059777978149</id><published>2009-10-27T21:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:30:56.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my feeling this evening like a roller coaster. somebody just brought me to the highest point then down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess it's more like the feeling of disappointment. initially, there is something to look forward to because it was well-planned. then suddenly, something crops up and there goes the plan. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;yays&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, that's life. some things just &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; go your way. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. anyway, if everything is nicely planned out, i believe there wont be a word called - SURPRISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, putting aside the disappointment, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; quite happy cos my tutor from poly still remembers me! he sent his regards. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. my stats tutor. so nice of him &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;manz&lt;/span&gt;. see, i must have been the best student around. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sub6jsdGQRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1zc2v0BJtaY/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397276694585688338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sub6jsdGQRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1zc2v0BJtaY/s400/untitled.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;talking about the word - TUTOR, i am so angry. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; been contacting the grandmother of this family  to pay me for my tuition fee. she still has the CHEEK to say "i will never cheat your money." i am so going to tell her "I HOPE YOU &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; LIE TO YOUR GRANDCHILDREN LIKE YOU LIE TO ME, GRANDMOTHER." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a feeling that i cant recover that money. in fact, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; 99% sure. nonetheless, i am NOT going to give up. i swear i will go to their house this weekend. if they have really moved, like they have claimed to, i rest my case. i will treat that tuition fee as charity. that tuition fee has taught me NOT TO TRUST BLACK ANTS! whatever comes out from their mouths are SH*T. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, i think &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; quite evil. i was hoping that the granddaughter would flunk all her exams. but then again, i think this "prophecy" will be come true cos' apparently, she is pretty lazy and doesnt do my homework. better still, her grandmother also helped to defend her. look, there is ONLY FOUR SUBJECTS, just how much homework can a primary schoolchildren has.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now i see where those excuses come from. IT RUNS IN THE GENES; like grandmother, like granddaughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5236682059777978149?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5236682059777978149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-feeling-this-evening-like-roller.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5236682059777978149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5236682059777978149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-feeling-this-evening-like-roller.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sub6jsdGQRI/AAAAAAAAAhg/1zc2v0BJtaY/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8059459794023832259</id><published>2009-10-26T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T22:05:01.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pimple &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;POPS&lt;/span&gt;! finally! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is monday. to be exact, it's END OF MONDAY. haha. jus realised somehow that week wheezed past so quickly. hooray! &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wkend is coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i felt so proud of myself yesterday. i woke up at 6.30am ON A SUNDAY to run. then right after my run, i BAKED A CAKE! keke. &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cool&lt;/span&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this sun is my second 10km run. it will be different from the first one because Minghui and i are running together. wohoo! hopefully i wont be too slow for her. haha. anyway, even if i am, i'll sure ask her to go ahead without me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i dont have any confidence in this run (cos' i've been slacking =P) haha. oh well, hope for the best though. at least maintain the timing. hehe =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8059459794023832259?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8059459794023832259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/pimple-pops-finally-yay-today-is-monday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8059459794023832259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8059459794023832259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/pimple-pops-finally-yay-today-is-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8133406422090812299</id><published>2009-10-19T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T22:25:34.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mentally and physically. haha..acually more of a mentally. now as i'm typing, i am blinking non-stop. brain slowed down. eye lid getting heavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawns!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8133406422090812299?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8133406422090812299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8133406422090812299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8133406422090812299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7209794131618784295</id><published>2009-10-14T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:15:58.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some men jus irk me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was waiting by the roadside to cross the road. suddenly, this lorry "blinked" his headlights. then after that, it went past me. the driver...ARGH! turned and smiled at me. i was furious and i wanted use the universal language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i was washing my bottle in the pantry. then, this person &lt;em&gt;(didnt even want to recognise that he is a male) &lt;/em&gt;came to the pantry to fill up his bottle too. while i was washing my bottle, he was filling his bottle, the light went off &lt;em&gt;(was a timer switch. when u clicked, it will turn on. after awhile, it will go off)&lt;/em&gt;. as my hands were soapy, i cant switch it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought to myself: if this guy went to switch on the lights after he filled his bottle, tat's good and thumbs up. but if he doesnt, i'll discount the guys in the whole building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true enough, after he filled his bottle, he walked out! he didnt even bother to help me switch on the lights. &lt;em&gt;wah piang!&lt;/em&gt; slap him ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SO HATE THESE SORT OF HUMAN. they should stop taking up space on Earth so that there will be better men out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, if a man is only good to his partner nicely but treats the rest of the world like dirt, i'm definitely grossed out. i hate guys who are totally ungentleman. ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7209794131618784295?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7209794131618784295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-men-jus-irk-me-i-was-waiting-by.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7209794131618784295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7209794131618784295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-men-jus-irk-me-i-was-waiting-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5441075415695513251</id><published>2009-10-07T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T22:16:40.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think the trainer doesnt like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the training program discussed about listening. i was told that i always "fly off but manage to come back quickly". yays! i've a pair of &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;DREAMY EYES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keke...anyway, the class is not that lousy lah. i've learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z is represented as 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 respectively, do you know how much LOVE adds up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 + 15 + 22 + 5 = 52. sadly, love only adds up to 52 so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CUT THE CRAP ABOUT I LOVE YOU WHOLEHEARTEDLY!&lt;/span&gt; it only takes up 52%..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a guess, what makes up 100%?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5441075415695513251?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5441075415695513251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-trainer-doesnt-like-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5441075415695513251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5441075415695513251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-trainer-doesnt-like-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5019949868189406990</id><published>2009-10-06T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:50:19.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time for grey's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5019949868189406990?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5019949868189406990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-for-greys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5019949868189406990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5019949868189406990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/10/time-for-greys.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7342664730137634928</id><published>2009-09-30T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:02:11.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel the blue getting lighter each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY is &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;dark blue&lt;/span&gt;, TUESDAY is &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ocean blue&lt;/span&gt;. WEDNESDAY is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, THURSDAY is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;light blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and FRIDAY is &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;sky blue&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how about SATURDAY and SUNDAY? They have some degree of blue too cos' they are nearing to &lt;s&gt;MONDAY&lt;/s&gt; (taboo!). SATURDAY to SUNSAY noon is &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;pale blue&lt;/span&gt; and SUNDAY evening is &lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUE-BLACK &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;cos' it's super near MONDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blue week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7342664730137634928?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7342664730137634928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-blue-getting-lighter-each-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7342664730137634928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7342664730137634928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-feel-blue-getting-lighter-each-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2230342574911646920</id><published>2009-09-27T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T16:57:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMmXRjqvcWA&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KMmXRjqvcWA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my cousin intro me this song ytd. according to him, it's a super nice song. didnt appreciate it at first, now i like it lots. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i can't wait for him to perform on stage! so exciting! =) i love my cousins so much. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we are having a bbq next week at our baby kerrin's full month party. haha! hoorays! cant wait to laugh with them and be tickled by their funny jokes. best of all, entertained by the little ones - tristan, tricia and our little cousin, javier.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;sunday, pls come faster!&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/8869095706496733358-2230342574911646920?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2230342574911646920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-cousin-intro-me-this-song-ytd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2230342574911646920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2230342574911646920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-cousin-intro-me-this-song-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6811662051840678779</id><published>2009-09-22T22:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:25:50.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>our long weekend started with Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's! this marks the beginning of our little celebration - our first year anniversary! =) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SwEEt!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; many one year to come i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..actually, this is my first time eating Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's ice-cream. yARpS! i'm serious.. haha.. no life, right. well nonetheless, it's never too late to try since it's with my love. we ordered super &lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;chocolate-ty &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;flavors - chocolate, cookies and cream and chocolate with macadamia nuts. yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrjmmdoTfwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NG1uegJRoqE/s1600-h/09-18-2009_bj_01.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384306902984523522" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrjmmdoTfwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NG1uegJRoqE/s400/09-18-2009_bj_01.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; oops! caught in the act. haha..but it's okay for him. he should eat &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384306890036722098" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrjmltZTubI/AAAAAAAAAgg/kW0nPW4hTYM/s400/09-18-2009_bj_04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; has really proven to be a happy pill! i've got a sugar-rush but poor damien! i made him super confused that evening. guess you'll never know that i was super cranky couple of hours before this picture was taken. =)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384306878129963330" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrjmlBChAUI/AAAAAAAAAgY/PxylyQZz0Og/s400/09-18-2009_bj_07.JPG" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;erdinger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;our super favourite alcohol. haha..actually it's one of our many favourites. but i think my alcohol tolerance going down. i was a bit 'HIGH' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384660366537560818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrooEv-YkvI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oHBOmGom_cg/s400/09-21-2009_firstanni_04.JPG" /&gt;AND ta-da! THIS IS MY &lt;em&gt;GIRLFRIEND&lt;/em&gt; - DAMIEN!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384660374286626498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrooFM157sI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7ZaxIyobURY/s400/09-21-2009_firstanni_11.JPG" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6811662051840678779?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6811662051840678779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6811662051840678779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6811662051840678779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SrjmmdoTfwI/AAAAAAAAAgo/NG1uegJRoqE/s72-c/09-18-2009_bj_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3837068339993970251</id><published>2009-09-17T21:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T22:05:07.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm all alone at hm. my parents are out of town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go swimmin w my dad but was called off in the noon. mom called and said that no more swimmin this evening cos she is going msia with my dad. keke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sitting in front of my laptop typing away; and my laptop is in front of my tvee. haha! i'm so freakin' entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm quite worried about them. the folks are not home at this hour. my dad is not very familiar with the route and it's quite a distant from here. by this hour, my dad should be sleeping already. but lucky my mom is with him; she can keep him awake by talking to him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh apparently, they are in cold war. =) cool eh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3837068339993970251?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3837068339993970251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-all-alone-at-hm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3837068339993970251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3837068339993970251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-all-alone-at-hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5539945580043747388</id><published>2009-09-15T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T21:12:21.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the evil twin is back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5539945580043747388?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5539945580043747388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/evil-twin-is-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5539945580043747388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5539945580043747388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/evil-twin-is-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3099436761597354015</id><published>2009-09-09T22:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:46:47.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>attended an induction course today. was scheduled to go last month. haha. but was caught up in work so cant attend till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the course was an introduction to the organisation. it was pretty enjoyable. the best speaker, i would say, is of course the CE. cant really comment much about it on blog cos may be some part of it might be confidential. dont really want to get myself in trouble. ha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but there's something i want to say. i was out of office for 7hours and 30minutes and when i returned, i was shocked because i had &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;130 emails&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to clear! keke!&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;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE HAD OUR VERY OWN SNDC YESTERDAY&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; went on a sndc (ShiN kushiya Dinner Celebration) with Da. haha! i'm &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;his one and only SNDC date&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. keke! we had so much fun together. i so enjoy myself all the time with him. &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_5379473899663436546" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sqe7ApPsqwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KMHt9aMCdks/s400/09-08-2009_sndc_13.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3099436761597354015?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3099436761597354015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/attended-induction-course-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3099436761597354015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3099436761597354015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/attended-induction-course-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sqe7ApPsqwI/AAAAAAAAAgA/KMHt9aMCdks/s72-c/09-08-2009_sndc_13.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-696090992329921173</id><published>2009-09-07T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:18:02.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trying to multi-task here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*taking deep breath. ouch! for some reason, i can neither make sudden movement nor can i laugh my hearts out. haha! hmm..come to think about it, i'm not sure how i injure my chest. my guess is that when i sleep on my left, the right is putting weight on my left. think for the next few days, i'll lie on my back. hopefully it gets better, else have to see doc. &lt;em&gt;what's up, doc!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to hall ytd (&lt;em&gt;as usual&lt;/em&gt;) and saw Minghui. i think she is so sweet &lt;em&gt;lahz&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;when Kane told her that he was going to pick up his laundry, she volunteered to go with him. at that moment, i felt bad and ashamed of myself. i remembered the last time damien went to pick up his laundry, he had to drag me along with him. hmm..am i too &lt;em&gt;mafia&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have a split personality. sometimes i can be really nasty, other times i can be nice to damien. in terms of percentage, i believe the chances of me being nasty is higher. haha! &lt;u&gt;i'm sorry, damien. &lt;em&gt;xing ku ni le&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i heard a joke. my boss actually commented that i'm mild-tempered and have no &lt;em&gt;pi qi&lt;/em&gt;?! haha.. and i thought it's quite funny. my family plus damien had enough of my nonsense. they absolutely have a lot to say about my temper. i shall not elaborate here; will save it for them to speak about. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is sndc and dar is not attending cos' i will always be his first and only sndc date. sweet~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-696090992329921173?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/696090992329921173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-to-multi-task-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/696090992329921173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/696090992329921173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/09/trying-to-multi-task-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6668828706173035267</id><published>2009-08-25T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T22:14:10.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another creation of mine! blueberry muffins. haha. actually, i didnt make these. i took the easy way out by buying a ready-to-bake muffin mix. apparently, these muffins are healthy cos it's low fat. the instructions are super simple. just add water and pour in the muffin mix. stir well and pour the mix into the muffin cups. and ta-da!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SpPsxi2rZsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sZLyM6F_7ag/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373899116297021122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SpPsxi2rZsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sZLyM6F_7ag/s400/Image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;sometimes, i just cant seem to understand myself. i dont know why i still bother to ask when i already know the answer. i dont know why i feel disappointed when i have already mentally prepared myself. i thought when i expect it, i wont feel that disappointed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;still, i let disappointment affect me. &lt;em&gt;i should have know&lt;/em&gt; thought doesnt work. i guess even though i have mentally prepared myself, i havent really ACCEPT that thought. i still habour some beliefs that there will be miracles. oh well, i should learn not to pin such high hopes when i've already expected it. i should also learn to accept what is known as fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mariah carey and whitney huston, shut up! dont make me believe that there is miracles. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6668828706173035267?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6668828706173035267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-creation-of-mine-blueberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6668828706173035267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6668828706173035267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/another-creation-of-mine-blueberry.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SpPsxi2rZsI/AAAAAAAAAf4/sZLyM6F_7ag/s72-c/Image007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7595145487864618998</id><published>2009-08-15T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:30:54.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SobTwi11JwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/b2B1PlFd0qs/s1600-h/me+and+you_Page_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370212436625663746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SobTwi11JwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/b2B1PlFd0qs/s400/me+and+you_Page_0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7595145487864618998?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7595145487864618998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_3355.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7595145487864618998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7595145487864618998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_3355.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SobTwi11JwI/AAAAAAAAAfw/b2B1PlFd0qs/s72-c/me+and+you_Page_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8129094388275255955</id><published>2009-08-12T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:49:31.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went Genting over the weekend. yup, how patriotic i am! with no intention to celebrate the country's 44 birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our way to board the plane, damien saw his all-time favourite - ASAHI. he insisted to take picture with the billboard. haha..like &lt;em&gt;cheena&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;em&gt;pok&lt;/em&gt;, take picture with the word also happy. haha!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082862584679186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SoLQarn_SxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FvJ6QL6T9Ew/s400/CIMG0586.JPG" /&gt;we walked past eerie place where income was made by scaring people off . apparently, the "ghosts" got so bored that they decided to make some noise and were attracting lots of attention. they did funny things like dancing to the indian song?! &lt;em&gt;dotz&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082872741455746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SoLQbRdjZ4I/AAAAAAAAAfg/8eEu6cd5kRI/s400/CIMG0589.JPG" /&gt;realised  that i'm not really those casino-kind of person. i was almost dozing off while watching people play their game. haha! the funny thing is i fell asleep when i was on my feet. i told damien i was tired. he suggested that i should go back to my room to rest. but i didnt want to cos' i want to go ktv. after i got into the ktv room, i was energised! i sang my tiredness away. woohoo! &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SoLQb23f1RI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ppbAZ0TdwM8/s1600-h/CIMG0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369082882782385426" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SoLQb23f1RI/AAAAAAAAAfo/ppbAZ0TdwM8/s400/CIMG0592.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;school has started for him. we are now down to meeting only once or twice a week. our time together is getting lesser and lesser. remember when we first started, we were together seven days a week - from sunday night to saturday late morning. then after i graduate, we met up two to three days per week. when he started his summer job, we also spent two to three days a week. now that he is schooling and i'm working, we are spending even lesser time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not complaining or anything. just that i need some time to get used it. ='(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8129094388275255955?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8129094388275255955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-genting-over-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8129094388275255955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8129094388275255955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/went-genting-over-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SoLQarn_SxI/AAAAAAAAAfY/FvJ6QL6T9Ew/s72-c/CIMG0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1384042387600151674</id><published>2009-08-02T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T10:00:03.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven update for some time. last wk this time, i completed my first 10km run. i was so thrilled and a sense of achievment. but like quite slow. haha. managed to complete in an hr 10mins. the first 2.5km was great but 5km was dreadful. the last 2.5km was managable cos going to complete!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, my next 10km is on 1 Nov. i must improve on the timing. cut short by 10mins? yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new creation. orange cake! but no orange taste. hmm..maybe i shall put in orange peel next time round and hopefully, there is more orangy taste.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SnTwfvldPVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/92iIeCZCnbA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365177484245286226" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SnTwfvldPVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/92iIeCZCnbA/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my second new nose bleeding milo cookies. i put lots of milo in it. haha. so whoever goin to eat bound to have nose beeding. haha. =P&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SnTwfOpaO2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/B0yPGSppLGs/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365177475403496290" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SnTwfOpaO2I/AAAAAAAAAfI/B0yPGSppLGs/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrite, i'm going to out soon. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1384042387600151674?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1384042387600151674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/haven-update-for-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1384042387600151674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1384042387600151674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/08/haven-update-for-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SnTwfvldPVI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/92iIeCZCnbA/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2592704223963110413</id><published>2009-07-18T17:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T18:00:57.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;rRRrabbit!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SmGdHVu6f3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/dEk8-vyRbgM/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359737780966162290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SmGdHVu6f3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/dEk8-vyRbgM/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my lunchie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2592704223963110413?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2592704223963110413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/rrrrabbit-my-lunchie.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2592704223963110413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2592704223963110413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/rrrrabbit-my-lunchie.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SmGdHVu6f3I/AAAAAAAAAfA/dEk8-vyRbgM/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3530655862877681059</id><published>2009-07-14T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T22:50:13.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU'RE NOT ALONE.yes, all thanks to you people who make my everday to colorful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzzgqtPO42Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BzzgqtPO42Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3530655862877681059?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3530655862877681059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-not-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3530655862877681059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3530655862877681059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-not-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-4744000457820844527</id><published>2009-07-12T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T17:51:25.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to Square2 to shop. i bought a top and a dress for my mom. as we spent a certain amt, we were entitled to spin a wheel. got my dad to spin and gotten a art tile. cos he is the more creative kind in our family, he did the painting all by himself. but i chose the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvVU30j4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/LzupBOxh0pA/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506012648869762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvVU30j4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/LzupBOxh0pA/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;of cos i chose a sweet sweet butterfly. he painted this for me! pretty! this tile is now sitting on the desk in my office as a coaster.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvVLo6KqI/AAAAAAAAAew/_zZBN7rEbsE/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506010170403490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvVLo6KqI/AAAAAAAAAew/_zZBN7rEbsE/s400/Image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my sis and i at the studio, waiting to take our grad pic! my mom and sis said i look ugly with my short hair. but i love it! haha..i told them i look smarter in this short hair. oh, i think i look super cool in this short hair. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvU1U_3PI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qsejfOlJPE0/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357506004181310706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvU1U_3PI/AAAAAAAAAeo/qsejfOlJPE0/s400/Image007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we are able to wear this academic gown is not solely cos we are muggers. have to thank my dad and mom for their unconditional love and support!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers to the FANGs!  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4744000457820844527?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4744000457820844527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-square2-to-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4744000457820844527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4744000457820844527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/went-to-square2-to-shop.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlmvVU30j4I/AAAAAAAAAe4/LzupBOxh0pA/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2915403458977355840</id><published>2009-07-08T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:43:05.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired. no energy. monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if one of the punishment for me is to lose one of the five senses, i would wish that i can't speak. mouth can be a very evil organ. especially when we speak faster than we think. insensitivity hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we use words that prick the hearts of our loved ones and sometimes, without our knowledge. it's really not the words that are at fault. it's the medium that transmit these words and the tone that we use creates many unnecessary troubles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've commited murder using words that hurt him. my insensitivity killed us both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2915403458977355840?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2915403458977355840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2915403458977355840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2915403458977355840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-179358790909066344</id><published>2009-07-07T16:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T17:15:29.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;a happy graduate who embarks on another phase in life!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355641027958909122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPI7f_qMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XFWMyahKj3s/s400/CIMG0471.JPG" /&gt;thanks rach for takin time off your work to attend my Commencement. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks mom for pampering me with apples everyday.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355641024731985522" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPIveotnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/Hv5UBETNnWQ/s400/CIMG0455.JPG" /&gt;thank you for rushing down during lunch just to take a couple of pics with me.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355641036037595442" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPJZmGoTI/AAAAAAAAAeY/m0QG6Uaz4v0/s400/CIMG0478.JPG" /&gt;thanks for being a wonderful lecture and tutorial buddy!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPJp2hwFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yLYGa2aSgZM/s1600-h/CIMG0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355641040401449042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPJp2hwFI/AAAAAAAAAeg/yLYGa2aSgZM/s400/CIMG0441.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-179358790909066344?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/179358790909066344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-finally-graduate-and-i-am-embarking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/179358790909066344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/179358790909066344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-finally-graduate-and-i-am-embarking.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SlMPI7f_qMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XFWMyahKj3s/s72-c/CIMG0471.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-9085649727647533029</id><published>2009-07-03T23:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T23:55:00.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he tried to firefight with all kinds of silly jokes last evening but was to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the moment little miss worst went into the coach boutique, a smile broke on her face. a fuchsia small wallet caught her attention and she jus cant stop thinking about it. poor damien! he had once again lost his charm to a small little fuchsia wallet (after being displace by &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Raffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a.k.a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;damien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, he should be grateful cos' coach saves his day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-9085649727647533029?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/9085649727647533029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-tried-to-firefight-with-all-kinds-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/9085649727647533029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/9085649727647533029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-tried-to-firefight-with-all-kinds-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7954479526132930111</id><published>2009-06-28T08:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T09:52:00.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week had been an awesome one. so many surprises =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, let me introduce my baby no.1:&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352178139882757394" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SkbBqUJSnRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CEiDaEDWhfc/s400/06-22-2009_diraffe_01.jpg" /&gt;his name is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Raffe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. super cute giraffe-look-alike dino. apparently, he can hum &lt;em&gt;Ludwig van Beethoven's Fur &lt;/em&gt;Elise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and on wed, instead of going for a swim, i went to meet damien. but then it wasnt that i was procrastinating, it's just that that it drizzled the whole day on that unfaithful day. it must be darn cold, so i gave it a missed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;then we splurged on &lt;em&gt;sashimi. &lt;/em&gt;but&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;then, i think it was worthwhile cos' they were super fresh and nice. damien ordered his favorite salmon, and i ordered my favorite swordfish =)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352178146691529298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SkbBqtgoOlI/AAAAAAAAAdw/VfF3Mi9UuoA/s400/06-24-2009_+shin+kushiya_01.jpg" /&gt;after a fantastically satisfying meal.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352178147975731138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SkbBqySzl8I/AAAAAAAAAd4/0fMNSSd2xeg/s400/06-24-2009_+shin+kushiya_03.jpg" /&gt;met up with Cylysce to go back campus to collect my academic dress on thurs. and i think i was super high &lt;em&gt;(for some unknown reason)&lt;/em&gt;! but i guess it's the feeling to graduate and as a graduate. what's even sweeter was that damien surprised me with this &lt;s&gt;little&lt;/s&gt; &lt;em&gt;(not very small as compared to the lion)&lt;/em&gt; bear in academic dress. and it was Sasha bear lahz! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;awesomely soft to touch and it was surprisingly sweet&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; =) DISCLAIMER: not that i taste it! the sweet part was that damien bought it to surprise me. &lt;em&gt;aww!&lt;/em&gt; wanted to give him a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;big, fat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hug so many people watching. hmm..i should get a name for this bear - &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kex&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i know i am a lucky girl to have such a sweet boyfriend. but poor boy! damien was displaced by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Raffe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;and felt neglected when i ignored him to play with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;kex&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. heh! i guess i am the only happy one. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352178154342122114" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SkbBrKArAoI/AAAAAAAAAeA/zotym_XrUso/s400/06-25-2009_graduatebear_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7954479526132930111?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7954479526132930111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week-had-been-awesome-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7954479526132930111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7954479526132930111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-week-had-been-awesome-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SkbBqUJSnRI/AAAAAAAAAdo/CEiDaEDWhfc/s72-c/06-22-2009_diraffe_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3487701886472047174</id><published>2009-06-21T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T16:16:21.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;this week (at work) was not that bad. it was I+S Week - Innovation and Service. On Tuesday, I attended Breakfast with CM. This event is organised quarterly for the &lt;em&gt;ka-kias&lt;/em&gt; (like myself) to meet the various &lt;em&gt;dua-taos&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;then on Friday, our unit moved to Level 36! 10 storeys higher than the present one. but as we are still in Phase One, there is no partition. Sadz! no privacy lor.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it's okay lah, soon the partition will arrive (like my giraffe!) heh..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4h9ARdPHSBg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4h9ARdPHSBg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3487701886472047174?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3487701886472047174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3487701886472047174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3487701886472047174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3873000539981474236</id><published>2009-06-14T15:05:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:06:35.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;damien was so sweet. when we met in suntec, he was trying to hide his big white plastic bag behind his stick-figure. =P of cos, he failed. haha. i was trying to see what's behind him. finally, he gave up and presented the bouquet! =)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347085957158056098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SjSqWRPisKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qWUHKHNhmeg/s400/06-08-2009_paulaner_22.jpg" /&gt; after our dinner, there was a laser show at the fountain. so, we took a couple of random shots with the flowers, me with the bouquets and us with the roses. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347084813173456210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SjSpTrkW_VI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/NdphfrXYMHU/s400/06-08-2009_paulaner_02.JPG" /&gt; but the sweetness was short-lived because &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am a horrible girlfriend. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i've failed to control my temper again. i dont know why. but recently i've super duper short temper. i can get really angry over little things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i challenged damien's limits and pushed it to the max. he was confused and clueless. whatever he did was not good enough to cheer me up. simply said, i made things difficult for him and gave him hell of a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he needed my support, i shut him up with curt replies. when he needed words of encouragement, i used words that hurt him. my words were full of thorns &lt;em&gt;(yes, yet again)&lt;/em&gt;.&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_5347085058703250322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SjSph-POU5I/AAAAAAAAAdY/3dlAdeaKdPY/s400/06-06-2009_pulaispring_02.JPG" /&gt; i'm so sorry, baby for making you sulk these days! i dont know what i can expect from him. i really love that he share his thoughts and feelings with me. i appreciate that very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;i must stop throwing tantrum and be a more appreciative girlfriend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3873000539981474236?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3873000539981474236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/damien-was-so-sweet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3873000539981474236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3873000539981474236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/damien-was-so-sweet.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SjSqWRPisKI/AAAAAAAAAdg/qWUHKHNhmeg/s72-c/06-08-2009_paulaner_22.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-4529576942626839149</id><published>2009-06-10T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:00:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven been blogging for quite some time. yes, obviously i'm busy with my reality and i've got no time at all for virtual world. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, my family and i went pulai spring over the weekend. but something different this time. damien joined us. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there were a few changes this time round. for once, the pool bar is opened. but not surprising, there wasnt any bartender..Zzz..how helpful..hmm..&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345696223758117106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Si-6ZI4_6PI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dXmzwXPIojk/s400/06-06-2009_pulaispring_01.JPG" /&gt;and kexi misses her green. haha..at least this time wasnt that bad. thou i had no little white balls to play with, tennis balls took over and i had a great time playing. =) just poor damien had to run here and there to pick the balls up. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345696228683374402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Si-6ZbPRX0I/AAAAAAAAAdA/TC1nEv5y6zE/s400/06-06-2009_pulaispring_04.JPG" /&gt;my parents ordered food at the club's restaurant. oh, i must say thumbs up for their yam paste. delicious! and i love it manz. =)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345696237146622850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Si-6Z6xES4I/AAAAAAAAAdI/Kj-MsSujMVs/s400/06-06-2009_pulaispring_10.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, not really in a great mood to blog. but i've to note this down: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;i must learn to control my temper.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4529576942626839149?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4529576942626839149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/haven-been-blogging-for-quite-some-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4529576942626839149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4529576942626839149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/haven-been-blogging-for-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Si-6ZI4_6PI/AAAAAAAAAc4/dXmzwXPIojk/s72-c/06-06-2009_pulaispring_01.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-767342260854253215</id><published>2009-06-02T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:04:08.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to meet up with HKsquare on Sun night at Bt Timah Food Centre. After that, we went to have some drink at Old Town. took some pictures but sadly, Hendry obviously was &lt;em&gt;damn sian&lt;/em&gt; when he took the picture with me.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt; just look at his face!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiU37wkAuUI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yykuZ-DSloQ/s1600-h/CIMG0322.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342738032732715330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiU37wkAuUI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yykuZ-DSloQ/s400/CIMG0322.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and the two &lt;em&gt;mi-mi-yan. &lt;/em&gt;haha! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiU37qpUBQI/AAAAAAAAAco/w9jtvU29jYs/s1600-h/CIMG0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342738031144338690" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiU37qpUBQI/AAAAAAAAAco/w9jtvU29jYs/s400/CIMG0321.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for not meeting you guys earlier. i was suffering from mild depression. that period was like crap. i was totally uninterested about meeting people, interacting with people. yes, i literally shut myself off from my friends except my family and damien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during those days, i let my tears fell easily. i used to think that i was a strong girl but i was so wrong. my tears were easily triggered off by some silly thoughts. sometimes, when i was alone on bus, i could feel my hot tears welled up. the feelin was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stressed but i guess my family and damien were more stressed than me. while tolerating my foul temper, they had to comfort me. my mom was the best. she was very supportive and protective towards me. yet, she suffered the most cos she spent the most time with me. kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all these are over because i've finally settled down. no more tears! just more things to learn. work is not hard, not working is even harder cos no financial means. anw, this week is going to be great! a weekend getaway on our way. yes, my family and damien =) yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and before that, i cant wait for friday to come! looking forward... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-767342260854253215?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/767342260854253215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-meet-up-with-hksquare-on-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/767342260854253215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/767342260854253215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-to-meet-up-with-hksquare-on-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiU37wkAuUI/AAAAAAAAAcw/yykuZ-DSloQ/s72-c/CIMG0322.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8226451938480635488</id><published>2009-05-30T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:36:47.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my creation - walnut marble cake. =) i baked couple of hours ago. fresh!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiEJ-Lx_CDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/DsGDuSeTpOQ/s1600-h/CIMG0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341561596957100082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiEJ-Lx_CDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/DsGDuSeTpOQ/s400/CIMG0316.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;too tired to blog about anything. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just have a chilled beer and smile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341562901791476722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiELKIqvi_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/GtXWMzU2UjE/s400/05-29-2009_guitarheroes_7.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(btw, that's not my beer. i swear!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8226451938480635488?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8226451938480635488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-creation-walnut-marble-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8226451938480635488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8226451938480635488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-creation-walnut-marble-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SiEJ-Lx_CDI/AAAAAAAAAcY/DsGDuSeTpOQ/s72-c/CIMG0316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2430943583872931936</id><published>2009-05-28T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:21:12.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;finally &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;started to work. haha! yess...finally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, everything is great. lots of learning to be done and i'm lookin forward to get into the groove manz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little cubicle. not many things on my desk because the department is going to move to another level. so trying to keep my things at the minimum. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340875953513618578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sh6aYe6a3JI/AAAAAAAAAb4/tzWMhURI_S4/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;the view from my window. =) hope my new desk will have such view too. heh!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340875956026585842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sh6aYoRjsvI/AAAAAAAAAcA/WituTzVYfgw/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;a little &lt;em&gt;SWEET&lt;/em&gt; surprise from my colleague and her note. ooh, lovely!&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340875959623246738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sh6aY1rEY5I/AAAAAAAAAcI/ZXcZvS9PFxY/s400/Image002.jpg" /&gt;and here comes the yummy part. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340875960761013986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sh6aY56VVuI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/8g7ONJ9tz48/s400/Image003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2430943583872931936?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2430943583872931936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-finally-started-to-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2430943583872931936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2430943583872931936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/and-i-finally-started-to-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sh6aYe6a3JI/AAAAAAAAAb4/tzWMhURI_S4/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-591346439036936411</id><published>2009-05-23T16:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:03:14.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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/bHQ9MTI*MzA2NTczNzUzMSZwdD*xMjQzMDY1NzU5ODkwJnA9NDA5MzExJmQ9QnVpbGRlckVtYmVkJm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImdD*mbz*5Y2M1MzlkNDQ2MzU*ODE1YjJkNjZlZWNiZjRlMjAxMSZvZj*w.gif" /&gt;&lt;object width="420" height="312" &gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1850301&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.scrapblog.com/viewer/viewer_v2_embed.swf?scrapblogId=1850301&amp;showShareButton=true&amp;showShareInitially=true&amp;showOnlyShare=false&amp;partnerId=1" width="420" height="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-591346439036936411?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/591346439036936411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/591346439036936411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/591346439036936411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-2713722357075814167</id><published>2009-05-17T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:52:29.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what i ate this afternoon. yARpz! marble cake. &lt;strong&gt;and i freaking made it myself! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/ShASQI8wMnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bFYdnqGov7o/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336785626923545202" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/ShASQI8wMnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bFYdnqGov7o/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;at first, it didnt go very well because i totally forgot to lift it up using the rack. the inside was not baked but the surface of the cake cracked like anything. so i baked it again using the rack this time and it went all well =) ha! i'm so happy that it was quite a success on my first attempt! my dad loves it and my sis cant wait to eat. yays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i read the book- &lt;em&gt;he's just &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; that into you&lt;/em&gt;. while reading it, i recalled some of the things that happened in the past. somehow, the excuses were quite familiar to me. you know, when a guy said he wld ask you out but he never do, it's because he is just not that into you. but we choose to dismiss such signs and resort to finding excuses for his absence. how silly of me! but fortunately, i'm glad that i see positive signs in him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please rach, if you dont know anything that happened in the past, dont comment. all i want to say is there are some things that you dont see but they are obvious to me. dont you &lt;em&gt;farking &lt;/em&gt;blame me for what happened. i am very happy now, that's all you need to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-2713722357075814167?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/2713722357075814167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-what-i-ate-this-afternoon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2713722357075814167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/2713722357075814167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-what-i-ate-this-afternoon.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/ShASQI8wMnI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/bFYdnqGov7o/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3000318992049626024</id><published>2009-05-13T09:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:23:54.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>irritating! seriously, i hate staying here. what's up with these people?! totally grossed out by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, they do all sorts of funny things in the lift (i shall not list them to save you guys from puking). actually, i'm absolutely forgiving towards these people because they &lt;strong&gt;CAN'T&lt;/strong&gt; read the notices. but sometimes, it jus so hard to tolerate. despite the installation of CCTV, they continue with their acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW THEY FREAKING THREW NOODLES ON MY MELODY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw these ill-mannered, LC &lt;s&gt;human beings&lt;/s&gt;. probably they are not, cos humans can be taught and tame, not animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's either our education system has to do something it or  the town council has to use more effective ways to stop all these nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3000318992049626024?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3000318992049626024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritating-seriously-i-hate-staying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3000318992049626024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3000318992049626024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritating-seriously-i-hate-staying.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8043748882171659422</id><published>2009-05-11T21:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T12:25:20.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;it (THE week) started rough but in the end, it wasnt as bad as thought. in fact, it's a sweet and feel-good weekend. revitalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the "splendid" day was torturous. but the next day, everything went back to normal, in fact even better. we went to date and tried to clear all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;the mis&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;understanding. before a movie, we had our dinner at dome cafe. it was my first time there. i liked the atmosphere and the food. for some reason, the place jus made me feel great about everything. ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sgg0AYKdEJI/AAAAAAAAAbI/_rrttYCOYn4/s1600-h/05-05-2009_makeupday_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then we went to &lt;em&gt;tcc &lt;/em&gt;for a drink after the movie. away from my norm, i ordered &lt;em&gt;red&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bean&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;soya&lt;/em&gt; drink. and i kinda regret cos i still find their &lt;em&gt;matcha&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;red&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;bean&lt;/em&gt; drink nicer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sgg0ANEiqhI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oq89LWX05nE/s1600-h/05-05-2009_makeupday_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334570936733706770" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sgg0ANEiqhI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oq89LWX05nE/s400/05-05-2009_makeupday_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and we started a little of cam-whoring. actually, i really like this pic (for &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;some unknown&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/em&gt;reason). &lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334570932873464498" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggz_-sMCrI/AAAAAAAAAa4/1NKtY1lz7LY/s400/05-06-2009_makeupday_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;on wednesday, he spent time in my house. we watched &lt;em&gt;he's jus not into you.&lt;/em&gt; then we had dinner at bottle tree park. i can really see that he is trying and i really appreciate all the initiatives. i cant really complaint much because of all his effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much for everythin you've done!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the weekends, i went &lt;em&gt;cameron&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;highland&lt;/em&gt; with my family. we braved through the mountains with chevy. &lt;em&gt;good job, melody!&lt;/em&gt; my cousin-in-law led the way. the trip was super enjoyable since it's free and easy, so pretty &lt;em&gt;OTOT (&lt;/em&gt;totally not in rush = super relaxing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took our own sweet time to drive up to our hotel. we set off at 6.30am and reach our hotel at around 6.30pm. haha..12hours drive! it's really crazy. but seriously relaxing because time wasnt an issue to us at all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;view from our hotel balcony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzBbKeCuI/AAAAAAAAAaw/wCbAp0pdm_o/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_04.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569858184907490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzBbKeCuI/AAAAAAAAAaw/wCbAp0pdm_o/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_04.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;daisy! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzBCr6a_I/AAAAAAAAAao/koUUN191_eQ/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_22.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569851614292978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzBCr6a_I/AAAAAAAAAao/koUUN191_eQ/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_22.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;one &lt;s&gt;crap&lt;/s&gt; crab, one bucket of water and one goat &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzA1ef7_I/AAAAAAAAAag/nqyjz5eXh2A/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_23.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569848068370418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzA1ef7_I/AAAAAAAAAag/nqyjz5eXh2A/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_23.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the FANGs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzAkrW3DI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BlNk-mBq1r0/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_30.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569843558898738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzAkrW3DI/AAAAAAAAAaY/BlNk-mBq1r0/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_30.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;and the mafia!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzAvPi3fI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XDLfl3z-m7E/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_39.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334569846395035122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggzAvPi3fI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XDLfl3z-m7E/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_39.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;sunflower!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggtuYReFAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aVPaccJGYxk/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_41.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564033433310210" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggtuYReFAI/AAAAAAAAAaI/aVPaccJGYxk/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_41.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;on our way to lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt5Rzp0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/gflrnYLMlZk/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564025113225026" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt5Rzp0I/AAAAAAAAAaA/gflrnYLMlZk/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_51.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fan-faced mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt3DJ6GI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/WY2ynKMD6DU/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_52.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564024514898018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt3DJ6GI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/WY2ynKMD6DU/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_52.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;the ever-busy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt7MUwZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gv4cFfApLoE/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_53.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564025627099538" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtt7MUwZI/AAAAAAAAAZw/gv4cFfApLoE/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_53.jpg" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesss&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;she finally revealed her face.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtth_SwhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_5_jvhIxBb0/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_56.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334564018861556242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggtth_SwhI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_5_jvhIxBb0/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_56.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;may the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomato force combines&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs1BaA8PI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Wze3sZfOxXM/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_57.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334563048042590450" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs1BaA8PI/AAAAAAAAAZg/Wze3sZfOxXM/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_57.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and the yummy strawberries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs1FKqSNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cj0cZqoAAks/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_67.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334563049051932882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs1FKqSNI/AAAAAAAAAZY/cj0cZqoAAks/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_67.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;our strawberry desserts.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0lotnfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/r4nOkkfMdo0/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_69.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334563040588045810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0lotnfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/r4nOkkfMdo0/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_69.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cam-whoring. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0m8C0MI/AAAAAAAAAZI/LGhriKaUxD8/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_71.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334563040937562306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0m8C0MI/AAAAAAAAAZI/LGhriKaUxD8/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_71.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;view when i was at the highest point in cameron.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0P19dvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uzDJG26sGcw/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_73.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334563034738030322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sggs0P19dvI/AAAAAAAAAZA/uzDJG26sGcw/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_73.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;strawberry ice-cream!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGnUOmMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5kW-_Zv0s8U/s1600-h/05-08-2009_cameron_75.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562250765015234" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGnUOmMI/AAAAAAAAAY4/5kW-_Zv0s8U/s400/05-08-2009_cameron_75.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and of course even more strawberries..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGTMHdUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fxtv5NPjA7Q/s1600-h/05-09-2009_cameron_78.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562245362283842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGTMHdUI/AAAAAAAAAYw/fxtv5NPjA7Q/s400/05-09-2009_cameron_78.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tea appreciation at boh tea factory.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGfojiwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G2iDZWZMuT8/s1600-h/05-09-2009_cameron_81.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562248702790402" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGfojiwI/AAAAAAAAAYo/G2iDZWZMuT8/s400/05-09-2009_cameron_81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the sistAs!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGH06RJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/bewTHnrEPTg/s1600-h/05-09-2009_cameron_82.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562242312160402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGH06RJI/AAAAAAAAAYg/bewTHnrEPTg/s400/05-09-2009_cameron_82.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cabbage in watercress farm.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGN8UAQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/EvuHB8PCySE/s1600-h/05-09-2009_cameron_83.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334562243953819906" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SggsGN8UAQI/AAAAAAAAAYY/EvuHB8PCySE/s400/05-09-2009_cameron_83.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;oh, i must really mention this. everywhere i go is strawberries. and yes! i bought a pair of strawberry slippers for indoors. ha! i love it manz!&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/8869095706496733358-8043748882171659422?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8043748882171659422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-week-started-rough-but-in-end-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8043748882171659422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8043748882171659422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-week-started-rough-but-in-end-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sgg0ANEiqhI/AAAAAAAAAbA/oq89LWX05nE/s72-c/05-05-2009_makeupday_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7683912572719201386</id><published>2009-05-04T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:19:43.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>what a "&lt;em&gt;splendid&lt;/em&gt;" day to kick-start a week. we spent the day competing for &lt;strong&gt;EMO &lt;/strong&gt;award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5rmyWse3SQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D5rmyWse3SQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you know what, you&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;win this round, alright. and i'm &lt;em&gt;farking&lt;/em&gt; defeated and totally crushed by your nonchalant attitude. but i guess this is what people meant by &lt;strong&gt;WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;you &lt;em&gt;so damn blardy &lt;/em&gt;deserve it, kexi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7683912572719201386?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/7683912572719201386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-splendid-day-to-kick-start-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7683912572719201386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/7683912572719201386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-splendid-day-to-kick-start-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-5157462481584968216</id><published>2009-05-03T15:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:05:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the super delicious&lt;em&gt; TOKYO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;BANANA&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;yummy! my sis bought two different flavors from japan last week. one is original flavor (the yellow one) and another is a chocolate flavor. at first, we found the original flavor is rather bland. but after a week, we learnt to appreciate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recommended way of eating is to eat the chocolate flavor first then the original flavor cos' somehow the original doesnt taste that bland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one on top of the &lt;em&gt;TOKYO&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;BANANA&lt;/em&gt; is also super nice. the exterior is made of premium green tea and the inside is quality japanese red bean. wah! i love this manz. hope my sis can go japan again &lt;u&gt;real soon&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331499396708670738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sf1KdC0HnRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/7ibBW0Rdx70/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;japan has super nice packaging. they wrap the food with plastic, not those flimsy-kind that we find here. after that, they use boxes for the individual packages. and finally, a wrapper for the box. jus so pretty that i dont feel like openin them. jus admire it is as good as eating them. &lt;em&gt;woohoo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sf1KdbkCvAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dDvFOamDDSs/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&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_5331499403352128514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sf1KdbkCvAI/AAAAAAAAAX4/dDvFOamDDSs/s400/Image002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;they also quite&lt;em&gt; 'tie xin&lt;/em&gt;' cos other than wrapping them nicely, they also provide convenience. for instance, my sis bought this delicious 'mua-ji', they actually provide toothpick in it &lt;em&gt;lahz&lt;/em&gt;! and we dont have to diry our hands or look for our own toothpick. ooh, so nice of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-5157462481584968216?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/5157462481584968216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-delicious-tokyo-banana-yummy-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5157462481584968216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/5157462481584968216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/super-delicious-tokyo-banana-yummy-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sf1KdC0HnRI/AAAAAAAAAXo/7ibBW0Rdx70/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1247440348545064608</id><published>2009-05-01T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T23:13:39.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>annually &lt;s&gt;as usual&lt;/s&gt;, today is the day that i cant possibly have missed. we had an almost twenty-year series at sembawang park and now it's HomeTeam Sembawang. i'm quite bored with the place actually. there's really not much you can do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially, i thought i could watch TV programmes since my dad got a suite there. unfortunately, even before we could &lt;em&gt;even &lt;/em&gt;check-in, the HomeTeam management cancelled our bookings. apparently, the &lt;em&gt;ghaumen &lt;/em&gt;was planning to disinfect the whole area. so, we couldnt check-in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so appalled by their &lt;em&gt;efficiency&lt;/em&gt;. it took me by surprise that they informed us about the disinfection plans by the &lt;em&gt;ghaumen &lt;/em&gt;when we were checkin-in in an hour's time (they called me at 1pm and we were going to check-in at 2pm!). i mean &lt;em&gt;ghaumen&lt;/em&gt; didnt just called the HomeTeam at 11am to inform them to close their facilities at 12pm sharp, right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply dont understand what take them so long to disseminate this piece of information to the guests. atrocious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a freakin warm day makes people's blood boils. but somehow, a day outside home made me feel better. i'm now thinking that &lt;strong&gt;THIS &lt;/strong&gt;is the golden period and i should be enjoying my life. i should not be brooding over sappy things that spoil my mood. since i dont really have financial burdens like i need to feed the family, why do i still worry so much and make myself feeling miserable everyday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should stop sulking and move on! yes, &lt;em&gt;i like to move it, move it. MOVE IT!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pQiJJGGLJbg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pQiJJGGLJbg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1247440348545064608?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1247440348545064608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/annually-as-usual-today-is-day-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1247440348545064608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1247440348545064608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/annually-as-usual-today-is-day-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-4159740619448738877</id><published>2009-05-01T01:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T01:35:07.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hope everything is back to normal......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on, please dont be a sucker anymore manz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4159740619448738877?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4159740619448738877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hope-its-back-to-normal.html#comment-form' title='0 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align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;= delayed post =&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i guess the blogger server was down or somethin as i didnt manage to publish this post. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yay! i've got the confirmation from Shape Run and i've 20% off nike women running products from labor day's onwards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a bit busy. haven really got the time to sit down in front of the computer. ha! it's a &lt;strong&gt;good sign&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;though! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmr after 5pm! *smile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4907564266225410219?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4907564266225410219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/delayed-post-i-guess-blogger-server-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4907564266225410219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4907564266225410219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/delayed-post-i-guess-blogger-server-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1861920541869030033</id><published>2009-04-27T14:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:37:47.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a monotonous day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went tuition in the morning. &lt;em&gt;literally went by feet.&lt;/em&gt; i'm so proud of myself! the house is jus behind Sembawan Shopping Mall, which is five bus stops away from where I'm staying. i walked for twenty minutes. it wasnt that bad actually, apart from the hot Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus went to check the Shape Run Registration. it's &lt;em&gt;closed&lt;/em&gt; cos the registration is already full. oh no, i bet my cousin hasnt registered yet &lt;em&gt;lorz&lt;/em&gt;. hmm..jus hopefully, i can run faster and quickly finish my lonely 10k &lt;em&gt;lahz&lt;/em&gt;! ehh..kexi and her wishful thinkings. &lt;em&gt;tsk tsk!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to think about it, i dont even know if i'll get it. apparently, i gave them the wrong email address and it's impossible for them to send me the confirmation letter. the worst is, i've already paid. &lt;em&gt;argh&lt;/em&gt;! since when i'm so &lt;em&gt;blur &lt;/em&gt;=( i paid 35bucks (for the race pack) + 10bucks (for 6mths of subscription) so in total, it's 45bucks. haha! dont tell anybody that i was a marketing major 3 years ago. anyway, back to the original email story. i email-ed them the correct email and hopefully, they are nice enough to send me the confirmation letter to the correct email address.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;searched through my cabinet and i managed to find 30RMB. ha! see if my mom or sis has left over from last time, maybe i can jus &lt;em&gt;kop &lt;/em&gt;from them. i bet my mom wont be interested to go China after the last trip. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm such a sweet girl and how concern i am that i didnt even know something happened. i hope he is alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1861920541869030033?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1861920541869030033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/monotonous-day-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1861920541869030033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1861920541869030033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/monotonous-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6606782462710224208</id><published>2009-04-26T14:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T14:55:37.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;the feeling is jus to wonderful when the first thing you hear is this song...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PTlBiWX274&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-PTlBiWX274&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;and i've jus signed up for Shape Run 2009. &lt;em&gt;yay!&lt;/em&gt; running with my cousin. cool manz!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6606782462710224208?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6606782462710224208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-is-jus-to-wonderful-when-first.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6606782462710224208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6606782462710224208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-is-jus-to-wonderful-when-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-1625208306048853020</id><published>2009-04-25T20:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T21:43:56.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'look where you are &lt;s&gt;going&lt;/s&gt; swimming!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;haha. i went swimming with my dad tis morning and we shared a lane with this lady. she was swimming with freestyle and i interchanged between freestyle and breast stroke. this lady was super funny cos' she nv checked what's ahead of her. when she was approaching me in front, she jus kept swimming and i had to swim away from her so that she wont bulldoze me. after a while, i was quite tired of swimming; keeping in mind to swim away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found tat it's quite amusing cos she didnt really check what's ahead of her, jus kept swimming. even when she reached the sides. i wonder if she ever banged onto the wall before. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the boxes of mochi my sis brought back from japan. she told me was black sesame. then we realised it's red bean. hope she can learn how to pronouce black sesame before she goes to japan.&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_5328612918588499682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SfMJN54GZuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/65kmmaPqBkQ/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;she asked me a silly question today: &lt;em&gt;"what do you call the mother and father of transformers?"&lt;/em&gt; hmm..anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke no. 2 -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tutor: what is 'popular'?&lt;br /&gt;7 years old boy: 'popular' is the place where you buy presents for your friends, and buy your pens and books.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! err..i hope whoever is reading this is laughing. by the way, this conversation really did take place. =) yARpZ!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night, i was sorting out the pictures and i realized we were missing my birthday month's pic. &lt;em&gt;sadz! &lt;/em&gt;i love yesterday - &lt;em&gt;good luck lunch! &lt;/em&gt;and i love my fake smile too. haha..i'm such a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;natural&lt;/s&gt; faker &lt;/strong&gt;(oxymoron).&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328617769750782642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SfMNoR3UYrI/AAAAAAAAAXg/jox4OF_w2u0/s400/04-24-2009_goodlucklunch_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-1625208306048853020?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/1625208306048853020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-where-you-go-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1625208306048853020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/1625208306048853020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/look-where-you-go-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SfMJN54GZuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/65kmmaPqBkQ/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8646860982104431447</id><published>2009-04-23T12:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T14:11:22.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;the Fangs have jus moved to Antarctica. it's freezing out there and the fireplace in our house is not working. fantastic! and i declare that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;MY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; life sucks to the core. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i wonder what has exactly happened. you are so near, yet so far away from me. we barely exchange a few words everyday. in fact, we dont even speak to each other like we used to. i can really count the number of &lt;s&gt;time&lt;/s&gt; words we used. in the past, we discuss anything under the sun, the moon and the stars. now, we didnt even talk much about our favourite sport. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;is it me or is it that there is no more common topic between us? i guess i've become a walking zombie and you've become an eccentric old man. because of the difference, we no longer speak much to each other. it saddens me. really. i wish things will be back to normal quickly. the silence is killing me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPHIqTaevIs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OPHIqTaevIs&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i like this clip a lot, not cos of the little girl but the idea of judgement.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;people always say '&lt;em&gt;dont judge a book by its cover&lt;/em&gt;' and actions often speak louder than words. shamefully, we judge people. do we even realise that when we judge people, they are judging us too?! it's hurtful but still we choose to do it. just how many wrong judgments have we put on the people around us? i guess it's easier to count the correct ones. because of all this untrue judgements, many misunderstandings have created as we choose to believe in our perceptions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we think that we are very educated; but when it comes to moral, i guess we all need to learn from scratch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8646860982104431447?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8646860982104431447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder-what-has-exactly-happened.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8646860982104431447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8646860982104431447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wonder-what-has-exactly-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-8520760970491613970</id><published>2009-04-22T21:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:40:48.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;ha! after 1 day and 1 night of search, i finally settle down with &lt;em&gt;Mary had a little lamb&lt;/em&gt;. by the pictures and description, i believe you have guessed the main idea of this blog - &lt;em&gt;sadist!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so here goes the theme song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dNHitUDJ1zo&amp;amp;hl=en&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/dNHitUDJ1zo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;yes! it's in japanese, which is more &lt;em&gt;kawaii&lt;/em&gt; than the one we learned.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-8520760970491613970?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/8520760970491613970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_22.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8520760970491613970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/8520760970491613970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-4190795923154857201</id><published>2009-04-20T21:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:12:40.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>while allowing &lt;em&gt;crank&lt;/em&gt; to stream more, i shall blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..honestly, the weather arent really fantastic these days. raindrops can just suddenly dropped on some days and scorching hot sun on other days. well, not literally raining; just that the sky is gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've deprived childhood. i'm eating something what the kids (in my era) used i eat - biscuit that shaped like a fish! apparently, it's super nice and makes me happy. amazing, huh? ooh..&lt;em&gt;'m lovin' it!&lt;/em&gt; everytime before i eat one, i must make it 'swim' in the air. i wonder how does it taste like to add milk into a bowl of fish biscuits. ooh, shall try that for my..hmm..lunch tomorrow. &lt;em&gt;yay&lt;/em&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_5326765724277693026" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/Sex5NC1MWmI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/1vT-wFEwp8g/s400/Image000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;recently, i've been thinking (just to prevent them from rusting). you know, when we were kids, we were pretty tired too. i mean, do you feel like your arms and shoulders were breaking? or have you ever had muscle ache on your thighs? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now, imagine that when you were little (once again) and your parents were like giants to you. before you can cross the road, you had to raise your hand high up in the air so that you can reach your dad or mom's hand. as you were crossing, the green man started to flash, your parents had quicken their pace. in order for you (little ones) to catch up with your parents' pace, you had to run. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;see! kids can be easily exhausted without our parents knowing it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as i was writing all these craps here, i would like to share something. quite funny thou. it happened when i was really young and i had really &lt;em&gt;short legs&lt;/em&gt;. okay, not something i should glorify about. i remembered my mom always asked me to jump over a big puddle of water whenever it rained. there was no other way to go because that stretch of road was flooded. so, whenever i tried to jump, i would always end up creating the biggest splash. apparently, i had never failed to land on the deepest depression (given my undeveloped legs). so, i used to hate rainy days cos' i always got scolded by my mom for 'purposely jumping into the water'. &lt;em&gt;ha! have mercy on me!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;poor children, we were always being misunderstood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-4190795923154857201?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/4190795923154857201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/while-allowing-crank-to-stream-more-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4190795923154857201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/4190795923154857201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/while-allowing-crank-to-stream-more-i.html' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6528682685695207696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/6528682685695207696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_3436.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-3456019169282409793</id><published>2009-04-13T12:43:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:52:35.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the sky was gloomy and threatening as the dark clouds floated in early in the morning. it rained, &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt;, only in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent TVC - &lt;em&gt;beautifully imperfect&lt;/em&gt; by MCYS touched many people's hearts. i didnt think very much of the video until the woman said "...it's these small things that you remember. the little imperfections that make them perfect for you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now whoever is reading this, touch your heart and asked yourself if you're guilty of using your own ideals, standards and values as benchmarks to judge somebody whether he or she is good enough for us or good enough to us. when the person appears to be in deep contrast with the projected standards we've got on them, we often feel hurt, angry, betrayed and confused. we may then begin to drive him or her out away by becoming cold and aloof, unappreciative, selfish, unconcerned and uncaring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i'm guilty of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, he show me exactly who i am and how much he care for me through everyday behaviors. he woke up early in the morning to prepare breakfast (scramble egg and bacon) and rushed back quickly from classes to make dinner (seafood spaghetti). he knew exactly what was on my mind. he always makes his presence felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what have i done for him? i was pissed off with him and argued over something that i've promised to give it some time. again, i made a broken vow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i'm sick of the topic and it seems that i always get so worked up when we are on it. the first time we were on the topic, we ended up angry at and upset with each other. then, i thought avoiding the topic seemed to be a solution. however, i was wrong. it snowball-ed into something more serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was terribly selfish. i thought by showing the way and putting in some effort, he wld learn and do the same for me. but little did i know, i was so wrong. i led myself to believe in it. unfortunately, when things didnt go as i expected, i blew my top off. in the moment of anguish, i forgot that my promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changes dont jus appear like that. it needs time. i guess i was jus too anxious to see the changes that it didnt occur to me that it was your emotional barrier. oh, what a wonderful understanding person i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CLHiasNYfDo&amp;amp;hl=en&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/CLHiasNYfDo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="350" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;love is simple but nobody says it's easy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-3456019169282409793?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/3456019169282409793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/sky-was-gloomy-and-threatening-as-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3456019169282409793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/3456019169282409793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/sky-was-gloomy-and-threatening-as-dark.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-836483100855879036</id><published>2009-04-11T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:30:17.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to those who are very curious of what i've been doing at home. i dont jus make cookies. i make my own milkshake using avocado..yummy! it's good for cholesterol and complexion (which i believe). ha! though i didnt manage to find anything scientific to prove it &lt;em&gt;yet&lt;/em&gt;, still people do produce it as facial foam rite. so it cant be that far off lah. - according to &lt;em&gt;FKX's theory&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ingredients: 1 avocado (of cos), 1 cup of low-fat milk, sugar, ice-cubes. and then jus grind, shake and mix them all up using the machine and &lt;em&gt;ta-da&lt;/em&gt;! &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443984532771026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGV_EENI/AAAAAAAAAWo/v5nrswY_dKo/s400/Image001.jpg" /&gt;the FRESH avocado milkshake is ready to be served. =)&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443984762946738" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGW18RLI/AAAAAAAAAWw/iSNqXMuVGCc/s400/Image002.jpg" /&gt;it was raining cats and dogs early in the morning. the atmosphere was dull and everything seemed to be very still. the mood was gloomy. the rain was so heavy that i could hardly see my fingers when i stretched them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people always say &lt;em&gt;sunshine after the rain&lt;/em&gt;. and i thought for a while...yes, i found my sunshine! he was there when i was so down and discouraged. he has always been there for me to tolerate my nonsense and remind me to be strong. the sun is out and i'm smiling again. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323444169650569586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsRHmlgXI/AAAAAAAAAXI/U23XtySKRtk/s400/msn_080409_3.jpg" /&gt;this is how we communicate on msn. &lt;em&gt;woohoo! &lt;/em&gt;i have a love-hate relationship with technology.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443990360267874" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGrscnGI/AAAAAAAAAW4/FWR6gm_OEAo/s400/msn_080409_1.jpg" /&gt;the &lt;em&gt;sunshine&lt;/em&gt; i was talking about! =) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323444169946183314" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsRItENpI/AAAAAAAAAXA/RlWWNnTsUY0/s400/msn_080409_2.jpg" /&gt;when the sun was out the next day, we met up for dinner at northpoint. it may sound bizarre to you but yes, i always love the idea of him coming to my turf. it make me feel appreciated and important cos he has made an effort from the west to come meet me in the north. haha! sounds silly and selfish but yes, &lt;em&gt;i'm lovin' it!&lt;/em&gt; being the greedy me, i wanted to ask for more but i guess i shouldnt, jus like this is good enough for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to watch movie the next day. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443974531979170" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsFwusF6I/AAAAAAAAAWY/SoxO6hGpwKA/s400/fnf4_090409_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGFR9XUI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hipMHczX1Qs/s1600-h/fnf4_090409_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323443980048620866" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGFR9XUI/AAAAAAAAAWg/hipMHczX1Qs/s400/fnf4_090409_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was quite an enjoyable day initially but after that, i spent my day worrying for him. my mind was in a whirlpool. lots of thoughts jus flashed across my head. seeing him suffering such an excruciating pain makes my heart aches. &lt;p&gt;to the &lt;em&gt;appendix-less&lt;/em&gt;: please do get well soon and we shall start our cam-whoring all over again! =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cheers!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-836483100855879036?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/836483100855879036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-those-who-are-very-curious-of-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/836483100855879036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8869095706496733358/posts/default/836483100855879036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-those-who-are-very-curious-of-what.html' title=''/><author><name>Kexi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17621584477816375038</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/SeCsGV_EENI/AAAAAAAAAWo/v5nrswY_dKo/s72-c/Image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-7952175396126821176</id><published>2009-04-04T13:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:51:39.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;SIGNS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uy0HNWto0UY&amp;amp;hl=" width="350" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jus wan to share this short film. it's really sweet, isnt it? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i guess all i have to say is &lt;em&gt;cherish your loved ones like you will never see them again&lt;/em&gt;. let your actions speak; tell them how much you love them today and... &lt;em&gt;everyday!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;these days, i was thinking about life, humans, you and me. it seems like we are robots ourselves but of cos with emotions. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;when our parents bring us into this world, they have already "programmed" us with their DNA strands. they bring us up and nurture us; hope that one day we are all able to live up to their expectations. being an elite in sgp is jus simply not enough. in such a competitive climate, we have to be the cream of crop; THE elite among the pool of elites. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we wake up every morning to prepare to go to work. after eight hours of slogging in the office, we go back home to rest and we do that for the next four or five days before the weekends arrive. then we re-energise ourselves before we start the cycle all over again. this is what 16 0r 17 years of education has taught us or led us to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;doesnt this sound like a cycle? we came to this world to receive education before we can contribute to the economy. to be a useful person, one has to achieve first class honors and only that it is considered successful. but touch your heart, are you really happy? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;or have you forgotten what is happiness? achievements only bring you this much of satisfactory and this much of joy in your life. so what really makes you happy? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-7952175396126821176?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_c8SoPW5ba7k/R7cWyHCu96I/AAAAAAAAAB0/ZfwCWVVOpsU/S220/Kexi_04.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8869095706496733358.post-6899103444101485718</id><published>2009-04-02T13:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:11:12.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tathump..tathump..tathump..tathumptathumptathumptathump.. my racing heart. just feel that i've irregular heartbeat. sometimes, it is jogging, and sometimes running. other times, it sprints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i've started baking and i made cookies. =) and oh by the way, they are super edible okay! my first attempt was pretty successful. my parents and sis said that they were quite nice to eat but kind of sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, on my second attempt, i made sugar-free and preservative-free milo cookies. haha! but it didn't go so well. there is no milo taste at all.. &lt;em&gt;dotz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what i was told by the people around me, &lt;em&gt;don't give up!&lt;/em&gt; my next plan is to make cashew and walnut cookies. hmm..maybe also cereal cookies and that is if i steal from my mom. haha..healthy cookies for &lt;em&gt;the Fangs!&lt;/em&gt; oh but poor thing, they have to keep eating the cookies till i got tired of baking or occupied with something else. hopefully, they dont beg me to stop baking..ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, any takers for my cookies? i make healthy cookies. &lt;em&gt;smiles!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8869095706496733358-6899103444101485718?l=dilemmacion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dilemmacion.blogspot.com/feeds/6899103444101485718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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