<?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-9560668</id><updated>2011-09-06T01:50:15.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughters n tears</title><subtitle type='html'>a place set up for fun...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-390278087650156628</id><published>2010-12-09T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:07:47.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;It seems like an yearly post..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Wedding was the event a year ago. Our marriage is already a year old. Things have moved on.. we are preparing for a new addition to our family! =P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Our little one, as named "Man Tou" by me, is doing well at week 29. He is coming in February 2011. Things started quite shakily for us.. At week 11, we opted for the DOwn's syndrome scan. Thought that WZNN and I are so young, nothing will go wrong. But the scan suggested WZXMT ( Wen Zai Xiao Man Tou) is at higher risk of DS. Apparently he has thicker neck skin fold than norm. That was bad news and I couldn't rest for quite some time. We went to see a private doc at Gleneagles and was told to go for amniocentesis too. So, off we went. That morning was all panic and anxiety as I was told that there will no be any anesthetic, the doc will locate position of amniotic fluid and after cleaning with iodine, the needle will go in......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The needle was thicker than normal, very much like those used during blood donation, just longer, about 15 to 20 cm. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;I didn't feel any pain.. just a disgusting feeling when he pull the needle out. Amniotic fluid is a yellowish solution. I didn't dare to exert myself for the next two weeks, so worried that the hole will start leaking. The risk of miscarriage with amniocentesis is about 1%, low but still a risk. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Three weeks of sleepless nights.. no phone call from KKH... GOOD! No calls means good news, each time a unidentified number calls, I panic. A month later, on the next visit, through the scan, we see man tou.. a BOY! WZNN was excited and asked to see his pp.. haha... it looks like a ltittle corn. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;The genetic report states that he is well with 46 chromosomes, XY. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Appetite has been good, in fact extremely good since day one. No sign of morning sickness except for occasional nauseousness, headaches and slight cramp when I am exhausted. Constipation is my nemesis and the biggest struggle of all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;No more squatting to do business in toilet after 5th month.. tummy has grown to impede movements like tucking knees to the chest. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Taekwondo has to stop and no more jumping around. Weight increase is tremendous.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Today at seventh month, I am a gigantic 69Kg preggie. OMG.. that's 13kg above my pre-pregnant state. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Yesterday's visit has confirmed that WZXMT is growing well at a normal rate, good weight of 1.2 - 1.5kg at week 29. Thus... it means that..... the weight is ON ME! Oh man.... how to lose the weight??!! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyway, we have decided to get Dr Edwin Thia to deliver WZXMT. He seems to be nice and patient dr, someoone else on the forum say so too... Hope that he will be available when WZXMT is ready to come bursting through his amniotic sac.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;another 11 weeks and I will be a mommy... there is still a number of things to settle like sleeping place for WZXMT, the care for him after 4 months of my maternity. I have already ordered the confinement food, so food wise is settled for myself. For WZXMT, i hope to breast feed him and 4 months later, put him on brown rice milk once a day. But which milk formula to choose is a headache and which brand of diapers? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Slowly la... still got 11 weeks to think. LOL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Time to get back to lesson plans for CD.. due tomorrow and I am not anywhere near the end... =P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-390278087650156628?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/390278087650156628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=390278087650156628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/390278087650156628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/390278087650156628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2010/12/it-seems-like-yearly-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-7035257287444025317</id><published>2009-05-26T14:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T15:31:14.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Proposal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;n a sunday last year.. 2008.. still in the lunar new year period. We went to Danny's house for Lo Hei. That week was terrible. I felt neglected by WZNN.. he kept going out with Danny. I felt irritated started throwing temper at him. I scolded him, quarrel over the phone with him. He beared it all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; Though he too got upset by my scoldings and scolded me, he did not get angry for long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That weekend, i offered to stay over at his place on saturday such that he dun need to fetch me from home to danny's place the next day. Surprisingly, he rejected me and sa&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; no need. I tot he rejected me because he wanted to meet up with danny that night. I was not wrong.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;The next morning, WZNN fetched me at 11am. We Lo Hei like the past years. The Lo Hei was good, but too bad, i dun really eat raw meat. After eating, WZNN pulled me to the sofa and told me to sit with him and watch TV programme. Nothing much.. Kolvis (Danny's pet dog, WZNN's god-son) came by and try to get on the sofa with us. WZNN called him to jump up and was playing with him. Kolvis is really cute but also hum sub. he loves pretty girls, so i am always the one who is ignored by him unless there is no other girls around. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, danny's mum pulled my hand to play with Kolvis, like to sayang Kolvis neck. I was mystified. WZNN suddenly jump up and said "blink blink". Zat came out of the kitchen with a large bouquet of flowers! WZNN took over the flowers, got a ring box from danny (who removed it from kolvis' neck) and kneel on one knee in front of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I was first stunned, then i started laughing and tearing. WZNN was incoherent.. i know he was trying to say something in English.. kind of like a proposal speech..but totally incoherent. With a soft curse, he spoke in chinese. He explained that for the past few days, he went out with danny to discuss how the proposal should be and getting the flowers from the shop. He then passed me the flowers.. 99 roses with one sticking out amongst the rest. He said:" The sole rose represent you...." I can't remmber every single word, as i was crying like nobody's business. He then took the ring box, and open it.. with a serious tone, he told me the box is empty because he wanted me to choose the ring myself, so he got the box, waiting for me to choose the ring with him one day. I was speechless and totally touched. I know we are on the path to marriage one day. I never thought he would propose to me formally! NEVER! He is always so realistic and not that romantic. Sweet nothings come infrequently and never praises me with words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He asked, "will you marry me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His friends were cheering and chanting " yes, yes, yes yes..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I nodded my head, gave a soft "yes".. danny's mum urged me to be louder.. i was quite embrassed but said yes, louder this time. In front of his friends, he gave me a kiss on my lips and sat down beside me. I buried my face into his chest and could not stop crying... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I love that moment. It is the sole moment of the lifetime. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Let the pic do the talking:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340025373732594994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUyOTnZTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qYVDPkbqCpU/s320/Image051.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxx8QGuI/AAAAAAAAADI/tLHuyQWy7gw/s1600-h/Image049.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340025366118406882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxx8QGuI/AAAAAAAAADI/tLHuyQWy7gw/s320/Image049.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxW7iU9I/AAAAAAAAADA/RiGVPDq1Gbk/s1600-h/Image040.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340025358867649490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxW7iU9I/AAAAAAAAADA/RiGVPDq1Gbk/s320/Image040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxHs6dbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ny35iYsA72I/s1600-h/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340025354779784626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUxHs6dbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/ny35iYsA72I/s320/Image039.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Since i am already here, i shall just continue with more snippets of our life. Trevor suggested a trial makeover for us (i din know it was him until much later.. thanks uncle trevor!). I forced WZNN to go. He worked night shift the day before. So immediately after he ended work, he went home to bath and we sent for the makeover. As it was troublesome to choose what coustume to wear, we decided not o change and just take photo in what we were wearing. As we did not want to join them as members, they simply gave us two pieces of complimentary photos (one was corrupted.. humpf):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340028849929689570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuX8kJlmeI/AAAAAAAAADY/_nk14bjjFLU/s320/IMG_4247.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On a weekend last year in sep, we went suntect for a bridal fair. I just want to see see look look. A lady approached us and got us to sit down. After listening to her and looking through the albums, we signed a package with them.. The bridal shop is WhiteLink. After signing with them, then we realise that it is one of the best bridal shops around. Recently, i am hooked on the forum with few other WL brides. It seemed like WL is really reputable. The price is not cheap, but i think it should be worth the money. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;We went for gowns fitting in late feb. I had fun changing in and out various gowns. WZNN was simply drolling over what he sees me in. Some were not flattery like the mermaid cut which exposed my fat legs. But other cut that draws attention to the chest area suits me to core. We settled in a pure white wedding gown and a chili red chinese cut evening gown. I love what the designer and coordinator had choosed for me. We will be going for trial makeup and fitting next wed, 3rd june and the photoshoot will be on 15th june. Seeing the pic of other WL brides, i am very very excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, we have set our wedding to be on 21st nov 2009 at RELC Tang Courts. The guest list is difficult, but will manage somehow. Still toying around with many ideas. Guess eventually it will just be more relatives.. then it will be chalet party for friends.. anyway, i dun think i have so many friends who really want to celebrate my wedding..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-7035257287444025317?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/7035257287444025317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=7035257287444025317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/7035257287444025317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/7035257287444025317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2009/05/proposal.html' title='The Proposal'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShuUyOTnZTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/qYVDPkbqCpU/s72-c/Image051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-5009753962579102172</id><published>2009-05-26T00:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:20:16.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting to graduate from NIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suddenly i remember that i have a blog. The last entry was like thousands of years ago... quick update (i know nobody is reading this blog anymore, but i just tot i could write so my own memory, should one day when i am gone, this will stay):&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have completed my practicum 2 at CHIJ SJC a month ago. Now is back in NIE for induction cum enrichment programme. I will be graduating in 2 months' time. i did practicum 1 at Serangoon sec. Mr Koh KT was my sup for both practicum. I am pretty happy that he is my sup as he is realistic and give good advice. Thought he look fierce, but he is just strict as he wants me to do well. I thought life would be difficult to teach in a girls' sch. But i was totally wrong at SJC. The girls were nice and some were thoughtful. I am a slow heater, I do not warm up to students that fast as i couldn't handle how far the relationship can go. I dun wan to be over friendly and in the end lost the stand as a teacher. Regardless, they do no pose big trouble for me. I will work hard and do my very best to teach them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;While i am slacking away at home for these two weeks, i tried to be more proactive in getting ready for my wedding. I know.. can get friends for help, but i have no idea what will happen and my friends are equally clueless like me. Hahaha.. i am a big addict to bride forum, made a few friends there and they provide good advice. I will be going for the trial makeup next wed and the photoshoot is on 15th june. We haven't decide on the location. Somewhere memorable.. hmm.. like TPY indoor stadium where we have tkd grading? i wan to add some tkd into the wedding as this is how we came to know each other. My bridal services is provided by Whitelink. MUA is names Emily. Anyway, will ask if we can wear tkd uniform for the photoshoot. If not, then i will try to add in tkd photo in the montage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The actual day photographer is simon and videographer is johnny. Meng hwa engaged their services when he got married. They gave a good price. What attracted me was their humor and i felt at ease around them. Hopefully they will not disappoint me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am pretty vexed about the guest list. The space is so limited that i have difficulties in deciding who to invite as i have a super big family. I know, close friends... but still got collegues leh? If i dun invite collegues, then maybe things can be less complicated. I dunno la! irritated... see how in sep la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i bought two pairs of heels to go with the wedding gown and evening gown. Actually i can't wait to see the gowns ready. But i am also afraid that i will see it being worn on others. I know off the rack gowns.. but i just dun wan to see with my own eyes ma..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, now with WZNN working at compinte and studying at the same time, finances is going to be bloody tight. I am really hoping that MOE will give out bonuses this july. Otherwise, i seriously cross my fingers and hope that the wedding cost could be covered nicely. I gauge the wedding will cost about 25k.. which about 15k is sure to have from my savings, about 2k has been paid. i wonder if we can really get the other 8k. That amount might be difficult for WZNN esp with the school fees. But i think should be able to get that somehow... maybe borrow from mummy and daddy? Hai.. if times weren't so bad, WZNN could have change job smoother, this headache would not be there. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anyway, i have decided not to be so bothered, but to change my focus.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;here are some pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;my 25th birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrPPV_BBlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aF8dRyvcg6Y/s1600-h/25th+bdae5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339808170707584594" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrPPV_BBlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aF8dRyvcg6Y/s320/25th+bdae5.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Trip to desaru.. 3 cars, ah peh, daddy and WZNN (all cars not featured.. only the beach is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrRPIBlDMI/AAAAAAAAACg/oBTD2-cMyhc/s1600-h/IMG_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339810365983493314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrRPIBlDMI/AAAAAAAAACg/oBTD2-cMyhc/s320/IMG_0021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrR1pbH4RI/AAAAAAAAACo/jFhXe_c0dVw/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339811027784032530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrR1pbH4RI/AAAAAAAAACo/jFhXe_c0dVw/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My little nephew born on 07.07.07&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrSrFBQCdI/AAAAAAAAACw/1CNIalDbens/s1600-h/IMG_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339811945724774866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrSrFBQCdI/AAAAAAAAACw/1CNIalDbens/s320/IMG_0328.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Will update some past events in NIE, practicum school and... The Proposal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-5009753962579102172?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/5009753962579102172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=5009753962579102172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/5009753962579102172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/5009753962579102172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting-to-graduate-from-nie.html' title='Waiting to graduate from NIE'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/ShrPPV_BBlI/AAAAAAAAACQ/aF8dRyvcg6Y/s72-c/25th+bdae5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-3024960429968403181</id><published>2007-10-17T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T23:55:50.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more updates</title><content type='html'>alright, more updates more updates.. as if it's of any importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, school's fine, had great fun in all the ICGs. As all the assignments datelines are hot on heels, hard not to be stress. But still, peidi is coping well. The stress is not from school, rather, from human relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much shit to talk about. WZNN fell out with the "bright" side of megaforce team. Non of my business. It is a two-way effort. If your boss don't give a damn about your life and gave no respect to  your family. When u feel oppressed in a society that pays u no money but expect lots from you without expecting to give you any recognition. For what **## that you stay on, right?&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens between the people involved, all who were not present should not have any comments. If you already hold a prejudice, then don't influence others. Lots of crap from me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am lucky and I know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-3024960429968403181?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/3024960429968403181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=3024960429968403181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3024960429968403181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3024960429968403181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/10/more-updates.html' title='more updates'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-6291082702904746589</id><published>2007-08-13T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T10:52:38.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in NIE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Life's good in PESS (Physical Education &amp;amp; Sports Science)! Pay to play everyday.. haha! But timetable is really not that nice to me. I dun mind staying back on mon, wed and fri.. BUT BUT BUT!! The timetable ends at 7.30pm on tue and thus! My precious two days where i will meet my darling tkd kids.. Really shitty. Hopefully next semester will be better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;I miss the tkd children... miss them.. sob sob..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Alright, better give some updates on my life, if not friends will say:"NO NEWS AT ALL!" heh heh heh.. all u guys want is some juicy news and gossip right? Umhem.. I dun have any!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Anyway, I kind of like my class- PGDE 3D- Yr 1. We are relatively close, except for a few who has gf/bf outside of our class. They are, most of the time, not with us, for lunch, for activities or what-so-ever. For our inter-class-games, we had finished volleyball, basketball, touch rugby, badminton. Currently we are in the 2nd rounds of soccer.. heh heh.. I hope that we can do even better in the next round of soccer to emerge the Champs of soccer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;A lot things I see in NIE, a lot of issues to handle and learn. I have learnt so much from my friends in terms of time planning and relationship issues. They might not have realised it, but I am learning oh.. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Now got to call up the schools for my GESL proj. I hate GESL proj, so non-instrumental!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Update u guys soon.. pls bear with me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-6291082702904746589?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/6291082702904746589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=6291082702904746589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/6291082702904746589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/6291082702904746589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/08/life-in-nie.html' title='Life in NIE'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-448111063243114694</id><published>2007-06-19T16:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:35:30.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th June 2007 - first posting to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Registration at NIE. I like my matric card this time round. No more ugly pic like the one i took when entering NUS. Hahaha! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;WZNN &amp; me sent the car for sevicing before having breakfast in Mac. After bading goodbye to the cute auntie at Mac, we went to register at NIE. No problem with finding my way! yay.. just within 1 hr, i spent $200+ on reg fees, P.E. camp &amp;amp; locker rental. Wah.. xiong..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I saw Hong stading in the Q beside mine in the hall and i gave her a hard smack on her butt without a second warning. And... as usual, she spin ard and SCREAMED when she saw me! not a big problem if the hall was noisy, but it was silent and hush hush place.. her scream was greeted by "shhh" from me &amp; WZNN. Ha! Silly girl, told her i am doing P.E and Bio as my teaching subjects, yet she claimed that she wasn't expecting me. Chey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After collecting the goodies, we went back to the servicing center.. the 'baby' wasn't done yet. So we went to the lounge. After some half hour online, WZNN got bored and took a nap on the sofa while i continue to read my book "Thai Girl". At 5pm, we decided to scan the car park area for 'baby'. The number of cars lining up gave me real headache. Just as we decided to give up and return, i saw 'baby' just around the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; corner, sparkling and ready to go home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Later in the evening, we met up with zhou and ming for a game of pool before sending me home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I saw my posting! SW msg me to inform me of my posting, i couldn't believe my luck. erm.. good or bad, i am not commenting now. I am being posted to do P.E and Bio in Maris Stella High. Muahahahaha! Hi shao xiong, i am coming to give u headache in your dept! I am looking forward to the briefing tml and MSHS life (for 1 month) in next week. Thanks in advance to SW's mummy for driving us tml.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I have been reading my friends' blog.. Weiling-mei sounded sad in her previous entry, but i know she will recover soon. Somehow, i feel that she is somewhat like me.. haha.. deep depression but with super high heights. I feel so warm by her siblings and brother-in-law's replies to her confession of depression. Dan's blog on ppl who like him have multiple health problems  but living fulfiling lives touches me so deeply. Gosh, i am so emo! Dan said to hell with self-pity and emo of like. i agree, we can control our lives! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;T sir's wife got dengue fever in Indonesia, she is getting out of hospital today, i pray that she will recover soon. Sir will be going over to Indonesia tonight, dun worry, i will take care of the classes this week. Last sunday at RTC, J sir commented that he would like to go into semi-retirement and asked if i would like to take over his place. &lt;strong&gt;No way, too heavy&lt;/strong&gt;... that was my reply. *Grinz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Father's Day---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;We (my family, WZNN &amp; me) went KTV at Ming's arcada basement. Xiangming helped us booked a room. Each person ended up paying $10.50 only. Cheap right?! heh heh heh.. I bought Happy meal for lunch.. I got Cordy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Erm... seemed like my story is not in chronological order.. but who cares.. my life has always been so messy. Hahahahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just one more little to juan juan mdm: Juan, don't be afraid, have confidence in yourself. Sir agree with me that you are cute and pretty. Speak up like how u always speak to us. Be brave! I support u!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-448111063243114694?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/448111063243114694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=448111063243114694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/448111063243114694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/448111063243114694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/06/18th-june-2007-first-posting-to-school.html' title='18th June 2007 - first posting to school'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-4840029623643021280</id><published>2007-06-15T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:48:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satisfaction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;I saw... One of my last year's tuition girl's testimonial in the front display of the tuition center. Her bio improved from B4 to A2. Well, not my effort i will say... as Evan took over 2 months before O levels, but it was still nice. She mentioned about thanks to the notes given.. umhmm, i wrote the notes! Muahahaha! Satisfaction! Serious. Peidi is a happy girl. I guess it's time for me to stop addressing myself as a girl. Hmm, a lady, young lady.. but but but.. i am NOT lady-like. Heh heh heh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;09/01 is having a gathering at my place on next sat! Yay! no need to worry that we will disturb other diners in coffee shops or restaurants! but food is a problem.. i think in the end, we will end up with different food that do not complement, and it's just eat whatever u see la! Regardless, i am looking forward to the gathering, although some good buddies are not able to come.. like Ah Jing, Eng and Diputs. Humpf.. sad sad sad... i wonder, after this gathering, when will be the next. As we start to work, have family. Maybe the only other time we will gathering will be during someone's wedding, housewarming and children's birthday party. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just now, I went out for dinner with Yi together with WZNN, Ming and Zhou. Ming met Yi before, and that time sparks didn't fly. This time round seemed different. Haha! When ordering drinks, Yi wanted lemon barely, but WZNN forgotten to say lemon. The uncle walked away without hearing the post-order or lemon. Seeing that Yi didn't get what she wanted, Ming stood up and chase after the uncle to re-order her lemon barely. Kek kek kek.. such a gentleman. Even Zhou acted weirdly. He played along with us! normally, he will be the spectator. BUt today, when we asked him to move closer to yi, he did stupid things like shifting the 20 sticks of satay on his plate instead of shifting the staty plate away to make space. Wah lao.. what's wrong with the two guys today? Heh heh heh.. Yi's charm is sooooo... ermm.. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;When i told Yi that Eng mentioned that Ah Da said Yi had became prettier, that silly girl was simply over cloud 9. She couldn't stop laughing and grinning from ear to ear! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Gosh.. silly. I am happy that she got a job. Just last night she told me she was jobless, 24 hours later, she is employed! Ha ha! good good good. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Alright, gotta go and sleep. Need to wake up early to pack the stacks of paper that have been packed in the dark corner of the cupboard since a freshman in NUS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RnK0NefvcsI/AAAAAAAAABc/kBFcYXpA83Q/s1600-h/Image146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076317873617466050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RnK0NefvcsI/AAAAAAAAABc/kBFcYXpA83Q/s320/Image146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;One of my favourite pictures. Jun (my niece) and WZNN. Isn't that SWEEEETTTT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-4840029623643021280?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/4840029623643021280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=4840029623643021280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/4840029623643021280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/4840029623643021280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/06/satisfaction.html' title='satisfaction'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RnK0NefvcsI/AAAAAAAAABc/kBFcYXpA83Q/s72-c/Image146.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-4573463684055823308</id><published>2007-06-06T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T01:48:58.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay, daddy and mummy are back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my dearest daddy and mummy are home from tibet! yay.. no more maggie mee and takeaway food.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;we sisters had done well on last sat in the preparation for the prayers to ah ma without mummy around.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;we woke up ard 5.30am and started cooking.. er gu came by at 9 with some dishes while da gu and si gu came ard 10 plus with the roast chicken and duck.. and we had fun with throwing the 2 coins (as indiators if ah ma has arrived for the feast).. everyone made their offerings and after some 15 min then i realise that we didn't ask ah ma if she has reached our place for the feast.. lol! bro got it at the first attempt. It must be because ah ma felt happy that bro was at home to invite her for the feast.  i prepared bobo chacha too.. but it was not very pretty.. taste alright.. but need to improve more.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Here's a pic of our proudest dish - cabbage wrap minced meat:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RmwvxOfvcjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V3ilLSQlBKA/s1600-h/Image144.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074483402891031090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RmwvxOfvcjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V3ilLSQlBKA/s320/Image144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;My aunts kept asking me about the dishes.. Haha.. i must say, the presentation was done by me, but ultimately the taste (very much dependent on the fillings) was determined by my da jie.. She was the one to put all the seasonings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;After a morning of cooking and attending to our relatives, us, the four siblings fell asleep together in the living room until er gu came by again in the evening to help us reheat the dishes. Luckily er gu and her whole family had dinner with us, if not, the amount of food that we have left from lunch would feed us for another few weeks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I left after dinner with WZNN to fetch his grandparents to the temple, returning home near midnight. WZNN watched tv through the night while i (again) feel asleep on the sofa. (Mocha really don't work for me! I won't be kept awake by it..) At 4 am, bro came home from a night out with his friends and woke all of us up. By 4.15am we were all ready to set off to the airport. I took WZNN's car while my bro drove my sisters. My silly bro, didn't keep close to us and didn't know which terminal to go. He ended up in T2 while we were suppose to go T1. Luckily, i called my sis before they alight. Anyway, we had to wait for at least another half hour before seeing daddy and mummy. The airport was cold and my little sis kept herself warm by eating sweets and imagining herself in the desert.. Ha! Funny girl.. acting abnormally since entering JC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Daddy bought 2 bottles of Vodka absolute for WZNN and a Chivas regant for bro. They came back with 4 bags more than when they flew off. We head straight to Geylang for tau hue and pork-floss pies before going home. Hahaha.. this is the reason that all of us woke up at 4 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Once hitting home, my little sis and bro drift into dreamland immediately. WZNN helped daddy to set-up the camera and display all the pictures in the com while me and da jie helped to unpack. My parents bought back whole box of books about tibet and chinese-tibet medication. Of course there are food and lots of "tian -zhu". Mummy gave each of us (the girls) a 999 silver bangle while bro and WZNN got a beaded braclet with a "tian zhu" for good health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;See my parents' blog for pictures they took while in China... =&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thyesansiewnam.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;http://www.thyesansiewnam.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Also, here are some picture to show what we had done while our parents were away:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw1sOfvcmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Aq0NpjKmdqM/s1600-h/Image127.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074489914061451874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw1sOfvcmI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Aq0NpjKmdqM/s320/Image127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Dumplings with my cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw0_efvckI/AAAAAAAAAAc/frH42bm91s4/s1600-h/Image124.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074489145262305858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw0_efvckI/AAAAAAAAAAc/frH42bm91s4/s320/Image124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;uncooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw2MufvcoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uOfQ9DaZBdM/s1600-h/Image126.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074490472407200386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw2MufvcoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/uOfQ9DaZBdM/s320/Image126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;my little niece.. well-known in our block as the "dancing mei-mei"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;She is really good in shaking bom-bom.. now her hands and legs are synchronizing. And she can call us "Yi" already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw1-ufvcnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Bl2CVO6duZg/s1600-h/Image129.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074490231889031794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw1-ufvcnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Bl2CVO6duZg/s320/Image129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The finished products..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;No.. next few pictures ARE NOT THE INGREDIENTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw24efvcpI/AAAAAAAAABE/hs6ESJc93Pk/s1600-h/Image137.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074491224026477202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw24efvcpI/AAAAAAAAABE/hs6ESJc93Pk/s320/Image137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Gena's hamsters staying over at my place for half a year gave birth! The hungry father...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw3SufvcqI/AAAAAAAAABM/HAYSfHQOd9g/s1600-h/Image140.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074491674998043298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw3SufvcqI/AAAAAAAAABM/HAYSfHQOd9g/s320/Image140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;The caring mother...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw3oefvcrI/AAAAAAAAABU/9RwbBo5kY8s/s1600-h/Image135.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074492048660198066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rmw3oefvcrI/AAAAAAAAABU/9RwbBo5kY8s/s320/Image135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;And the babies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;One week plus from birth.. now they are fats cuties with some hair and half opened eyes.. Pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-4573463684055823308?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/4573463684055823308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=4573463684055823308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/4573463684055823308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/4573463684055823308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay-daddy-and-mummy-are-back.html' title='yay, daddy and mummy are back!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/RmwvxOfvcjI/AAAAAAAAAAU/V3ilLSQlBKA/s72-c/Image144.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-1186785657907206192</id><published>2007-05-29T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T10:45:54.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss daddy and mummy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I miss daddy and mummy.. they are over in Tibet for holidays.. Daddy will msg us each night and keep us updated on what they do everyday.. Geared with 2 cam batteries and 3GB memory cards, i guess we will get to see a lot when they are back. Hopefully my cousin had brought along video cam too! Although we (the 3 sisters- my bro is back in army tekong taking new recruits outfield and sending dirty clothes for us to wash.. humpf...) have been enjoying days without nagging and such, but we still miss them. No milo ready for consumption in the morning, no "tai yang zhao pi gu..." (sun shinning on bums), nobody to cook and wash clothes.. haiz.. gotta do everything on our own.. On Day 1 and 2, we had to eat takeaway. On Day 3, we ate meimei's cooking. Day 4 we had a mini party with our cousins making 'jiao-zi' and Day 4 yesterday, i cooked Japanese curry and miso soup. I didn't know that i need to cook everything before adding the miso sauce after switching off the fire. In the end, the miso soup was kind of bitter. The Japanese curry was NOT hot at all.. my sisters bought level 3 spiciness. We could get level 5 the next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I wanna go for holidays too.. hehe.. save up and go backpack next year.. we planning to go taiwan with my cousins after meimei finishes her O levels. Another 2 weeks, I gotta report to MOE.. hmm.. hopefully i can survive the 2-year course. Do we get to have holidays hur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It's going to rain, finally........ it had been such a hot and humid period of time.. We had our aircon running last night.. heh heh heh... "shhh... dun tell my daddy and mummy..." (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;"hur hur hur, as if they will mind.. DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last thurs i was sent to buy toto for mummy and 2nd aunt. I thought for the 1st time i am buying, why not i get a quickpick for myself. I told the aunty that "$2-worth quickpick-2 sets".. and she gave me one only... so sad.. i dun get to buy one for myself.. for who know, i might be the one to win the $6.5 million! That lucky winner got it through the quickpick too... arghhh.. if i got $6.5 million.. hmm.. i will get my daddy a new car and maybe a new house too.. haha.. and everyone in the family will get a new computer. Then i can put some $2 million in the fixed deposit to earn interest. Some $50K for meimei's uni fees and blah blah blah... ****dream dream dream****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-1186785657907206192?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/1186785657907206192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=1186785657907206192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/1186785657907206192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/1186785657907206192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-miss-daddy-and-mummy.html' title='i miss daddy and mummy'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-6555447316367576395</id><published>2007-05-26T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:06:29.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am graduating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Woah.. the days of suspense and excitment in awaiting the release of my exams results.With fear, i saw it! Woah... not fantastic at all, but regardless, i could graduate with he expected 2nd lower honours and not dropping to 3rd class. Not wishing anymore than that, i was lucky that i could maintain the stand. HOrribly i did for the project, within my expectations for the person who did the project, i had the least confidence for it. There wasn't any aim in the first place, though my supervisors were the most enthusiatic of all. I went back on wed and they told me that they are waiting for a new honours kid to continue my baby. Gosh.. are they sure??!! The only honours girl they have now didn't want to do.. TOO MUCH BIOCHEM! I know that i am not strong in biochem, and why on earth i decided to do that project in the first place? I guess i was desperate for a project. Haha.. Anyway, Peidi is graduating! Hee hee hee.. I thought this day would never come! Well.. it's coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Currently, me and my tkd friends are planning the 2nd intra club championships which is going to be held in July 07. Hmmm... poor XJ, too much things for her to handle and has been falling sick quite often. I am slacking.. so lazy so LAZY SO LAZY!! Tsk Tsk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Here is the poster i made.. a bit ugly.. but who cares.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rlei9_I12II/AAAAAAAAAAM/h9rVvX5is7U/s1600-h/2nd+Intra+club+_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068699091433019522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rlei9_I12II/AAAAAAAAAAM/h9rVvX5is7U/s320/2nd+Intra+club+_poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Geez.. and the first aid guy have yet to reply!! alamak.. after rejection by red cross.. st john is my last hope... HELP......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-6555447316367576395?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/6555447316367576395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=6555447316367576395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/6555447316367576395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/6555447316367576395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-am-graduating.html' title='I am graduating!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h0x2yBD2bq8/Rlei9_I12II/AAAAAAAAAAM/h9rVvX5is7U/s72-c/2nd+Intra+club+_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-828318729830792448</id><published>2007-05-17T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:21:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expert minesweeper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;I solved it! Finally, after 5 years... muahahaha!!!wosh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last sunday I went for 1st national inter-JC poomsae championships as referee/judge. It was a difficult taskto judge accurately, somehow, i tried my best.. but seemed like there is more improvement. Now i am wondering i do have that standard to join as a competitor. The demo-team of STF performed. I find them real cool. Though not as impressive as the Koreans, but i would say, they had done real well. Dancing, plank kicking and acrobatic movements, impressive. Joyce did the 720 kick in the air and woah.. i can only say, cool.. Anyway, after 9 hours of sitting at the desk and watching all the poomsae intensly, trying not to miss a single detail and judging their performance, i had a terrible headache.. gosh. In the later part of the day, i was so tired that when a competitor did too fast, i simply give him a super bad grade. Penalise him on the lack of coordination and rhythm, and also giving me headache.. haha.. no la, but seriously, when the pattern is too fast, it's really no good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;On Monday and Wed, i went back stalford to take Evan's bio classes. Some of them were my old students, it was fun to see the shock on their faces and the squeal of the girls in bedok makes my heart  goes soft and wanted to take up another class. Xiuli has been asking if i could take bio and lower sec sci classes in amk and rivervale mall. How i wish i have 48 hours in a day so that i can give tuition classes in addition to my own work. However, i had agree Sally auntie that i will coach weiqian in maths and science. Though comparing to stalford, the money that Sally auntie can give me is really little, but i know for the fact that i do not have to prepare notes, thus would effectively take up less time. Still, the pay at stalford is attractive as extra pocket-money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-828318729830792448?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/828318729830792448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=828318729830792448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/828318729830792448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/828318729830792448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/05/expert-minesweeper.html' title='Expert minesweeper!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-3471912800293312859</id><published>2007-05-05T08:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T08:45:08.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May 5th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's finally over.. end of my undergraduate life. I am so worried about failing anything of my papers.. i really have zero confidence this time round. If i fail anything, or get a C.. I will not get my honours.. and i would have wasted all those papers, time, sleep lost and what ever shit that happened along this whole year. i read an article: "to improve your memory, watch an hour less of tv daily". No wonder as i grow older, i can't memorise as well as before. Bascially, i can't remember anything when i sit in the examination hall, and even i want to bullshit, i can't. It's too late to say anything now anyway. I got to look ahead and be brave about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mini had passed away, on the day before my last paper. May she have peace, for no sufferings will she have anymore. She was a darling, a fighter too. There was a blind rhino in a foreign zoo who went under the knife recently for a cataracts removal op. The keepers were between euthanising her or doing the over ten thousand euros op, they choosed the latter. I wonder, is there a need? I have zero knowledge about these animals. Won't they learn to live with the problem? Dingdang is blind too, with cataracts, but she could move around pretty easily at home. Is human too involved with the protection of animals. Providing them with a chance to populate the wild is what we wanted, but look, we are providing them with excessive help, isn't it? A few weeks back on animal planet, the vets did a similar operation for an eagle. For that i can understand, as the eagle require it's eyesight for foraging and other activities. As much as  it was a human interference again, but it was not a zoo pet, but a wild bird. Therefore, the operation was much needed. For the rhino, kept in captivity and well-fed for. Is there a need. Anyone to explain to me? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh gosh, have not been blogging for so long, so much things i have yet to say.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Let's go back time travel to my birthday, a month back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;It was grading day. Sir, juan and daniel bought me a cake at sir's place. It was nice, but kind of weird as i am not use to celebrating my birthday with the rest of the team. Haha.. worse, i had to rush off after cutting the cake as my family was due for tombsweeping in the afternoon. WZNN went tombsweeping with me. It was a breakthrough. I was not expecting that he would go with me, as it was a place that people would avoid normally. It's also not a place that your boyfriend would go with your family, including aunty, uncles, cousins and nieces, nephews. I guess it was all those fun (tombsweeping is always liek a big party for my family, mini bus, food and much laughter talking to my grandparents and 6th aunt) that i told him that gave him the push. Or maybe i was the factor.. remember, it was my birthday, i guess he wanted to accompany me for the whole day. Muahahaha!! It rained!! At the first stop, my grandpa's place. While burning the hell notes, it poured. Luckily, before it actually rain, the children and pregnant mum (meiling) were sent back to the bus. WZNN and i took up the post over the tombstone to shield the joss sticks and food from rain. The buns and fruits were saved! (Very important!! Food mahz.. hahahaha) WZNN held the unmbrella over the food while he stood in the rain. As rain drops fall on him, i felt a tingle of pain but with more joy. At that moment, it affirms again, i didn't make the wrong choice. The rain softened and we started packing off to grandma's. We took daddy's car over. Due to the small size of the bus, we also took daddy's and Tua Peh's cars to the cemetery this year. At grandma's we set up shelter. However due to the lack of sufficent supporting structure, we have to maintain grip on the four poles and a additional umbrella in the middle to create  a pyramid shape. When water began to accumulate on the "roof" we had to drain it away. Each time we try to manuvoure the flow, we failed. Haha.. bro, WZNN and sis all got it. The stream of water went right over their faces.. Haha.. the laughters could be heard mountains away (exaggerating!!=P). WZNN attempted to tie the last free end which i was holding on, to the drain. Tua Peh passed him stick to form a support. It wasn't successful as the angle was really bad. The flow of water in the drain was so great that WZNN's slippers were washed away.. Hahahahaha!! luckily he managed to retrieve it few meters away. After grandma's, it was at 6th aunt's. The rain had stopped, but the wind was fierce. The fun was catching the hellnotes at the burning area. The wind blew the notes out of the container withou catching fire and we had to catch them before they fly too far. It was like old game on tv where teh player get to enter a cubicle full of cash and as the wind blow, they have to catch in the air. The fun didn't actually end there. We had full snatching buns on our way back on the bus. The buns were aplenty, but snatching from each other were the fun we share. We cleaned up ourselves and after our relatives left my place, we got ready for dinner. Despite feeling full from eating buns, daddy, mummy, sisters and WZNN still took me out for birthday dinner. Bro had to do his project and didn't join us for dinner. It was a real sweet day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Lots more to write, but i have to go out now.. to MOE with my cousins for the signing of TTA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;See you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-3471912800293312859?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/3471912800293312859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=3471912800293312859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3471912800293312859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3471912800293312859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/05/may-5th.html' title='May 5th'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-7256796728173481591</id><published>2007-03-28T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T16:30:49.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Alright.. i have signed my mai4 sheng1 qi4 to moe. going to be a minimum 4 years or 5 years thingy.. i am not sure where i will be after that bond is over.. continue? maybe.. maybe not... afterall, things are always chaging.. shan't say things too early. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Today is mei mei's birthday, i bought her strawberry cake.. haha.. and we hv got her fav watermelon. Maybe WZNN should buy her another box of apollo and traumatize her again! Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;From Ros's blog.. what?! ribena DO NOT contain vit c... gosh.. ros felt cheated, poor girl.. haha. Nevertheless, ribena will still taste good with vodka huh? Anyway, too much ribena causes one to produce phlegm.. Get vit c from fresh fruits or juices will do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/03/27/ribena.fine.ap/index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;http://edition.cnn.com/2007/WORLD/asiapcf/03/27/ribena.fine.ap/index.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;here's the link to CNN.com that i copied form Ros's blog (without her permission).. erm... hahaha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well, looking fwd to poster presentation next tue, but it's gonna be a horrible weekend as i need to practise speaking about my project. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Free readical presentation due tomorrow, boss wants my thesis discussion component by fri, tropical conservation project due soon (me and sw still in the turmoil of what's going on with the stupid SARS-H5N1-Migratory birdies title =-P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;alright.. going to collect my 34 by 40 inch poster tml from DBS (Department of biological science) and see for myself, a true "BIG" piece of paper! Haha... hope there is no mistake and the colours aren't too far from expectation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Okie, that's for today.. gotta finish lotsa stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hope things will work out fine for D. He's a lovely man, a great friend and 'sistar'. i hate to see him going in and out of depression.. been like that for a year.. and to think that i hv only known him for 3 years, a third of the time, i see him in this kind of world, how saddening. D, be strong. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;J also huh.. i believe one day u will find the correct, committed guy. He is there, only a matter of time. you are a more patient lady than before, love yourself more and soon life is equally good without those pesky, hum-sap men!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;Good luck to all who are in their final year! soon the trauma will be over.. counting down 14 weeks.. erm... plus exams.... in one month and 10 ten days.. i will be singing like nobody's business! Muahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-7256796728173481591?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/7256796728173481591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=7256796728173481591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/7256796728173481591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/7256796728173481591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/03/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-3320048401908677328</id><published>2007-03-21T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T15:48:35.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mini</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mini is my poor hamster. With born defect (she had only 3 good limbs, her right hand was malformed, shorter and looked like hingleg), as time passes, it was getting worse. Her hindlegs became paralysed and she drags herself around. The hinds are all rotten (now dried up), toes missing and bones seen. Ants attacked her wounds feeding off the meat and attacking her fecal filled anus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;I separated her from the rest, gave her painkillers every two days and provided a padded bed of tissue (changed daily) in the smaller tank. To stops ants attack, i placed her tank in the middle of a basin with a "river" around. I saw ants drowned. How powerful ants are.. to be able to smell rottening meat and launch attacks, scarificing their lives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Mini will not recover.. i am considering putting her to sleep.. but the way she moves around to tuck herself into the bed of tissue, the way her rearrange her bed each time i changed a new set for her, the way she lick at the syringe which i use to feed her  with water. She is still moving around in the tank, eating he favourite sunflower seeds and drinking at least 1 mL of water every morning and night. Tell me how to let go of a small rodent with such strong will to live?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Taking a lesson here, live strong... even hamster could do it.. what's with writing a 100 pages thesis?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-3320048401908677328?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/3320048401908677328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=3320048401908677328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3320048401908677328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/3320048401908677328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/03/mini.html' title='Mini'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-446959963268285278</id><published>2007-03-14T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:34:22.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing thesis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Writing thesis is never fun,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;read from morning till set of sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cannot play and cannot shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;cannot lo-boh a little bit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;(sing to the tune of "planting rice")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thinking back... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It was a horrendous planning in doing my experiment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nothing went good... though results seemed to be there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well.. i hope to finish the thesis asap and can relax.. counting down only 1 week to hand in draft one.. plus poster to be done.. practise speaking about my project.. that's already a loadful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to make life seems more bleak, 2 more presentations to be done in 2 weeks too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I will make sure i enjoy my holidays after final exams throughly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I made many plans:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ learn driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ take 1st aid license&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ lose weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ clear up my cupboard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ attend more tkd-related courses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ go gym regularly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;@ swimming to relax&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt; the list goes on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but i guess in the end.. only half will be done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;due to $$ constrain, time constrain, laziness bounded and new distractions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Haha.. alright.. should go back and continue my thesis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tata!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-446959963268285278?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/446959963268285278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=446959963268285278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/446959963268285278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/446959963268285278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/03/writing-thesis.html' title='Writing thesis'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-117269713578914097</id><published>2007-03-01T04:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T05:12:15.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Milo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, i am not advertising for milo company.. i am going to share my favourite drink in this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Now the time is 4.54am. I have just finished my preparations for marine biology presentation. Daddy woke up and was in a shock to see that i am still awake. Haha.. he went about doing his business and suddenly, he came to me with a cup of hot milo.. heheheh...&lt;br /&gt;And mummy prepare a cup of milo for me every morning (if i am still at home when she's up).. It's really a nice way to start a day.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you my fav milo in my cup.. (erm.. it's actually WZNN's cup.. his christmas pressie from the gift exchange chaos during megaforce christmas gathering - i like that cup and often use it, but mummy says keep for WZNN to use as the cup is too big to fit into the daily cup tray&gt;.&lt;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/62805/Image074.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/185986/Image074.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna to share my new year hp pouch and fan (to keep my laptop cool when in use)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/773139/Image075.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/801440/Image075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/515639/Image076.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/758590/Image076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least the yummy cookies (i mean looks yummy as i have yet to try it) that Terence Sir gave me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/333476/Image064.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/62598/Image064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/88826/Image067.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px" height="219" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/806656/Image067.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last 4 days of chinese new year... xin nian kuai le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last 1 month of FYP... xin ku le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Last sem of uni life..... xin ruan(4) le...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-117269713578914097?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/117269713578914097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=117269713578914097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117269713578914097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117269713578914097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/03/milo.html' title='Milo'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-117134596013328889</id><published>2007-02-13T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T13:52:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His 23rd birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/581932/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Last thursday was WZNN's 23rd b-dae. He took half a day's leave and fetched me after my school. We went orchard to shop.. BUT! we didn't really shop, we just walk around thinking what to eat for lunch.. haha.. in the end, we ended up eating yoshinoya.. duh.. something exciting after lunch?? neh.. we were both sleepy so we went home to sleep! haha... after the afternoon nap, we went to vivo city in the evening. Woah.. it is quite nice, i like the decks, very romantic..&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at "Thai Accent" Not bad.. i like the service, the crew were very friendly and the food were not bad. We had 'thai money bag', 'tom yum clear soup', pineapple rice, 'spicy sour beancurd' and green curry. Seated along the windows, over the waters is sentosa. The cable cars twinkle in the skies.. very pretty. I guess i enjoyed more than he did.. haha... As i still need to go to school the next day, we ended the night pretty early. I wanted to take some photos, but he din wan.. humpf.. his b-dae so he's bigger, so i gotta listen..&lt;br /&gt;he next day, WZNN met me up at bugis where i laminated my certs.. then we made our way down to chinatown where we lined up 2.5 hours to buy 'lin zhi yuan' BBQ pork!! woah.. madness.. first time that i actually line up just to buy something!! along the queue, i was so bored that i took out my hp and started snapping away.. haha... finally some pictures for viewing and memory of my 1st long Q to buy stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/383859/Image061.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/954744/Image061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;caught him on the cam! finally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/302119/Image062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/779997/Image062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;holding on to me before i get the chance to go shopping!! there were so many ppl along chinatown streets .. so many ding-ding-dang-dang!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/1600/545648/Image060.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/425535/Image060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;See the long queue! all the way past MRT station entrance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(last photo taken in a split sec before WZNN gave me the final "eh eh bi-bi" plus the disapproving look in his eyes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;After the long queue, we went back with the BBQ pork and had our fav hokkien mee in yishun.. my legs are breaking!!! i think 3hours of tkd training is easier than Q-ing up... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-117134596013328889?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/117134596013328889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=117134596013328889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117134596013328889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117134596013328889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/02/his-23rd-birthday.html' title='His 23rd birthday'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-117011795268763198</id><published>2007-01-30T08:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T08:45:52.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the almost last kfc meal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last sat, we had a big quarrel. why can't i give more trust. I know what's going on, but i refuse to trust myself and him. why?? i am still asking myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He was forced to eat by me. he had kfc. that was the 1st meal we had together 3 yrs ago. the next day will be our 3rd anniversary. i thought to myself, will we end at where we started? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The story goes like this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He had a long time friend who was once someone he likes. He won't contact, but she will call him up or send sms. He simply brush her aside most of the time. When she broke up with her bf, she will call him and tell him her problems. she will try to sai-nai him. I hated the way that she sai-nai. like when he don't reply her, she will say he loves her no more. she explained that they were only bro-sis. Do you buy that? i didn't. How many bros i have that was used to be after me? I didn't do such kind of stuff to them. I told her, "young lady, i am no idiot and i don't give a damn" i was mean. But i was hard-hearted.  i forced my way through and stripped him of a long time friend. But this friend wasn't beheaving herself. Kept throwing herself in a way that i could take it no more. I understand, as a person who feel strongly about friendship, i didn't want to do that, however, the other party was not at all understanding. Tell me if you are one who can take all these rubbish and not say anything. That's it, i blew my top, i told her off and ask her to get lost. I was silent in the car while he sped at 120km/h. i wasn't afraid. i was never afraid no matter how fast he travel. But i will be afraid if other people travel at more than 100km/h. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I cried, i feel confused tas to believe my trusty side or the apprenhensive side. I know i need to make a decision, it was hard. i called danny up and he came to us. He counselled in a impartial way, siding no one. I agree with his view that i was creating a big deal out of nothing as it was only the friend's one-sided effort. He cited wendy on practicality. What good does these friends do to you? If there is no worth having them as friends, don't. I don't really agree with her totally, but what i agree was that if your friend do not know how to feel for you, don't know how to behave themselves, creating trouble for yourself, then give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;I do love him, i do. I see, i feel and i know his efforts in loving my family. I know how much he doted on me and how much he had gave up for me. I know he had changed plenty for me. I saw how he manages his anger in such a way that i often encourage him to do so. He no longer use vulgarities in front of me. He now dress nicely on dates with me. He rush to my side when i feel down and low in the middle of the sleeping hours at 4am. He force his way through to make sure i am never alone working in school till wee hours. I know he is the one that i want to be with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Just why i can't believe in myself? maybe i had been bluffed too much by others.. to me, trust is hard. despite the fact that i trust people, i always keep a corner prepared that it was all fake. In school, at tkd, same. The same trust to put my life in my friends' hand, but the same heart prepared to face situations that they would stab back at me. this isn't healthy at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-117011795268763198?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/117011795268763198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=117011795268763198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117011795268763198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/117011795268763198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/01/almost-last-kfc-meal.html' title='the almost last kfc meal'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116990069378057223</id><published>2007-01-27T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T20:24:53.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am a bad friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i know why i dun hv super close friends. because i am just not a good friend to begin with. i tend to forget my friends when i am busy. i lack the heart to keep myself updated on my friends' situation. It is not in my agenda that i should be more caring. I am not one who goes all the way for friends... none so far for now.... In simpler terms, i am simply a uncaring, selfish person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nobody had said this of me before. However, that's how i feel. Sorry my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Peidi, wake up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-116990069378057223?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116990069378057223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116990069378057223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116990069378057223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116990069378057223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-bad-friend.html' title='i am a bad friend'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116865710342619718</id><published>2007-01-13T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T10:58:23.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>coming to an end</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;the end of tedious months of work. i have realised the little results generated so far. thanks to zaryl that i managed to churn out more results that i would if i were alone. thanks to chee pheng and jenny who were ever so sweet to help me potong my samples and wash the graduated tubes when i am running late. thanks to youmin for the warm concerns about us working late and xiaoling for her strict disipline in keeping our workplace safe. thanks to aishah who often spur me on and persuade me not to give up. as all these come to an end, another 2 months, i wonder what i would get in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there are ups and down in a relationship. sometimes i wonder as we continue, is it more of a compaionship or the reluctance to concede defeat or is it what human call, love. i am not sure at times, though i am sure at times. my mind keeps flactuating, keeps turning. i am not sure what i want to do anymore. Leave it? Maybe. If only i can have a strong soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-116865710342619718?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116865710342619718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116865710342619718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116865710342619718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116865710342619718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2007/01/coming-to-end.html' title='coming to an end'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116620364135290797</id><published>2006-12-16T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T01:29:36.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wordless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;A late night in lab, I felt the impact of action speaks louder (much much louder) than words. On monday, i had to stay late in lab as the experiment was looooonnnng. WZNN came by at night. Chee Pheng, Jenny and me with WZNN shared 2 pizzas for canadian and chicken wings. I was still pathetically putting my samples through their reaction, afterwhich, had to do transfer to the 2mL eppendorf tubes for centrifuging. This took 10 000 years to be done especially with over 100 samples to be put into over 200 tubes and sent in batches to spin. WZNN helped me to put my samples in the centrifuge, spin and collect so that i could sit and just do transfer to the eppendorf tubes or transfer the centrifudged samples into cuvettes. I was really tired, but WZNN was joking and cheering all of us up, keeping our spirits high beyond midnight. As i approached the end of the experiment, while i put my cuvettes in the spectrometer for readings, WZNN helped me to wash those 100 over falcon tubes that were lying around in my sink. Neh, i didn't ask him to do it.. i was actually surprised when i saw him washing. Gosh, for someone who dun even bother to wash his own plates immediately after meals. I was truthfully thankful to his presence and even more thankful to his help. Can't put to words how touched i was. We worked till 2 plus in the wee hours of morning. Was really shackled... we sent chee pheng back to hostel before making our way to my home. WZNN then went home on his own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today again, i worked till late around 8pm with zaryl as we had to discuss our inhibitors stuff. WZNN came by ard to 7plus to fetch us home. For the past few saturdays, i had to go back to lab to do some work , WZNN insisted on sending me there and waited while i finish my work. On Thurs night, at 8pm, he sent me to school just to bring my yam bean plant and some eppendorf tubes home for labelling. Never once did he complain when i had to do my lab work and couldn't meet him. Never once did he complain when i was so tired that i couldn't chat with him on the phone. When i said i am tired and can't meet him, he would offer to send me dinner and accompany me instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;What else can i hope for? Such understanding, i am ashamed of my tantrums and impatience with everyone else, especially WZNN. Thank you dear dear!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-116620364135290797?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116620364135290797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116620364135290797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116620364135290797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116620364135290797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/12/wordless.html' title='Wordless'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116426317471149569</id><published>2006-11-23T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T14:26:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 4am ride after days of grave digging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Few days ago, the uncertainty of life gripped me too harsh, i used the taiji way and forced this unpleasant feelings upon on my poor victim. My poor usual victim who had to bear all shit and crap from me.. u know who..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;nah, it din make me feel better, it make me felt worse.. i told him, " &lt;em&gt;give me a promising future, i am not sure if i would be a cheapo woman who would run should you be unable to provide for me in the future.&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;AM I CRAZY?! i must have had some unknown spell-casting attacks beforehand.. who on earth dig this type of grave for herself. To tell someone that she loves that she would be running away?! Ha... what a joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Well, the mad girl, ME, went off the phone feeling giddy, light-headed wondering what she was doing. Anyway, the following day she was overly-conscious. He didn't call every few hours like usual days!!!! What's wrong? Was he upset??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Recalling a week ago... the mad girl told him that during this exams period, she will only be able to chat on the phone infrequently as she needs to go into a quite world where she can concentrate on her revision without, absolutely without disturbance. Shucks, seemed like another feet down the grave. I AM DIGGING MY OWN GRAVE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;He spent the day around his parents and after dinner went out to help his friend, Dan, on the plans prepared for a romantic night for Dan and his girl. He didn't tell the mad girl that he was going to meet dan for the night. When she msg him at midnight (her recently acquired practice), he then tell her that he was at Dan's and would be home very late. Mad girl tot.." why he didn't tell me beforehand like before? Is he going give up on me??" It was a sleepless night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;At 4am, mad girl woke up and wonder if he's home. She took out her new 6288 and msg... he replied minutes after.." naughty girl, why still haven't sleep?" Following the msg was his call. Mad girl cried during the call. He noticed it immediately and asked what happened. "I missed you.." came the reply...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Put down the phone now. I am coming over.." "No... my mummy will......." "No more arguments.. &lt;strong&gt;pu&lt;/strong&gt;t down now..." "hey.............." .......... silence..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"open the door" at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;4.45am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, he came. He took mad girl to Macdonald's for breakfast, knowing that she is always hungry once she's awake, and back to his home. The rest of the day was studying together... rather... mad girl study while he finally can sleep after the busy night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The grave was dug but he filled it in with more..... with silence and an appearance at her door step at 4am in the morning regardless of how tired he was after the long night of doing experiments to help his best mate. How can i bear to hurt him more? I would be a total bitch if i do anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Back to study... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4892/701/320/37673/mickey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-116426317471149569?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116426317471149569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116426317471149569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116426317471149569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116426317471149569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/11/4am-ride-after-days-of-grave-digging.html' title='the 4am ride after days of grave digging'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116349123888643470</id><published>2006-11-14T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T16:00:38.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some pic</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/keumgang.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/BB,%20SB,%20AB,%20S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/BB%2C%20SB%2C%20AB%2C%20S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my azoalbumin reacting with my sample&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/Image014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/Image014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my little niece.. yeok guan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/after%20wedding%20dinner.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/after%20wedding%20dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after wznn's cousin's wedding dinner&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&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/9560668-116349123888643470?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116349123888643470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116349123888643470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116349123888643470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116349123888643470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-pic.html' title='some pic'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-116349004328617084</id><published>2006-11-14T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T15:40:43.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some little updates before exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my project is not that bad.. hopefully things will be clearer when my extract decides not to play me put anymore... please be kinder to me yam bean darling as i skinned u.. i made sure u were not wasted right?! haha... chee peng is stuck with 4 of my deskinned yam bean. she has been eating yam bean salad for days.. haha... for those who dunno, yam bean= bangkuang.. the white tubers that we find in rojak... they are NOT turnips! cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;my cousin is pregnant with her second child.. haha... so fun.. another baby in the way for me to play with.. hohohoho!!! her first is only 10 months old.. and it's my entertainment on weekends if i choose to visit my aunt who lives only 3 floors above me.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;my parents and wznn are all encouraging me to join the teaching force.. should i? i am really unsure... i am not confident of myself handling and be responsible for the formal education of any child.. i know many teachers did not do good jobs in teaching... i hope i won;t be like them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i will apply to be a PE teacher.. i know i will.. only classroom teaching is boring to me.. well... let's see along the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;by the way.. i had my 3rd dan grading last month.. and i passed it! yeah!! but more to learn as the patterns are changing.. now we are practising and teaching at the same time.. gotta go back and study loh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;tata.. take care my frenz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-116349004328617084?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/116349004328617084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=116349004328617084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116349004328617084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/116349004328617084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-little-updates-before-exams.html' title='some little updates before exams'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115742159897461231</id><published>2006-09-05T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:59:58.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>endless path</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lab research seemed to be an endless path..... each time i got lost, i go to the supervisors and seek their help.... i came out of the office feeling happier as my goals were refreshed.. however, the moment i step back into my lab, i am lost again..&lt;br /&gt;Well, i believe things will get better.. i lost my record book, lost some of the results.. i hope my lost path is lost.. with the new record book, i will be stronger! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px" height="185" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/0.jpg" width="151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's my agar plate... reminded me of the worms found growing in a woman's breast picture that XJ sent me. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Shanwen's wedding will commence as usual. The three big boys are rushing to get things ready.. counting down less than 20 days. Woah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WZNN will be going for ligment surgery at TTSH soon.... i hope this surgery will help him get better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My grading is approaching as oct comes closer... my patterns are still horrendous... gosh.. more more more practise! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Everyday, i wake up at 5 plus,  reach school 7.30am do work adn attend lectures till 6pm then rush to tuition and tkd. sat and sun are my rebellious days! i refuse to do anything on these 2 days.. but the following monday, i will be filled with guilt.. lots of guilt.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;WZNN has finally agree to allow J to attend my wedding... because she had once commented that i am born to be bullied by her, this pissed WZNN off so much. However, i think she has become a better person now.. less aggressive and demanding. I hope over time, WZNN can forget about this incident eventually. This kindest decision of WZNN had made my day.. and much thanks to Danny for talking him through.. WZNN listens to Danny more than he listen to the rest of us.. luckily Danny is my good "sisters"! Haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Danny is still in a low point. Danny, be strong, i know you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Alright, gotta go and collect my samples from the centrifuge machine... and later gotta go and study for tml's test! arghhhh....... it's going ot be tough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115742159897461231?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115742159897461231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115742159897461231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115742159897461231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115742159897461231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/09/endless-path.html' title='endless path'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115674050226343559</id><published>2006-08-28T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T12:48:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nationals Finale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;alright... joy and disappointments, victories and injuries... u name it.. we have it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;amanda got the gold while the rest from our side didn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;jaysuman fought beautifully.. when he fought with benjamin from maris stella, terence sir din want to coach. Jeffery sir thus becamen jay's coach... i couldn't bear to see both sides hitting each other's head... luckily, no injuries... it was until the last game, when jay was against safsa. both knew each other's style and there was much hesitant.. we almost lost as opponent did score very clearly.. but in the end, opponent's ligament tore. he wanted to continue, but referee din allowed as he couldn't even fight...thus jay was declared winner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;jay's heart went soft, he raised his legs but din struck hard... he was scolded by mdm (we have to struck as we were lagged by 1 pt) i understand how it feels.... but i am proud to know this kind-hearted friend... i hope he will teach me a thing or two.. haha.... then i can fight better...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;jonathan was a disappointment.. i had expected him to do better, but he allowed his fear of pain to control him again.. haiz... daniel, christopher did well.. lacking of experience... form now on.. our training to be real tough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;alright, gotta study liao....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;now is study, grading, fyp and family&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115674050226343559?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115674050226343559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115674050226343559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115674050226343559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115674050226343559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/08/nationals-finale.html' title='Nationals Finale'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115600677138865003</id><published>2006-08-20T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:59:31.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nope.. i din go to any party...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WZNN went.. bash by NTU with danny..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i kicked up a fuss... childish.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;totally no confidence.. not sure what i am afraid of.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;worse, couldn't find anyone to chill out with tonight.. stayed at home, played maplestory with jonathan.. ( actually din play with him.. i was alone in the game... anyhow play... just to kill time)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then i realised i should do something constructive..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i started on my readings..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i am tired.. go sleep..//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday... sch, lab, tkd, sch,lab, tkd..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;luckily got tkd... cheers... i must be drunk without any drinks.......//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shanwen's wedding going on as planned... gotta shop for a nice piece of dress......//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oct grading... i am not well prepared enough........//&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115600677138865003?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115600677138865003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115600677138865003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115600677138865003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115600677138865003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/08/party.html' title='party'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115548289401503270</id><published>2006-08-13T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T23:28:14.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nationals tournment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it's on again.. this year, daniel, amanda and jonathan are in the matches. We are training hard...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;for the past weekend, i see so many future exponent.. haha.. (*with a tingle of sadness)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;coz i envy them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wish i'll get the chance to fight and win back a medal.. can i?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115548289401503270?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115548289401503270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115548289401503270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115548289401503270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115548289401503270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/08/nationals-tournment.html' title='Nationals tournment'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115407284144445075</id><published>2006-07-28T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T15:50:01.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye miss wang come back soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Goodbye miss wang come back soon"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that's the msg that one of my tuition girl put on her msn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;it brought tears.. tears of joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;at least i know i am not a unwelcomed teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i confirmed that i shouldn't go into teaching as as starting career. I may &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;consider the career few years further down the road when i am more settled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115407284144445075?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115407284144445075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115407284144445075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115407284144445075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115407284144445075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/goodbye-miss-wang-come-back-soon.html' title='goodbye miss wang come back soon'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115393212179820962</id><published>2006-07-27T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T00:44:33.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye tiong bahru</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/tuition%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="79" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/tuition%20logo.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;today might be the last time i meet my upper sec class in tiong bahru. sunday will be the last time to meet the lower sec. A bit of reluctance, but i have to let go. This is selfish, i know. Evan taught well enough for the first day. Hope they will accept him and not run away. They asked if i am going back, i dunno how to reply. I said, "maybe, maybe not. Depends on my work"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Children will adapt to changes very fast. Because of my presence today that's why they are defiant to Evan. Next week should be more peaceful. Evan looks good in office suite. Not like the 'boy' i saw the first time he came. I tot he was a student back then. Haha.. Christopher din dare to talk to Evan, he said a male and female teacher are different. Come on boy, it's a matter of getting use to. Qian Qi the usual big bully, she is very bubbly, only that she has to learn to be more tactful. Felix gotta be less critical of unnecessary stuff. Shazanna should work harder and participate more actively to learn more. Madeline the sweet girl. Mark should keep up the good spirits. Many more in the class, i din mention, good luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Just now, i was on MSN with Timmy from Sec 2 class. He is such a funny boy. He ask if he can call me by name, then started writing rubbish.. spamming me.. send me all the winks. The first he sent was the kiss... i got a shock when i saw the lips.. (WZNN not online, so not expecting it mahz). Then before the boy go to sleep, he sent a heart.. Haha.. learning how to use huh... make use of this old woman here. He thought i was the serious type till i proved him worng just now. Hahahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Bedtime.. tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115393212179820962?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115393212179820962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115393212179820962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115393212179820962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115393212179820962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/bye-bye-tiong-bahru.html' title='bye bye tiong bahru'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115349529726135370</id><published>2006-07-21T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:23:21.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my 1st buffer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;today i made the first buffer by myself in the lab.. chey.. u say.. true lah..nothing special.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i calculated the molarity and amount to be used under the guidance of xiaoling. When i added in the water, the powder could not dissolve! instead it became as hard as rock.. i was stirring and shaking the solution for one whole hour before everything settled down and dissolved. I left it there. that's all that i did today.. haha.. nothing great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Mon i will do try-outs of teh techniques on most probably kiwi.. gotta rem to buy on sun.. hmm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115349529726135370?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115349529726135370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115349529726135370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115349529726135370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115349529726135370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-1st-buffer.html' title='my 1st buffer'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115328158005802011</id><published>2006-07-19T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T11:59:40.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day out with WZNN &amp; family</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amide the busy days of doing tonns and tonns of readings, i managed to find a day free to go out. Monday night, i went bedok tuition, afterwhich WZNN's dad says go and fetch me from work. They came all the way from newton just to fetch me. so paiseh... i wanted to go home on my own, but his dad insisted. so paiseh!! his mum even gave me one of the po-luo-bao as she keep thinking that i haven't had my dinner... haha... i ate already lor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, i went MMI with WZNN and his parents for WZNN's checkup. I tot i would be able to get some work done in scho while i wait for their appt to be done so i brough along the laptop. Who knows, i wasn't allow to bring up my lap top and thu si could only do some paper reading. Anyway, after the appt, WZNN went back to camp while i went shopping with his parents. We went to quite a number of places... great world city, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/07191151-01.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 132px" height="132" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/07191151-01.0.jpg" width="181" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;chinatown and then bugis. His mum bought me a 4-leaf clover handphone chain. It's very sweet and nice. Thanks auntie!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After tying the strings at bugis, we went back to fetch WZNN from camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Since it was his dad's birthday yesterday, we went thai express for dinner. (he has a membership card which gives him $25 discount on birthday..) I called up sir and told him that i would be late for tkd training. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After dinner, WZNN sent me home for my tkd while his parents continued to do more shopping. Tkd that night was nice.. i got to do some light sparring. Haha.... and now i have 2 more poom belt. But i dunno if they will join us to train... most prob not.. still young...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;tonight ket and evan will go for inteview at stalford. hope they can pass and can take over my classes... i wonder how about my bedok class... chia how ahhh..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Alright.. gotta go back to my work.. now i am in the lab..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor xiaoling ( my senior in lab) she emailed me so many times, but i din check the mail.. haha... now still waiting for her to come.. my mistake.. maybe go makan 1st.. hungry le....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115328158005802011?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115328158005802011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115328158005802011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115328158005802011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115328158005802011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-out-with-wznn-family.html' title='day out with WZNN &amp; family'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115310081208597472</id><published>2006-07-17T09:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T09:57:06.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache that comers twice a year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It's here once again.. and i am short of one module.. the more modules you have done before, the worse it gets as u will start rejecting modules of similar nature and that leaves u with nothing to choose from. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Wonder what should i take for UE? unrestricted electives.. but still very restricted!!!! *&amp;^%$#@!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="201" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/Shikamaru.jpg" width="183" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;..........................Thinking...............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I managed to catch pirates of the caribbean last fri eve with wznn and my sisters. It was a nice show!! I didn't watch part one, so i was kinda blur thru the show.. haha.. after the show sis explained to me and finally i saw the whole story line.. muahaha... What i enjoyed thru the show was the effect and humour.. it was super funny especially when they are at the man-eating native island. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Is this the last show for yr2006?? hmm...still thinking....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115310081208597472?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115310081208597472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115310081208597472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115310081208597472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115310081208597472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/headache-that-comers-twice-year.html' title='Headache that comers twice a year'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115285056104067726</id><published>2006-07-14T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:16:01.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After extraction</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Long afternoon being alone after the dentist. So disturbed by the swollen cheeks that i can't concentrate on my readings..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So disturbed....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/swollen%20face%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/swollen%20face%202.jpg" width="191" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;In the evening, everyone had a good look at my swollen face and I purposely disgust them by allowing blood and saliva to flow out into the plastic bag of tissue and cotton. Wen zai nui nai came after work. We went for his session with the Chinese physician. He had acute puncture on his tummy and shine area. After the needles, he received the sucker tube treatment. Doc says he has rheumatism and weak bones.. haha.. more calcium and more swimming.. yay… now we can go swimming together, time to buy a new swimsuit officially. When he tried to stand, the pain on his back still persist, doc then decided to poke another needle…. Scary one…. Right in the middle between nose and upper lips. The most painful area, the one which we press to wake up a person who had lost conscious. I held his hands as the doc push the needle in. I saw the pain as he tensed up and tears rolling in his eyes. After the “ordeal”, we went home, feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to have porridge with soy sauce that night. WZNN ate seafood soup with rice. I was in pain but could not eat my painkiller unless I eat, but I really do not feel like chewing. So I refused to eat. Despite all the sweet talking, WZNN couldn’t get me to open my mouth to eat. So he went the hard way. He chews up the meat, rice, porridge, tofu and fish. Then he place on a soup spoon from which he force me to eat with a teaspoon. He carefully chews up the food, removing any fats from meat, skin from fish and hard rice before feeding me. I cry as I eat.. no, it wasn’t the pain. It was the feeling.. a special feeling. I saw and felt the care and tenderness in him blending the food so carefully. After 2 spoonfuls, I stopped as I dun feel like eating. “Eat some more, cannot eat only 2 spoon” I shook my head like a child. He frowns and picked up the teaspoon and started feeding me. After half hour, I finally finished another 2 spoonful which makes him feel satisfied that it is an ok amount for dinner. He finished the remaining food and clears the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I ate my medicine and felt better eventually. Thank you WZNN. Hahaha… he coming over to visit me after work later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/the%202nd%20day.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 108px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px" height="138" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/the%202nd%20day.jpg" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Feeling better!! haha... can smile lohz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;But still the swollen cheek!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115285056104067726?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115285056104067726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115285056104067726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115285056104067726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115285056104067726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/after-extraction.html' title='After extraction'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115284912035793455</id><published>2006-07-14T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T12:08:55.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wisdom tooth again</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wisdom tooth again.. I took out #3. yesterday Haha.. more scary this time. More drilling and stitches even. Previously I didn’t need any stitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I arrive at the dentist on the dot 2pm on 13th July ‘06. Before I could sit and relax, I was ushered into the room. First, the dentist examined my tooth visually. I told him I wanted 2 teeth to be out but he rejected as it would mean difficulty in eating and having good rest for many days. This was followed by an x ray which took less than a minute. After tying up my hair while the dentist have a look at my x ray and the nurse placing a bib on me, I lay down on the blue chair which looks less intimidating than those old brown ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go. A total of 3 shots of anesthetic were given. I felt it going through my left cheeks, going along the lower gum and I am not too sure for the last shot. After a minute of wait, I was numbed from left ear to left side of my lips. How I was it was a GA (general anesthesia)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A sucking tube was inserted to get my saliva and blood out of the way controlled by the nurse. I saw the first equipment – tiny scalpel, much smaller than the one we use in lab. I felt him cutting my gum around the teeth (of course no pain). I was scaring myself... I thought of the blood spurting and oozing out just like the time that I cut the frog. I close my eyes, clasped my fingers around my pink wallet and tried to think of something nice while hypnotizing myself to further numb my whole face. (MST- mental skill training- a benefit from attending coaching course)&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was pulled to the maximum; I thought my lips were going to give way anytime. It was hard to reach inside. My stomach squirms and tensed up as I heard the drill. The dentist kept me informed of the happenings in my oral cavity, “some drilling ya.” “ urhhhhh…” that’s all I can manage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drilling.. drilling.. more drilling…. Change of drill to a long and straight one. Drilling, drilling and more drilling. My ear itched from the vibrations. Haha.. wanted to scratch my ear…&lt;br /&gt;All of the sudden, no more drilling, I could only heard the sucking sound of the sucker. I saw the tweezers. “A bit of cracking sound ya.” I heard the dentist’s assuring voice/. “crack.. piaz..” I felt a bit of tearing very much to tearing not fully cooked chicken meat off the bones. Oooh… after 4 times, “the tooth is out” I heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“Whew..” I said in my mind. I thought that’s it. I am fine.. a bit of rest should be enough. My lips were as dry as can be, but the back of my knees were wet from perspiration. A piece of cotton was placed in my mouth, “a moment of rest and we will stitch up ok.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/bloody%20cotton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 111px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" height="249" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/bloody%20cotton.jpg" width="163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STITCH!!! Goodness, I simply keep ,my eyes shut while I rest trying to remove my mind from a needle weaving in and out of my mouth. However, curiosity took the better of me. As I felt the dentist approaching, I open my eyes and saw the bloody cotton being &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;removed and removal of the ‘sewing kit’ from its wrapper. It wasn’t a straight sewing needle, more like a fish hook! Fainted**&lt;br /&gt;4 or 5 stitches… I think… not sure as I took peeks between each stitch to see if he was done sewing up. One of the moves, I felt the pain.. just like an ant bite as the needle went through the back of gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;“ok! Done” Finally.. I was lifted to sitting position and lowered nearer to the ground. 5 days later I will return to remove the stitches. 400 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I kept my mouth as tightly shut as I could to prevent saliva from flowing out, but the worse thing that could ever happen, I hiccup! Haha.. luckily nothing disgusting flow out. I took 119 and went home. Daddy offered to fetch me, but I was already on my way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/swollen%20face%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px" height="166" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/swollen%20face%201.jpg" width="184" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Immediately after the extraction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;The stiches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/with%20the%20cotton%20in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" height="200" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/with%20the%20cotton%20in.jpg" width="127" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/see%20the%20stitches_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" height="116" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/see%20the%20stitches_edited.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115284912035793455?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115284912035793455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115284912035793455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115284912035793455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115284912035793455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/wisdom-tooth-again.html' title='wisdom tooth again'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115274516254343635</id><published>2006-07-13T06:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:59:22.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the middle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;finally miss ruby agree to let me go. But first a teacher taking over has to be found.. rather 2 or more teachers. The 5 classes, 1 at bedok, 4 at tiong bahru need teachers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;I need one or two teachers to take my tiong bahru sec 1 and 2 students plus sec 3 and 4 bio students. Another teacher to take my bedok sec 3 bio students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i know they would find a better teacher than me, at least i hope.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Miss ruby will not try hard to help me find replacement and i can only leave after a replacement is found. Therefore, i will find on my own. At least i would somewhat know the person taking charge of my students. As naughty they are, but they are still my students, at least at this very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Well, i hope marcus and chia how can come up with some ideas to help me.  Thanks guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thanks to huijing who is helping me to prepare the notes for lesson now. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115274516254343635?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115274516254343635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115274516254343635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115274516254343635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115274516254343635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/in-middle.html' title='in the middle'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115249598459925380</id><published>2006-07-10T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T09:57:19.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>july grading week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;It was a busy week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;1. i managed to clear all the readings for my project, now my task is to arrange them in a comprehensive manner and present to Prof and discuss the feasibility of the project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2. i finished the ncap course.. woahaha!! Meagforce sent a total of 9 of us down for the course: Joson, Kenji, Sylvia, Mingli, Jac, Huat, Daniel, Wen zai nui nai and me. I hope all of us can pass... if i pass, i will get my full coaching level one cert! i hope i do.. the examiner didn'e make any remarks when i conducted my class.. so i guess should be ok ba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;3. Binny (my gerbil) fell sick, it abdomen area was so bloated. i brought it to the vet, it may be liver problem or right heart hypertrophy. However as it is still relative active, most prob it will be liver problem.. the vet used a needle to drain out most of the liquid and put it on medications (diuretic) to allow removal of water. I got to fed it 2x a day, luckily mei mei helped me to feed it yesterday when i was busy with tkd. Thanks mei mei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The vet says it's hard to diagnose unless we can do a blood test, however, sucha  small animal, it is hard to get enough blood for the somplete test. to do a liver tissue check, it will be costly and not wise for small animals. The day at vet cost me $70/=.. haiz... money money.. but now binny is recovering well, it is not lnger so bloasted..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well, now i gotta go out and meet yi for lunch.. tata.. will send an email to prof tonight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115249598459925380?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115249598459925380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115249598459925380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115249598459925380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115249598459925380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/july-grading-week.html' title='july grading week'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115200100248577622</id><published>2006-07-04T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T16:16:42.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe not that bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;to be fair.. i hv always been complaining bout wen zai nui nai as and when he make me angry.. but i seemed not to have written anything that i made him fed up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;haha... well, human nature.. it's always easy to put the blame on others.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Last friday, papa, mamee, wen zai nui nai and me went out shopping. We first went to settle some cpf stuff, i went with papa while wznn and mamee waited in the car. Now i know singpass is so very important.. because papa forgot his singpass, we had to queue up for so long before we can get a new one.. alamak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Done with getting cpf statement, wznn drove to his appointment at SGH while the three of us went chinatown shopping. We each ate a big bowl of bah-chor-mee.. the fishball were big and juicy.. it's a teochew fishball noodle stall at the pearl center.. yummy yummy!! Satisfied with the noodles in the stomach, mamee wanted to go shopping for a big. So while papa waited for us at the "garden" (an area where old ppl can sit just outside the shopping center.. oops.. i am not saying papa is old har...), mamee and i went in to shop. After much discussion, mamee finally bought a Guy-L (dunno how to spell) bag.. it was 50% discount at the price of $99.00 since it was the last of the two pieces in this series. I won;t bear to buy lor.. but since mamee likes it and she dun really always go shopping, let her buy lor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After shopping, wznn had also finished his apptm, so we went over to IKEA for more shopping. Finally at 8.30pm, then we were staisfied at what was bought.. and thus made our way to Tampines mall to meet mamee's friend to collect her trousers for the new job.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;We had dinner at the restaurant. So long i have not been to TM.. majority din change, only that the 4th floor has quite a number of restaurant now. I was so full that i din finish my sphaggttie.. haha.. feel like a pig after eating so much for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;We went home after dinner and start to assemble the clothes drawer, mirror and clothes rack. I bought a clothes rack too (though mummy complained it was a bit too big, but the wheels are nice and smooth).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;At midnight, wznn sent me home as the next day we will have to attend the coaching course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The next day, i had a horrible stomach upset.. i felt like vomitting and kept having diahhorea... upon self-diagnose, we think that it was stomach flu. Throughout the whole afternoon, i was praying that i won't need to go toilet.. haha.. luckily there was only once, but it was during break time. We bought bread from the "antique" bakery along whampoa after the course.. wznn's brown sugar bread and the bottle of kaya was found missing yesterday (2 days after buying). I wonder if it was me who left it in the car or his parents finished it... haha.. gotta remind him to check later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Despite the bad tummy that day, i still can eat "zhu-zhar-tang" pig organ soup from my fav stall in 38wang for the late dinner at 9pm. *Tsk *Tsk Due to early tuition class on sun, wznn had to send me home fast.. and he even parked his car just to send me up to my door step.. haha.. a bit not use to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;The next day, after i ended my tuition at 12.30pm, i was surprised by wznn sitting at the tuition center lobby waiting for me!! usually he will reach after my class ends to pick me up at the passenger stand, but today, he made the effort to wake up early and really "wait" for me. Now my students really believe that my collegue, Mr Teo is not my boyfriend... been trying to convince them for the past half a year.. finally it's done! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Now i got to return to my readings before i fall asleep again.. tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115200100248577622?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115200100248577622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115200100248577622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115200100248577622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115200100248577622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/07/maybe-not-that-bad.html' title='maybe not that bad'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115146463521841620</id><published>2006-06-28T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T11:29:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad phone call</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;today morning, i went to wen zai nui nai's place to meet his parents. After they packed and got ready to go, we went civic center to the bank. we check mamee's signature and signed the giro form. Afterwhich, they went malaysia while i took 161 home. I went hougang mall to collect some brochure for mamee and then took another bus to heartlandmall to help bro return his vcd. i had to help him pay $2 for late return.. humpf.. but nvm larz.. i then walk home from there. It was a boring morning so i bought a tub of chocolate oce cream to cheer myself up.. however, after eating.. i got headache.. sianz....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;In the evening, i went for hg tkd class.. alright.. had a lot of fun with my white belt and poom belts. Siyuan and weilong came down earlier to train kicking with us. i hope that they can get their poom belt fast.. Shaun came for training.. not bad.. only 2 lessons, he was able to go 1/3 of the pattern though i will need to do with him... haha.. i think sir got make him practise at home..&lt;br /&gt;after class, the poom belts and black belts stayed back to practise pattern together.. that was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;When i reached home, i called wen ai nui nai immediately as i was worried that he will have to sleep soon, i wanted to chat with him before he goes to bed. In the call, we ended up having a squabble. i hate it.. i agree that i was in the wrong for the first part of quarrel. i was impatient to listen to him teaching me the competition area and stuff like that. he was fed up with me asking me more than necessary question and to him, i simply refused to agree with what he said.&lt;br /&gt;But after that episode, i apologised and there was not acknowledgement or what from him. i just brush it off since he seemed to gave his attention to the news. &lt;em&gt;(someimes i dun like to chat with him when he is watching tv and on the phone at the same time... while i was whole heartedly on the phone, he was only half her half there. i know i can't cope with both task at the same time, so usually i do not)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;he went on happilly criticising the soccer matches while i could just listen. suddenly, he ask what should he plan to play for his cohesion.( cohesion is the time for team bonding in his camp) i din catch what he mean by cohesion as the word din click to me immediately. As he was on soccer topic earlier on, i tot he was saying 'croatia'. But i rem be scolding me once about assuming what he said. ( he told me that if i am not sure what he said, ask and dun assume). so i asked "hur, what??" then he got angry.. he said:"you dunno what is cohesion meh? your english is good, how can u dunno" Damn.. not that i dunno the word, but it just din click to me!!&lt;br /&gt;i was really mad.. tears streamed down but i kept my silence. He said why&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;everything i made it seemed that it's his fault. i was speechless... maybe i did.. i dunnoe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;last wednesday, i got out from home earlier to tuition at TB. Seeing that it was still early, i tot i could just meet him and take a train together. (i forgot that he would take to jurong east then change home. i tot he would take to marina bay then change.) i msg him if he would take bus from camp to bona vista then change train to marina bay then head home. He replied that he go dover. fullstop. so i tot, alright, dover also can. from dover, we take train together and i can drop off at TB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i msg him again to ask if i can call him. he said not yet. so i msg him if i can travel with him form dover. there was no reply. i msg again after 5 mins.. still no reply. i tot to myself, if he still dun reach dover by 6pm, i will go back TB myself lor. At 6pm, he called and told me he is on the bus to jurong east as he had missed the bus to dover.he din see my msgs as he was rushing and also his phone was faulty. So i simply replied "ok lor, then i go back TB". i mean it wasn't his fault or what, just too bad that i dun get to meet him. i asked why he din correct me when i was confirming his travel path home. (he din correct me that he will be going towards jurong.) he was angry and said that i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know that he dun go by that way home. Everything in his life i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;It's very weird, when i tot i know and i make mistake, he will scold that it's because i din ask, i simply assume. When i ask, he scold and say that i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know and the question irritates him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;He said i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know he is a very conservative guy, so he dun like his gf to play online game. How would i know if he was the one who asked me to play for him. When i am not sure about his items on the game, he scold and say i hv been meddling with his account for so long, i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know which belong to me. Why is it that i &lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt; know everything??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sometimes, i felt that this relationship seemed to be falling apart. Sometimes, i felt that he is so used to me being around him and whatever i do is a '&lt;strong&gt;should&lt;/strong&gt;'. Each time he fetch me from tuition on sundays, i always say thank you or give him a kiss as a form of appreciation. I dunno if it is really that i am taken for granted or i am stupid enough not to notice how appreciative he is. Each time we qauarrel, i hope that i will lie in hospital the next day and unable to do anything for him. Through this, i hope to know how important we are to each other. maybe i am not important at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Tml he is going to see Doc Marcus Tan, he asked if i am going with him. i said no... he asked why not, haven't i been always going with him.. i tot to myself: "is he expecting it from me? taking to it that i will go with him just because i have been attending all the sessions together with him so far?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Sometimes, i feel that i am not that important afterall, i am but just a  gf only mahz.. can find another one if this dun work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;suicidal thoughts? maybe. but that's stupid. i hv more ppl who loves me. maybe i am suffering from &lt;strong&gt;ASD &lt;/strong&gt;(&lt;em&gt;attention-seeking disorder&lt;/em&gt;), it must be.... i diagnosed it when i hit 22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115146463521841620?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115146463521841620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115146463521841620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115146463521841620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115146463521841620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/bad-phone-call.html' title='bad phone call'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115133401721112790</id><published>2006-06-26T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:26:00.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so many things can happen within a week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had fun attending the 1st weekend of ncap course with rest of the team.. i now think of my ncap theory which i went alone.. it was so pathetic.. ALONE... (self-pity) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm having jitters about coming oct grading..my goodness.. must use the MST (mental skill training) programme to calm myself down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wen zai nui nai's best buddy, D broke up with his gf, W. I dun think he will read my blog.. well.. i think only 2 person read anyway. (haha.. so pathetic.. self-pity AGAIN) I hope he can pick himself up quickly. I know it hurts especially when things are not simple as just a misunderstanding or incompatibility between the 2 of them only.. i'm praying for happiness to be showered upon him asap..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wen zai nui nai is also having prob with his another buddy, ming. Due to the input of other new-found friends, he found it hard to go out with his buddy. Ming's friends simply dun click with wen zai nui nai. Well, what to do.. avoid going out together lor..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tomorrow i am going out with wen zai nui nai's parents.. without him.. haha... just to bring them to the bank and singtel shops... Haha, wen zai nui nai was complaining that his mummy pamper me more than she pampers him. When he ask me to do stuff for him, he will get a scolding from her.. last last weekend i wanted to give him a surprise, i slipped into his house to cook red bean soup(RBS) and dinner for him and his parents. (i hv his house keys) I called his dad to tell them to come home and eat while i trick wen zai nui nai to go home bath before fetching me out for supper. (normally i won't ask him go eat supper lor.. our houses are so far away.. to think that he still din suspect anything). when i heard someone opening the door, i went to open it, and wen zai nui nai was standing there with Jac and Huat!! Haha.. he tot he could come home, bath and then send them home before picking me up. Big surprise!! Anyway, the porridge was a disater.. i cooked to much and it dried up by the time papa &amp;  mamee eat.. haha.. the red bean was worse. Wen zai nui nai was too "liang" so i cooked RBS,.. but i used the old red beans that his mummy brought dunno how many donkey years ago (they refused to soften)... should hv just used the ones that i hv just bought. Now i will think 10 000 times before i pull such stunts again! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got my fyp, with dr Ong..on protease inhibitors in local veggies.. a lot of readings to do.. tml lar.. tired now.. especially after reading the ncap notes and doing lesson plan for the ncap project. I am worried about having not enough time for school and proj, i wanted to give up my tuition classes on sundays.. but it's too late and so irresponsible of me to quit now as the students have gotten used to me and also their exams will be in oct. I took up this job and i gotta finish it. Yes.. that' s my spirit. Never say die!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bro seemed to have prob with his girl too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I met his gf on the train last week. She saw me and sat beside me.. Something that u guys will never imagine. When she at my place, we were transparent to her (so was she to us lor)! Anyway, she told me my bro will be home the following day.. but i know he is at home at that very moment! my goodness, only after msg-ing him later on then i know he lied to her that he was in camp as he wanted a day off (from her).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i found bro weird these days. He had a week off last week. He didn't really go anywhere except going to cycle and running and his usual clubbing on sats. He even ask me and lin out for a swim! well, it's weird after so many years (4yrs) that he quarrel and distanced away from us. But now, we love the him now. He watch shows with us and go out dinner with us. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Coming back to his love woes. i saw him on msn with his ex telling her bout his prob with the gf now. I know about his ex-gf. he was only in sec sch, so mummy was really against it. He still have all the love letters he wrote but never sent to the ex-gf. His told the ex-gf that he wanted to break up with the now-gf......??!! subsequently, mummy found a letter he wrote to now-gf that he wanted to break. But it wasn't a heartless enough letter. Till now, i am still unclear about the status. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Haiz.. we have never quite like the now-gf.. so even if they break we also wont feel much. I hope my bro can find someone better and suitable. AND can click with us like a family.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enough said. I wanna sleep liao.. must wake up early.. see if can go exercise in the morning or not... (i am so lazy!!!).. then after that go fetch wen zai nui nai's papa and mamee go shopping.. i am looking fwd to tkd training on tuesday... haha... coming to the 12th annivesary of me joining the club!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;legend:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(my parents--&gt; daddy, mummy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(wen zai nui nai's parents--&gt; papa, mamee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(bro--&gt; my younger brother)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(tkd--&gt; taekwondo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;(dr Ong --&gt; dr ong bee lian)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115133401721112790?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115133401721112790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115133401721112790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115133401721112790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115133401721112790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-many-things-can-happen-within-week.html' title='so many things can happen within a week'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115094154583266843</id><published>2006-06-22T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T09:59:05.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting brighter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;yipee.. things are looking better... this morning, Dr Yeo and Dr Ong repplied my email and both are willing to take in honours students. Tomorrow i will go and meet them in school. Great.. but i think most probably, i will have to reject Dr Yeo as he is doing on taxanomy. I think this won;t be useful for my future work. However,  if i want to work in the zoo, this will be useful as it has got to do with wildlife... i will have a talk with the Prof and see how first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Sir was saying that he has a programme planned for me that will commence after July's grading.. arghhh... but i am looking forward...  i really want to pass the grading.. and I WILL TRAIN VERY VERY HARD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;SW is going to quit her job at Stalford.. she quite busy too... anyway, she is going to treat me to canadian pizza!! Muahahaha!! (not because she is quitting, but other reason lah) lucky girl going to hongkong too.. aiyoh.. i  oso wan go overseas... haha.. go taiwan to eat, go hk or thailand to shop, go japan to see pretty girls, go switerland to skii and go belgium to eat chocolates, then finally go australia/ new zealand to farm!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I dreamt that Wen zai nui nai scolded me stupid and his mummy slapped him for scolding me!! i am crazy!! muahahahahahahahahhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;alright, back to reality... off to do my work and later train a bit of pattern... today's schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;3pm sec 1 science tuition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;6pm sengkang tkd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;7.30pm buangkok tkd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;luckily got daniel to help me for buangkok.. if not, i won't get there on time... thanks boy! &lt;em&gt;(daniel is my "son", xian juan is his "nanny" ??!! so messy.....)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115094154583266843?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115094154583266843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115094154583266843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115094154583266843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115094154583266843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/getting-brighter.html' title='getting brighter'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115076800139220851</id><published>2006-06-20T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:46:41.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the past 4 days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I met junmin at 2pm in heartland mall for shopping and visit to amore. She wanted to sign up with the fitness center to shed some kilos. Well,it's time anyway.. haha... then we went to eat dim sum at wisma atria foodcourt. The har-gao was damn big!! though 3 for $4.. but the size tells u that it's worthwhile. After lunch, we shopped around. She bought some bras at PS.. afterwhich, we went to meet koh seng at pu tien restaurant. It is a 'xing hua' restaurant. The food is alright, i like the bamboo prawns. very juicy and sweet. But i dun like the cold bittergourd. It was cripsy alright, but we had to dipped in honey which i think sugar would be better. I still prefer bittergourd in some salty forms. We had clams too. it was a lot, and only eaten by kohseng and me.. cannot finished. Been a long time since i last ate that.. haha... we had a long chat for the night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i slept till 11 am.. i missed my superband replay!! arghh... forget it.. coz my fav JUZ-B is out... haiz.. i think they are good.. but too bad.. superband = rockband in most ppl's idea. Afternoon was tkd time for me. Some improvment from last week. But i seemed to have a big burden when i do pattern. I am so worried about getting it wrong.. and i dun enjoy doing patterns as much as i do previously.. can i do the old patterns??!!&lt;em&gt; grading.. countdown: 3mths + 2 weeks&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i finally got a laptop a HP laptop.. it is a second-hand from danny.. Not a problem with me as the laptop is still new, other than a little scratch.. the functions are great.. haha.. that's the good thing having friend who meddle with electronics!! the memory space a quite an amount and he din delete the songs inside.. and this is fantastic as i dun hv to insert songs on my own... haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;though it's a bit heavy but i like the big screen.. i hate to squint my eyes to look at stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;On father's day. daddy wanted to eat steamboat &amp; teppanyaki. so we went market in the morning and bought the ingredients. As i had to work, i wasn't involved in the planning and preparations. In the evening, wen zai nui nai and i drove home, we picked up my sisters on the way form hougang mall. when daddy reached home, we got everything ready and started our meal.. haha.. so full.. we simply can't eat another mouthful.. Happy father's day.. (oh, for this year's mother's day, we bought a OSIM massage belt for her.. in the end, the belt is in we girls room and.. mummy rarely use it.. diao... lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bro was at home, his gf dun come as she had to work. But because she wasn't ard, bro was very much himself.. huh?? i mean, he talked to us, does activity with us.. wheh his gf is ard, he is so AWAY from us. Mummy says we have to give in and initiate the kinship btw the gf and us. But i find it hard. Now, she greets only my mummy n daddy when she come and meet them in the living room. If my parents are in another room and they dun see her, she won't go up and greet. Anyway, we sisters are transparent.. hiaz... what to do??!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;mummy says she may hv family problems but does this give it a good reason for her disregards towards us? my bro n her hv been together for 2 yrs ++ and she is still like that.. when will i see a change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Monday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i went to shop for shoes alone. within 1.5 hrs, i bought 2 pairs of shoes, repaired my high heels, bought lunch and some daily necessity.. haha.. cool right? i like the choes i bought for my sis. She had to attend Joanna;s weding, but had no matching shoe. i choosed a pink wedges for her.. it's brand-less.. so very cheap, only $12.90.. cannot buy those expensive ones, in case we dun wear, it will be so wasteful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;in the afternoon, sir came by and fetch me to go for tkd class at tks. As he was worried that he will disrupt my studies, he din ask for my help for the last semester to help in tks. aiyoh.. i purposely left fri afternoon free to help him de mahz... anyway, it was nice being in a sec school. reminds me of my sec sch days. can't rem a lot liao.. but i rem it was very colourful and i was really a bz girl back then.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After tkd, in the evenings, i went tuition at bedok. wen zai nui nai wanted to come and fetch me after my work. but by the time he finished his stuff, it was kinda late. a bit disappointed, but it's alright. I understand de.. it was getting late too and he has to wake up so early everyday. In fact i feel guilty that i wake up so much later than him.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115076800139220851?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115076800139220851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115076800139220851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115076800139220851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115076800139220851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/past-4-days.html' title='the past 4 days'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115042245663485477</id><published>2006-06-16T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T09:50:58.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enzymes n protease inhibitors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yesterday morning, i metup with Prof Yeoh Hock Hin. He is a nice Prof. Haha, he is just so fatherly and easy-going. He spent 1.5 hrs of his morning just to explain and talk to me about choosing Honours project and his advertised project. There was much laughters and lots of discussion between the two of us.. lol.. nice. Prof Yeoh says he will put the project aside for me till Dr Ong comes back. I am to speak to Dr Ong about her protease project first before i decide if i want to take up the enzyme or protease project. Either project, i will be under the supervision of these two Profs... Haha.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Initially i was really against doing plants-related stuff, but now also can lar. Morever, it seems that plants are easier to work with.. and....... i dun have to grow my own plants!! ^u^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I began to face the truth inside me................. that is........... i am afraid of most animals!!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;True enough, i am afraid of lizards, even baby crocodiles, turtles, fish and salamanders and frogs... almost all amphibians and reptiles.. i am afraid of....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mammals are alright with me.. i love them.. but if i do project on them, i will hv to take their blood samples or even kill them... this is something that i raise my white flag to....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ehh.... but i tot peidi wanna be a forensic scientist??? yah.. as long as i am not the one to kill the subjects....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;next sat my course on tkd instructor will be starting.. 2 saturdays and 3 sundays..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;this will be the first time i am attending tkd lessons with my team mates.. lol..my ncap theory was done alone. i went without accompany.. but i survived anyway.. when i passed the course i will have a full cert of level one coach.. and it means i can apply for coaching pass if my students want to go for competitions! lol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;My grading is approaching.. Sir has so much confidence in me.. but i hv none in myself.... sobz sobz.... help...................... arghhhhhhh.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Shanwen will be getting married this nov, 22nd.. cool.. the last in the gang to get a gf, the first t get hitched.. anyway he is 5yrs our senior larz.. so it's time too... Best wishes my friend!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115042245663485477?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115042245663485477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115042245663485477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115042245663485477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115042245663485477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/enzymes-n-protease-inhibitors.html' title='Enzymes n protease inhibitors'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115026220023342456</id><published>2006-06-14T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T13:16:40.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wiltering away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;I JUST CAN"T FIND A HONOURS PROJECT TO DO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;the skies look so dull... my life is messed up by me.. u see, as a typical aries i always do things so impulsive.. now ended up not here not there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i shouldn't have reject dr yeo that time before dr lohman confirmed my project.. now dr yeo is not in s'pore can find him.. even he comes back, i can't be sure that i will get a project to do....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;dr ong also not in s'pore.... SOBS! sniff.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;dr yu was kind to offer his help.. coz i dun hv molecular background, it is hard for him to take me in.. i understand.. but he said i still can do the project on arabdopsis but i hv to study extra extra extra hard... this is really headache man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Things aren't going very smoothly for me.. i guess i need to go 'bai bai' liao.. haha.. ask wen zai nui nai's mamee to bring me.. she is always asking if i wanna go or not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i must start praying,.. for the project, for my grading..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115026220023342456?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115026220023342456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115026220023342456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115026220023342456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115026220023342456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/wiltering-away.html' title='wiltering away'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115017026019303794</id><published>2006-06-13T11:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:44:20.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still cannot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I still can't find a honours proj to do........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;damn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hope when dr ong or dr yeo come back, they can give me a great answer.... arghhhhhhhhh........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am feeling so vexed... no sense pf security at all... i think i am going to bang my head!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115017026019303794?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115017026019303794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115017026019303794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115017026019303794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115017026019303794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/still-cannot.html' title='Still cannot'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-115008322146721503</id><published>2006-06-12T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T11:35:38.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving space</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I was too much. He likes Co and i started playing as i thought i could learn more about him via this way. However, as i am, never an ardent super hot fan of online games (rather any game) i was quite a spoiler. He wasn't happy at all. Fine, no more playing of the game. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;It is time that i spend more effort on my work and self learning more other more constructive stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;I should have let him hang out with his friends more often too. I was selfish, i must admit. Alright, girl, it's time to be more self-obessed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, i guess that's it.. this relationship has long past the honeymoon period, it's time to behave in a way of a past-honeymoon relationship. Haha. Don't worry, i still cherish this relationship, it's wasn't easy to come thus far and i still love him as much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Idiep --&gt; learning to be mature and caring... LOL! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-115008322146721503?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/115008322146721503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=115008322146721503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115008322146721503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/115008322146721503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/giving-space.html' title='Giving space'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-114956457475193028</id><published>2006-06-06T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T11:29:34.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getting married??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;As one ages, marriage seems to be the topic...  i see friends getting married, friends having their 2nd child and also one even got divorced and married again.. goodness... for your info, i am only 22... haha.. anyway, of course i hv many more friends who are still single..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;People ask:" di, izzit better to be in a relationship or be single?" my answer? --&gt; if you are miserable in a relationship, it's better to be single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, Of course in a relationship you will get all the sweet little nonsense and also bitter arguments at times. Where on earth is there relationship without ups and down???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Women loves romance, though we might be always saying "dun buy flowers", "dun waste time driving over my place in the middle of the night  just to send me supper and give me a good night kiss"... but..... sometimes, we do enjoy such attention yah? NOTE: SOMETIMES! not all the time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, say that women are bitch.. coz they scream and cry if you are not romatic enough, they grumble and frown when you insist that you sit by their side when they are studying or rushing work.. as i said before..... women are meant to be pampered! Bear with them, be the slave of the day, you will get your chance the nest time round.... hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;after married, 3rd party is most feared... rem it takes 2 hands to clap.. men, dun blame your wife for your infidelity. Same to women, men has to work and take care of the family.. do your part to make a home that they want to come home at the end of long working day.. spice up your life... take a one day break from your children, nicely ask your parents for a day's help. Go out with your spouse, remember to hold hands, go to a nice dinner followed by dance. Check into hotel to forget about household chores. Do what the two of you like to do before married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Best wishes to all married or unmarried..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;To the singles, enjoy your life now... =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P.s. i saw this funny comment:  "After marriage, man loses his bachaelor while woman gets her master... " it kind of tickles me..... keke!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-114956457475193028?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/114956457475193028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=114956457475193028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114956457475193028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114956457475193028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/getting-married.html' title='getting married??'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-114948326273992693</id><published>2006-06-05T12:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T12:54:22.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ayer rajah camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wen zai nui nai got his posting today.. finally,.. after waiting for more than 3months... he is posted to ayer rajah camp to be an armour tech.. yippee... it's near NUS, so we can go home together on some days or have dinner before i go for tuition classes... hee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. i hv got my results too... the grades were horrible, but i managed to hang my CAP above 3.5.. (slightly above only lor)so honours year.... here i come... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really gotta work hard... i dun want to drop all the way to 3rd class!!! arghhh....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. i might be working on invasive ants in singapore.. the postdoc has yet to reply me.. well.. i am also waiting for my trasncript... damn expensive lor... $5.25... haiz... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;SW started on hers liao... she got 40 mudskippers to take care of.... haha... haha... but she will hv to kill them eventually... erm... i think i will freak out lor... so i can only do biodiversity... gee... gee....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope i can start on the project asap.. then i can hv more time to write report in the end.. jitters when i think of the competitive honours year... aiyoh...................................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-114948326273992693?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/114948326273992693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=114948326273992693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114948326273992693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114948326273992693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/06/ayer-rajah-camp.html' title='ayer rajah camp'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-114784953843982962</id><published>2006-05-17T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:14:49.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>experience with co</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;now i understand why it is additive to play online games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;once u start, u can't stop easily.. u hv ur friends on the game, u can kill monsters together, look out for pkers adn seek them out if they pk your guild members. Woah.. that was really fun.. haha.. seeing your character killing monsters and collecting items and money dropped by the monsters.. seeing your character getting stronger and won't get bullied by other higher level players and finding rare items... acheivement!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Sometimes, u meet ppl frm other side of the globe, it funny to see them asking what u having for dinner... come on, i just had my breakfast.. haha..... (18o0 in US = 1000 in s'pore)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Some ppl are nice, they will take care of noobies (newcomers in game) some are devils.. they kill and rob you.. even level idiots are not rare... in fact, many.. they beg u to p-level (team them and when u kill monsters, tehy gain experience to gain level) and they loot your stuff... idiots......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;but serious.. online playing IS time consuming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;muahaha.. if u do not have time to waste.. DO NOT enter the world of online games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;hail conquer online!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;P.S. i just started my own character, a water taoist.. currently at level 46.. going 47... i am capable to reviving the dead! i aim to be a water tao- reborn water tao.. though i dunno what that means.. but it seems cool as i was told, it will not be killed easily.. haha!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wen zai nui nai is a fire taoist at level 109 going 110.. and he is helping me to p-level.. (and i am told to loot his stuff.. haha.. coz he can't be bothered to kill and pick items at the same time..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-114784953843982962?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/114784953843982962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=114784953843982962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114784953843982962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114784953843982962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/05/experience-with-co.html' title='experience with co'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-114768079861089749</id><published>2006-05-15T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T16:13:18.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time no see...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;okie... i know i hv been mising for  quite some time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;coz, projects, tuition classes, tkd, time with love ones and sleeping hours... that leave no time for blogging.. anyway... dun think hv ppl very keen on reading my blog.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;finally the holidays is here again.. this time i wonder if it would be my last school holidays.. results would beut on 25th may.. my adrenaline is released form adrenal medulla again.. gosh.. i hope for the bes (anyway who doesn't huh??)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Some quick updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i am currently giving tuition to sec one n two science classes, sec 3 n 4 biology classes.. erm.. only 5 classes, but quite a handful already.. it's really not easy to be a teacher.. i am but just a tuotion teacher and i am already in such a stressed condition.. i dun think i hv the ability to be a classroom teacher then.... haha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;my tkd classes on tue has resumed!! haha... (i stopped agoing as my lessons end at 8pm on tues) well.. this time round, i am training hard too.. i will be going for my 3rd dan in october... i am getting the jitters already! imagine after 5 yrs... another grading!! i dun really hv much confidence.. till now, i am still fumbling with the changes in  patterns.... and my arm combat! arghh.. maybe fri i can go kgcc and beg xj to train with me.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Sir has been very encouraging.. thankie! hee... hee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yesterday, i received something very special from wen zai nui nai... it was his house keys.. erm.... it isn't anything that special... but it's just special to me.. haha... what the hell am i talking about?! Do you think that it is something special?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;My friend told me that Aries ppl are very talkative.. am i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;She also mentioned that i do not have any best friends, all are good friends to me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;till today at age of 22.. i still dun understand wat is best friends.. i know the difference between good friends and just friends and hi-bye friends...  but best friends?? i am not too sure though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;if it means someone who u call everyday and won;t get tired of it.. erm... then i really dun hv... I AM A LONER! arghhh... tat's scary!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;all i want in life is everyone around me to be happy and safe.. whether best friends or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt; a question in my mind.... if your fiance do not like one of your friends... will u get her to be ur bridesmaid? that friend has been friend of almost a decade... suppose to be very good friends but not that close either... it's complicate.. really it is... (anyway, she will not know the rest of the bridesmaid and best men...) in such a fix... shall not have any big wedding prodeedings... a simple one will do.... haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-114768079861089749?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/114768079861089749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=114768079861089749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114768079861089749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114768079861089749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-see.html' title='Long time no see...'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-114074068186101005</id><published>2006-02-24T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T08:24:41.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ooooh.... just realised that i hv not been doing anything to my blog for soooooooo long.... haha... it's really going ot be a busy life for me from this year on.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well... not because i hv any great project to accomplish.. just that i gotta juggle between school, work, taekwondo and my love ones!! hmm.. sometimes temper flares because i am tired from my work, and my love ones are tired of waiting for me.. it's not fair to them.. i know.. i believe i can work out something better... i do hope so..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dunnow how i could express my tremendous thankfulness to my family and wen zai nui nai.. i know i am lucky.. i know i am...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and also thanks to my friends in sch.. esp my closest gf.. haha.. she gotta lend me her notes so often.. hee.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;not forgetting my tkd coach who has been so encouraging..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. i dunno if i wld continue with my honours year.. if i qualify for it.. i think i would go for it... go go go!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't wait for dec holidays.. maybe by then i can get to go overseas for a holiday.. even if is eat seafood in malaysia.. i would be very happy!! hee....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-114074068186101005?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/114074068186101005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=114074068186101005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114074068186101005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/114074068186101005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2006/02/ooooh.html' title=''/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113435906857089204</id><published>2005-12-12T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:44:28.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>commission</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;my bro was comissioned as a officer last sat.. my whole family plus yp went for the ceremony.. hah.. as we didn't hv tickets, we (my sisters, me and yp) sat at the side of the parade sq while the rest of the guests sat in front of the parade sq in SAFTI.. we were so satisfied sitting there coz we totally no need to be in the sun, nor we have to squeeze with ppl! haha.. we had teh whoel section of to ourselves.. muahahahaha!! i think my bro looks kinda weird in No.1.. maybe cos he is too fat.. haha.. after the parade, my sisters, me and yp went to jurong point and had pizza.. my sis's treat! haha.. thankie da jie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;after dinner and a bit of shopping, my sisters stayed on to wait for my parents to finished their dinner with the president while me and yp went to his place to collect his stuff (coz thenext day, we going to sentosa)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the commissioning parade was magnificant.. the marching drills were beautiful, i was so confused during the march past coz i didn;t catch how did each contigent managed to change from a 20 by 3 formation to a 3 by 20 formation after making a turn... it was after much explanation by da jie and yp that i then understood.. haha... diao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;their exit was grand as the graduands did slow march up among the parents and exit right at the top of the grand stand.. it was perfectly done!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;here is a picture of my family at the parade sq after my parents put on the shoulder thingy formy bro.. some rank or amulet.. i forgot... hee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/DVC00022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113435906857089204?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113435906857089204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113435906857089204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113435906857089204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113435906857089204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/12/commission.html' title='commission'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113409720456653875</id><published>2005-12-09T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T11:53:50.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>POP</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/DVC00007.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/DVC00007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt; at the parade... standing smart.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/DVC00015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~the troublemakers of NINJA 1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/DVC00020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ah ha~ finally i'm out of the island.. hee.. hee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/DVC00021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;~going home.. with the sweaty boy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;9 weeks.. it's POP time!! yp's POP was on tuesday.. his parents and me went together.. it was a windy day, luckily.. haha.. i met up with his parents at the MRT before we had lunch together at Mac.. saw Zat doing his RP duty at the jetty.. haha... i got good memory!! can still recognise him though i hv only met him once when we went sentosa together.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;the parade was ok.. the boys were simply having fun themselves lor... i was busy the whole afternoon fliming the whole thing..didn't get to enjoy the magnificant scene.. i love parades coz i think the ppl in the parade looks so damn cool!! haha.. tml i will be going for my brother's parade at SAFTI.. finally he is no longer a OTC... gee.. this time.. all the ppl should be in No. 1 instead of No. 4.. so should be even more magnificant! haha!! i love to see shuai-ge-s! (shhhh... dun tell yp oh....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;after the POP, we went back to yp's place to put down his stuff and take a shower before heading to marina south for dinner with his sister and jie-fu.. sis brought her doggie!! hee.. i forgot his name, but i call him baby.. haha.. very cute dog.. and he kissed me all over! arghhh!! first time kena kissed by a dog on my lips! hee.. but this little dog is so pampered... he get to do his business on a diaper-like mat, sis brush his teeth everyday, he drinks from a water dispenser not a water bowl and he sleeps in a cushioned basket.. damn lucky dog.. haha.. sis says that i can get the chance to own baby for 4 days when she goes overseas..... ehh... dun wan la.. sculey he throw tantrum and does his business all over the place.. then i am the one in trouble!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;i stayed overnight at yp's house that day coz he was too tired to send me home.. and it was kind of late already anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;must remember to burn the video... hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yesterday, thurs, 8th dec.. i went shopping with my girlfriends (baoyue and seowwei and cuimei) it was coincedence that cuimei was in the area too.. we spent 4 hours to walk the whole of far east.. haha.. and cuimei's victory for the day was a bohemia-style green top that COMES with a necklace!! (this is very impt.. haha.. ask cuimeiyourself if u wanna know why... haha) seowwei didn't find anything nice.. and i didn't get skirt as planned... but i got 2 handbags from seowwei!! hee.. thanks girl! muack! (it's not a cheapo present lor.. coz it is what i like, the price not impt lah..) poor baoyue was so tired after the day coz the previous she was out shopping with her mum.. haha.. and we drag her along the very next day... (sw, too bad.. didn't mananged to achieve your aim...) haha... i love the day!! coz i adore my 2 little handbags!! haha... haha... one for normal days, one for new year day!! yeah! oh, seowwei and me were agreeing tat since we are coming into the last semseter of our uni life.. we shall dress pretty-ly to school.. go and "gek" all the guys who didn't managed to see our beauty behind the plain clothes tat we always wear to school.. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113409720456653875?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113409720456653875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113409720456653875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113409720456653875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113409720456653875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/12/pop.html' title='POP'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113360568758443983</id><published>2005-12-03T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T18:39:19.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some ppl are just not to be as friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally exams are over! yeah... haha..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll be starting to teach tuition in a tuition center tomorrow.. kind of excited about it, coz i dun hv such experience of teaching academics to a big class.. haha.. maybe from here, i will know if i really wanna be a teacher after graduation..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;though i am relaxing now.. but.. can't help but be worried about results.. i get anything less than Bs.. that's it... no more 4th year.. i oso dunnoe if i really want to go on for the 4th year.. sometime i felt so sick about having examinations.. but it would be an advantage that i hv another year of lab experience la.. well.. see how lor.. wait for results then think again..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;school aside.. today, i saw the big truth again, and i think from now on, i won't ignore it anymore.... i though that he was just concerned that time, but now i know, he can't be a friend to joke with.. i din give it a serious thought when we knew that he could be the big-mouth around.. but now.. i seriously believe tat, he could only be my hi and bye friend.. dammit.. everything must also tell.. as though scare tat if nothing to say will die.. this would be the last time i would chat with him! i was an idiot to try to treat him as a friend... say that i'm a hypocrite because i hv planned, i won't talk to him on my own accord.. but coz we are still on the same team.. if he talks to me, i would just put on a pretendence act and 'chio chio' (smile smile)..... dun care ahh.. if dun pretend, someday i will die and dunno why! it's difficult to be a living peidi in there... but for survival!! i must!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"hai4 ren2 zhi1 xin1 bu4 ke3 you3, fang2 ren2 zhi1 xin1 bu4 ke3 wu2"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113360568758443983?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113360568758443983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113360568758443983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113360568758443983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113360568758443983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/12/some-ppl-are-just-not-to-be-as-friends.html' title='some ppl are just not to be as friends'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113210793358844730</id><published>2005-11-16T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T10:25:33.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hating myself</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yucks!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a time to get sick.. damn.. having a sore throat.. had a difficult time swallowing my own saliva.. thinking of just let the saliva flow out of my mouth.. haha... well.. can't talk with ease at the moment.. so whenever any one talks to me.. i will get very irritated easily.. haiz.. sorry ahh people...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 more days to 1st paper... seemed like i'm not prepared yet.. but engine still not started.. die.. okie.. enough of bull shitting around.... keep cool friends.. take good care and keep a happy mind and you will have healthy body!! haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good luck, have fun!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113210793358844730?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113210793358844730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113210793358844730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113210793358844730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113210793358844730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/11/hating-myself.html' title='hating myself'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113116106278410622</id><published>2005-11-05T11:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T11:24:22.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last movie before exams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;on hari raya eve, yp stayed for the night at my place... (it wasn't planned, but my parents asked if he's staying and thus the idea of he could stay then the next day we can catch an early movie came into our mind.. haha...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;he helped my dad to deal with the video recorded froom their malaysia trip while me and da jie helped to unpack and wash the laundry with mummy... (baby went for her class chalet and bro still not back yet... few more days to go...) the next day.. i woke up at 7 plus.. was surprised to find tat i was the earliest!! i thought dad was supposed to go to work at 5am.. anyway... i started preparing coffee for breakfast, da jie joined me to prepare the eggs and bread.. when we were done... we all sat down for breakfast together... erm... i forgot who ate the egg tat i overcooked.... hee.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;after breakfast, yp and me drove dad to work before we head to sembawang to meet danny and shanwen for movie---Tom Yum Goong! shanwen was late.. so we headed in the cinema first... wow! i still can catch a bit of thai here and there... haha... i thought i won't be able to understand anything.. geez... not too bad lah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;the movie had a very simple plot... about protecting and recovering lost elephants... the main thing bout it was the fighting scene... wah... the movements are real good... people who enjoys action movie should watch it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;after the show.. Arina (danny's girl) came over and we went thomson road for porridge.. we ordered a lot lor.. but it was less than $3 per person! yp treated all of us... thankie dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;after sending Arina and Shanwen to work, and Danny to the MRT station, yp and me went to his place... after he took his medicine, he fell asleep.... so we only managed to wash the car at 4plus... hee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;hai... the tekong cough... hai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113116106278410622?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113116106278410622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113116106278410622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113116106278410622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113116106278410622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-movie-before-exams.html' title='last movie before exams'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113116005374060636</id><published>2005-11-05T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T11:07:33.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this year, mummy's birthday was celebrated with a dinner at "Goshen", a restaurant in Geylang area. I am not sure if anyone one else is familar with this place.. the owner was an ex-offender and if i'm nt wrong, all the employees are ex-offenders too.. but this is not the main special thing about the place lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;what i like about the place is the atmosphere... there are ample space for car parking, the place was actually an old school compound.. when u walk through the non-decorative lobby... erm.. actually just like the foyer of a school..hee... u are greeted with a wide quadrangle with a little pond in the middle and street lamps.. it is just like a mini-stage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the restaurant itself is very simple also.. black wooden furniture and a stage at one end of the dinning area... it is bascially a chinese settings with few er-hu and flutes hanging on the walls... handwash basins and fish tanks lined the edge between the quadrangle and the dinning area.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the food is quite alright.... my favourite is the crab bee hoon... i like it.. not too dry... a bit on the wet side.. but that's how i like it done... the seafood was pretty fresh also... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the waitress and waiters are whole bunch of easy-going people.. i felt that they are kind of different from the usual ones i met.. they are more friendly and less "professional".. they gave me a less restricted feelings.. it was though we were invited to a friend's place for dinner rather than a business dinning place...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;If u ask me to use one word to describe the place... it would be... "peaceful"... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113116005374060636?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113116005374060636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113116005374060636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113116005374060636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113116005374060636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/11/mummys-birthday.html' title='Mummy&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113067704258454996</id><published>2005-10-30T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:57:22.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Another 2 weeks to reading week and thus, 3 weeks to exams.. gosh.. i still in holiday mood.. arghhhhh!!! what's wrong wif me??!!??!!??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;my mummy and daddy went malaysia for holidays.. leaving me and my sisters at home (my bro still in aus).. HOME ALONE! haha... but we'll be fine.. they will be away for 4 days only lor.. when i start working and can provide for them.. i will ask them to go away for holidays more often... time to let them enjoy too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;well.. yesterday had a gathering at da ge's (mark) place.. da sao had a new fuzzy look hair.. so cute sia.. yah.. why the gathering? coz da ge is going away for 3 years.. he will be based in a country in middle east.. i forgot the place.. ermm... gee.. he is going to work as air steward for Qatar Airways.. hmm.. air steward.. so cool!! haha. i hope he will cope well being on his own.. and of course, my da sao will be lonely without him..but ya la.. so got other frens mah.. gee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;just now my sisters and i went to eat pastamania at funan IT mall.. went there just because we had a $25 voucher.. tot we wld not exceed $25.. who knows... our food cost $34!! haha.. nvm.. juts top up the $9 lor... then we went shopping.. bought a pair of jeans and a pair of shoes.. geez... finally bought it.. ehh... peidi, must save money... cannot spend!  haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;ok la.. gotta go wash clothes liao.. woah hoo... girls power! tml go KGCC fight! hee hee hee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;hmm... i think  our hougang black and poom belt gang is getting stronger (in terms of bond) we'll be going out in dec holidays.. sad to note.. i'm the lao da jie!! hai.. the oldest... hmm.. go out wif them and absord their youthfulness! @.@ geez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113067704258454996?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113067704258454996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113067704258454996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113067704258454996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113067704258454996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-113007978976272634</id><published>2005-10-23T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:06:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first book out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;geez..... yp is so cute with his botak head!! (ehh.. though i hv already seen it before his enlistment..) haha... on fri, i met him at his place and went out for dinner with his family. Yp's sister bought a dog!! a shi-tzu.. only 3months old.. damn cute.. it is not afraid of strangers at all and it bullied Dingdang.. diao.. poor dingdang.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;sat i went malaysia gurung belumut for a field trip, after reaching home, i sat around with my family and share my experience getting bitten by a leech despite wearing shoe.. haha... i think i am not excatly afraid of leeches now.. was afraid of them.. but since it is not painful to get bitten.. i am quite alright with them now.. crazy.. arghh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;today morning after breakfast with my family, yp came over and we drove to buy biscuit for him to bring back to camp, then went to fetch teckmin and went back to yp's place.. lianzhou met up with us at yp's hm at around 12 plus..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when we first reached yp's place, we all tot his mum went out already.. erm...when he exclaimed that:"wow! my mummy folded my clothes (army uniform) for me liao!!" i replied:"of course la.. u this baobei son.. she heart ache mah..." then i started playing and running around with dingdang.. till... i chased her into yp's parents' room, then i saw his mum in the toilet.. alamak!! so i greeted her sheepishly and she grinz back at me with her usual playful look.. haha.. she must hv heard what i said earlier.. geez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;after lianzhou reached, and yp done with his packing, we set off to taka for lunch, then went funan IT mall to buy a videocam for my daddy.. it was already 4plus when we sent the 2 chaps home.. after collecting yp's belongings, we head back to my place..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yp helped daddy to set up the videocam before having his dinner.. haha.. i was hungry, so i ate without him.. =p my daddy hor.. like a little child.. he went gaga over the videocam.. he was so excited over it! he even asked yp what time will he book out next sat.. he want yp to teach him how to use tat cam before he and my mummy go malaysia tat very night.. diao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;after dinner... daddy drove yp to pasir ris interchange for the book in.. duh.... i was saying my dad missed his own son so much (my bro still in australia.. another 2 more weeks...) that he treated yp like his son.. drive him to book in.. but i guess my daddy just want yp to teach him how to use the videocam.. just like my mummy.. her computer got problem hor.. she will say go get yp's help... arghh... my parents!! machiam her daughter.. me... dunnoe how to do like that.. (actually.. yah.. true.. i too lazy to help them.. din even attemp to try... haha&lt;/span&gt;...)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;when yp's sergent saw his big biscuit tin... he asked if yp is tryign to set up a ma-ma shop in tekong! haha.. diao.. so funny... but his bunk is simply full of 13 always-hungry-chaps.. they eat and eat non-stop!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okie.. gotta go sleep liao... had a buzy weekend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. i like yp's figure.. haha.. i was mermerized by his well-toned body.. hmm... geez.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-113007978976272634?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/113007978976272634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=113007978976272634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113007978976272634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/113007978976272634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/first-book-out.html' title='first book out'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112982304552141670</id><published>2005-10-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T00:07:03.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>presentation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/roses.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 193px" height="248" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/roses.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY!! all my presentations are over! hee... but both were quite horrendously done..&lt;br /&gt;for chinese heritage, our group and another group had topic clash!! all the lecturer's fault.. told him so long ago that we'll be doing du fu and li bai.. then he never stop us or stop the other group.. damn!! so our presentation was somewhat half done.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plant physio was better.. just that i was abnormally anxious.. i couldn't calm myself down.. i started shivering from bones out.. when i talk.. i stutter... arghhhh... nightmare!! but it's over.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i think i have got to work harder for exams... coz all these projects won;t get me anywhere... sobz sobz...&lt;br /&gt;forget about the gar-bra mooments... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--&gt; some pictures of the roses that we worked with.. we bought a total of 140 roses!! wow!! haha... so many....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tml is yp's first book out day!! hee... so happy to be able to see him after 2 weeks.. i wonder if he had grown fatter or thinner... darker or still fair fair.. geez....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;my bro went australia for exercise last sun... he hor.. very lost one.. at the airport, he didn't get his travelling order (so did many others.. so it's the admin's fault) he had to line up with so many others to do a manual travelling order then he can travel out of Singapore... the next morning when he reached australia, he msg me to tell hiim that he had forgotten to bring some of his training stuff.. and so his friend (my bro is in the advance party, so he and other ppl went over first) would pop by and collect for him.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn careless lor... his other counterparts also like that... haiz... bad bad... army so no disciplined now.. my dad says back then when he was sent for overseas training, they had to fall in at the airport, when boarding, they move in groups with the ppl sitting at the window side and at back of the plane going in first... wah lao... so strict.. but must be damn cool lor.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;aiyah,... i simply can't wait to see yp tml!! hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sw was saying she very happy to be able to see her boy tml morning.. she has not been seeing him for so long (she just went out with him on tues.. today is thurs, tml is fri lor... haha)silly girl lah... so sweet and happy with her ah boy.. full of praises and keep saying he is handsome.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think hor.. yp n me are really machiam like old couple.. we don't find each other cute anymore.. haha.. i mean those honeymoon cute-ness... erm... it's really hard to explain.. haha... i just gave a call to yp's mothe to inform her what time her bao bei son will go home..yp's parent hor.. very cute one leh.. they took leave specially to have dinner with him.. but true la.. they won't get to hv meals with yp until the block rest after pop, coz they only hv rest days on weekdays.. working days they will only reach home after 11pm...(that's y i haven't sleepp.. coz wanna call them... haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;job done.. and now.. sleeping time!! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112982304552141670?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112982304552141670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112982304552141670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112982304552141670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112982304552141670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/presentation.html' title='presentation'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112906049439148742</id><published>2005-10-12T04:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T03:57:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midnight oil</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am still awake at 4am... alamak.. dun think i can sleep liao coz gotta wake up at 5.30am to prepare to go for the 8am lecture... arghh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm shivering but not because i'm cold.. it felt as though i am very weak and can't control myself.. it just felt like times when i am in a panic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;strange...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;just now at 9pm, i went over to J's house.. she broke up wif her bf and need someone to talk to.. hmm... i was a bit reluctant to forgo the time to do my work and accompany her.. but she is my fren.. what to do.. how could i bear to leave her alone? so this is how i ended up still doing research for tml's discussion.. haha... i still hv half an assignment for the Life form and function module.. oops... due this fri.. arghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this afternoon, i was so bored waiting for anggie to call me..(she said she wan to come NUS today, and need me to bring her ard.. i told her to give me a call b4 4pm..) i called her a few times, but she didn't answer, sms her, no reply either.. even when i saw her walking past the tkd court in the evening, she didn't even come by and say apologise.. hai.. since she boh chap, it's not my problem to make sure she know the way ard.. coz i won't be free from today now.. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;yah.. so as i was waiting for her call, i was writing a letter to yp as though i'm talking to him (since he can;t use the phone as and when he wants in tekong..)... halfway through writing... he called!! i was very surprised to receive yp's call... i started crying after saying hello... damn.. so embrassing.. but i couldn't control wat... hee... he too, cried when i cry.. haha.. 2 big HUM BAOs... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gotta go back to my work again.. arghh... maybe go catch a wink in 15 mins time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112906049439148742?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112906049439148742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112906049439148742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112906049439148742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112906049439148742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/midnight-oil_12.html' title='midnight oil'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112895707050772351</id><published>2005-10-10T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:11:10.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner at Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;yeah.. i'm back from dinner...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;went to Vienna International Seafood &amp; Teppanyaki Buffet Restaurant with Sir, his wife, son, nephew and XJ just now at United Square..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;the place is very posh and the food is mostly very nice... hee... ate till very full.. drank a bit of cocktail here and there, fruit juices coming in test tubes, fresh seafood, rich soups, various cakes, yoghurt, fruits and ice-cream!! hee... it' s really nice... and pretty expensive too.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;sir told me that me and yp should go there and eat one day, and must sit by the water fountain at the corner.. very romantic...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so touched that sir seemed to hv finally accepted our relationship.. he mentioned a bit bout S &amp; E, he was very disappointed tat S did not have the courage to face up and is hiding here and there......... whosh... i was damn lucky........... SW said that i was a lucky girl too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;who will be so successful in relationships.. especially when it's the 1st time real feelings?! i'm certaintly not the only girl in the world....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i hope my fren, J, will get to straightened out her thoughts.......... it may be true that it's only me and another penpal of hers who she can talk certain issues to.. but having a bf is nt everything in the world...girls still can live without guys...espcially if the guys are not worth it!!  my sis do not have bf, she is already 23.. but still she is not grumbling.. she's happy as can be.. most of my cousins are nearing 30s, they too, had never been dependent on guys.. I am glad that J could actually admit that she can't bear the life without a guy whom she can go out with, be with.. but, i hope she can see further than that.. i dun wan her to waste time and energy on such a chase... (note: many ppl might just think tat i'm saying rubbish coz myself has a bf already, so me saying girls can live without guys is purely customary sentence, not truth... but seriously think of it.. do i go out and look for guys when i do not hv bf? do i go out and find another guy when now my bf is in army, no time to even call or sms me? do i ever complain about not having a bf before yp? no lor... )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;working out a relationship requires both parties to sacrifice, to compromise, to behold each other, believing each other... i seriously advocate on baring your heart to your other half.. maybe u 2 will quarrel.. but if both of u, i say BOTH, are serious on this relationship, it will not break just because of a sensible quarrel (repeated quarrelling content is not included here), in fact, u will get to know each other better... trust me, don't be afraid to let him or her know what u think or feel... if u feel insecure, he or she should find out the reason, be sorry if it's really their problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and the fact that i am always busy has always been there since primary school.... not that i purposely to be bz and so not to spend time with J...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's just when she want to tell me all her happiness and trouble in her relationships.. well... esp trouble..  i am not there to go out with her most of the time.. that's y she feels abandoned.. i dun think i should bear the responsiblility that she dun hv much frens, i didn't do anything, absolute nothing to any 1 of her relationship with bf or with frens.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;this is what i should keep in my mind.. haiz...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; am i wrong to do so? am i really such a bad fren? but i had never once rejected talking to her on  the phone, no matter how bz i was at the moment she called (except during lesson time...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;To J's god: "help her.. let her find a more fulfilling life (career, family, activities...) and if u were to give her a man in her life, pls give a really good guy.. i think she has been through enough.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;--&gt;yp didn't sms or call tonight.. he must be damn tired out... poor thing.. but i believe... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;army change you from boy to man&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; hang on dear!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112895707050772351?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112895707050772351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112895707050772351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112895707050772351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112895707050772351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/dinner-at-vienna.html' title='dinner at Vienna'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112893237175830978</id><published>2005-10-10T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T16:19:31.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/e%20beng%20n%20lian.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/e%20beng%20n%20lian.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe this!!!&lt;br /&gt;i am playing CO for yp!! haha..... well... after being able to maneuvour around without him beside me.. i am scared i'll be hooked!! haha.. but for now, i only know how to go training grounds and shoot trees and scarcrows.. geez...&lt;br /&gt;going to have dinner with sir and XJ in a while.. gotta go and prepare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;P.S. this is the wall paper on my mobile phone... err.. we both look so funny.. haha... but it seemed to keep me companied when i'm lonely...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;i dun hv to announce to the world how i feel... why should i keep irritating my frens with how much i miss yp? nah... xin fu or not, only i'll know! geez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;wonder if he will call tonight.. hmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112893237175830978?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112893237175830978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112893237175830978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112893237175830978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112893237175830978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-cant-believe-this-i-am-playing-co.html' title=''/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112887085893475505</id><published>2005-10-09T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:14:18.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oct Grading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;today's yet another grading after 2 months of intense training..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;hmm.. daniel and jiaming went with me today, not bad, they did what they were told properly and i hv no complaints from the rest of the black belt team.. hee... luckily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;but vimal and vishal gave me trouble!! first, vishal torn his photo off the grading card.. kena scolding form me and T sir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;then, vimal was playing a fool during sparring.. and the examiner was not happen with it.. must give him a good dressing-down when training starts for them.. humpf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;lunch was at our usual chicken rice stall.. wow.. i managed to finished a whole plate of rice!! normally, yp wld hv half form my plate,... maybe i really too bored without him around, and started to eat a lot.. arghh.... cannot!!! dun wanna grow fat!!!! geez......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i planned to spend the afternoon studying and doing my gek proj.. but in the end, me and my 2 sisters started watching vcds the one starring SHE esp Elle as one of the main characters..... hai.. till now they still watching.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;yp was bz tonight, he msg me only and asked me give a call to his parents,, hmm.. hope they are home now.. shall do tat after blogging...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;well.. shall end here today.. getting sleepy too.... been very tired since fri... always not wide awake... sianz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112887085893475505?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112861045821624783</id><published>2005-10-06T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T23:16:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"what u want?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;today had a bad start off to school.. planned to do experiments on our roses today, but at 6am, i received a msg from BS tat she have yet to finish her another lab report, asking if we can do tml instead.. but tml iw wld be going to tekong and not goign to school at all..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so me and SW decided tat we will do 2 out of 4 testings, and BS and J will do the other 2 tests tml.. hee.. we did the 'easier' ones.. those without pounding and centrifudge.. we did electrolyte leakage and total soluble sugar content.. but the total soluble sugar was tiring due to the many times to put phenol and conc HCl into the sample.. well.. was feeling kind of bad tat we had ideas of lettinf BS and J do the more tasks tests tml.. but they hv 4 more hours tml than us today.. and it was not the first time tat BS used out lab time to do her own lab report.. so i was really unwilling to sacrifice my fri afternoon, some more having to rush back to school from tekong..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so sorry to J...^m^&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after school, as promised, i called yp as i was on my way home.. when he answered the phone, he sounded so unhappy and told me he was about to leave his place to go out with his parents.. so i told him:" orh.. ok la.. then u go out la..." and you know what was his reply??!! he said:"what u want" i was dumbstruck.. it sounded as though i was a demanding person... damn... i put down the phone before i started tearing quietly on the bus home.. what did i do to receive this shit... @*!@#)@$&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well... still feeling unhappy, i cooked a horrible dinner for my family.. ate in anger.. and went off to tkd.. he called me half an hour ago.. i performed what he did to me back on him.. and he was irritated and said i wanted to pick a fight with him before his enlistment tml.. i was fed up tat he should be feeling sorry and not be in anyway irritated by this lor! i refused to chat further, and simply told him i wld meet him at the jetty tml at 8.15am and hang up after that... now still angry lor... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was feeling so low when i thought of the coming 2 weeks won't get to see him, and when it's his 1st day out, i wld be on a fieldtrip to malaysia.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i had just wanted to chat with him as i know i surely won't get to talk much to him tml at jetty.. but "what i want.." i just wanna chat lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112861045821624783?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112861045821624783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>Lemongrass</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;after a long day in school, my lesson were finally over at 4pm.. i went thomson to meet yp for dinner as he was going to army on friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i had planned to go ritz apple strudel for dinner (after searching for resturant online for an hour prior to this meeting) coz i find the ambience there not bad when i went there personally last sun.. i find it to be very cozy and it's really nice place to spend a quite dinner with your loved ones... but when we met up at thomson, it was too early for dinner.. so we went orchard instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;we walked around orchard to check out where would be a nice place to dine at.. we went from isetan to wheelock then to international plaza.. i was feeling kind of tired after the long day, and all i wanted was to find a place, sit down and really have a nice talk and get a good look at him before i won;t get to see him for another 2 weeks.. so.. i started complaining about being tired.. yp was kind of irritated as he wanted to go jalan jalan first, must find a real good place for the dinner, and here i was complaining about being tired.. it seemed as though i wasn't willing to go out with him.. well.. when he suggested going over to PS by bus, i simply told him let's walk lor.. erm.. since that's how we usually do... then he got real mad.. he scolded me for being so fickle-minded.. tired, complain and now say wanna walk.. but i was thinking tat that was wat we do usually... and i dun mind walking if i hv a destination in mind.. if i dun hv a destination.. i won't walk around.. even as i shop for clothes, i wld lost interest after 3 shops at most, then wld hv to get things sort out another day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;anyway, after a few minutes of silence.. we went taka, then to hereen where we saw lemongrass, a thai restaurant.. i didn;t wan to go thai restaurant when we were in taka coz i know most food is hot and spicy.. i love it, but yp dun really know how to take it.. and since he is tehone going army, better find food that he wld like.. well.. but at lemongrass.. the menus seemed not so spicy (and it was the only menu we saw with pictures so far tat day) and we just went in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;we ordered thai sauce chicken, pinaapple rice, sweet n sour fish and tom yum seafood clear soup.. yummy yummy.. nice... after that we had gluttinous rice with mango (khiaw niaw ma-muang) for desert.. we were given a cozy little corner at the "outdoor" dinning area, with little "fountain" beside our table and BIlly Boomers just behind us, next door.. it was like having traditional thai food with american hits playing.. wat a fusion! haha.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#66ffff;"&gt;though it was very expensive ($70++), it was worth it.. well... thank dear dear for treating me!! hee.. hee... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112860923534483177?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112860923534483177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112860923534483177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112860923534483177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the night and asked him to drive instead.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sending sis to work, we bought breakfast for mummy before driving to yp's place to fetch dingdang to the vet for operation. At the vet's, they did some physical checking afterwhich, we left dingdang there to prepare for the operation.. i wonder if she's crying... she will be afraid in absence of people that she knows.. i pray that she'll be fine after the operation...&lt;br /&gt;alright, going out with yp's parent now.. tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112727434037055283?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112727434037055283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112727434037055283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112727434037055283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112727434037055283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/wed-21st-sept.html' title='wed, 21st sept'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112718077951906275</id><published>2005-09-20T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T10:04:30.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>assignments.. assignments.. more assignments!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- gosh... holidays never seem to be enough.. haha.. plenty of assignments and reports to rush.. was late in handing in one of it.. anyway.. the TA is kind enough to give grace period.. wheew..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- later still have to meet &lt;em&gt;dr ong&lt;/em&gt; in sch for the miniproject...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- tml, &lt;em&gt;yp&lt;/em&gt; n me will be bringing &lt;em&gt;dingdang&lt;/em&gt; to the vet for operation.. i hope everything will be fine.. kinda worried for she is pretty old..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- happened to saw a very irritatable name on &lt;em&gt;yp&lt;/em&gt;'s msn when he opened it yesterday.. erm.. nvm.. one year had already passed.. shouldn't be haunted by it anymore.. though i was unhappy, but must not be so petty.. anyway, i wasn't sure if it's that person.. the name is so common hor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- had dinner with my track team on sunday night.. very pleasant dinner at marche and starbucks, though it was only 6 of us who turned up.. caught up with each others' present life.. after the gathering, &lt;em&gt;calvin gor&lt;/em&gt; and me sent &lt;em&gt;shuian&lt;/em&gt; home.. wah.. her house really ulu.. and then &lt;em&gt;gor&lt;/em&gt; n me took a cab back home, he walked me to the lift before crossing the road again to his house.. hmm...the usual gentleman in him to make sure girls get home safely late at night.. oh...shhhh... &lt;em&gt;gor&lt;/em&gt; has a gf!! hee.... my er sao!! hmm... i wanna see her!! she's same age as me.. hmm.. if i call her er sao (in future that they are together).. very weird.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- "when u really love someone, u will find reasons to justify his or her actions... " quoted from &lt;em&gt;shuian&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112718077951906275?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112718077951906275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112718077951906275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112718077951906275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112718077951906275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/assignments-assignments-more.html' title='assignments.. assignments.. more assignments!!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112680195998147995</id><published>2005-09-16T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:08:27.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dingdang goes to vet</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/IMG_0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/IMG_0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yp's dog, ding dang has a growth coming out from her genitals. We took my dad's car and fetched her to the vet.. after a blood test, cell smear and physical examinations, the vet could not determine the actual cause.. after working out a price for operation for the removal of this growth and also spanning (sterilization of female animals by removal of whole womb), it came to around 600 odd bucks.. oh man.. but we were kind of worried bout this old dog undergoing the knife...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyway, after seeing the vet and send ding dang home, yp drove me to school, while i attended my lect, he sat in the canteen and waited. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~thank you dear for waiting!!~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after lecture, we went ah po's house.. haha.. she and ah gong are so cute.. when yp pass ah po the money that yp's mum aked him to, ah po asked if ah gong hv.,. upon hearing yp say, ah gong dun hv, ah po skipped happily like a little girl to ah gong and told him about the gift and laugh at him for didn;t rec'v any money.. diao..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;really tried today... going to sleep now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nitez!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112680195998147995?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112680195998147995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112680195998147995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112680195998147995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112680195998147995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/dingdang-goes-to-vet.html' title='Dingdang goes to vet'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112632014760473055</id><published>2005-09-10T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T10:42:27.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring school life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;uni life for me is just so unexciting.. i guess, i will hold no memories of uni life after i graduate.. erm..maybe the only stuff i can remember will be the times friends and me hv quarrels and times that we cry in school.. haha... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway, it wasn;t my fault that i am inactive in school... no time to be active... i can't committe the time.. so might as well dun do any harm to any of the recreational groups.. i wanna join IFG.. but i can't find time to train with ppl.. so no choice..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope my employer next time won;t be so bothered by my uni ECA records.. (i hv none to talk about anyway) haha... ask him or her to focus attention on my tkd might be a wiser choice.. haha... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;well... during holidays, i am going to lay my hands on some job.. getting poorer day by day as i am setting out on a journey to be independent financially... erm... maybe.. saturday mornings i can take private tuition or monday nights... hee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i must try to see what is my main target now... money or ren qin... hmm... let see after oct's grading ba.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112632014760473055?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112619655246315931</id><published>2005-09-09T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:22:32.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BGR</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;it's hard to comment anything when 2 person want to be together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;once again, problems surface in the team.. i was the lucky soul back then.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff66;"&gt;i had a long talk with sir just now after buangkok class, he told me bout his stories of him and his ex-gf and him and his wife.. haha.. little secret tat he shared with me.. he advised me on a lot of issue.. hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;-&gt; thank you wen zai nui nai... for your understanding... sorry tat i dun think i can make the same scarfices as what u will do... i dunnoe how ever i could make it up to u, if really, u hv to make those sacrifices that u said to mdm... felt so lousy now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112619655246315931?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112619655246315931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112619655246315931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112619655246315931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112619655246315931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/bgr.html' title='BGR'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112609582086921093</id><published>2005-09-07T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T20:48:20.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st lab report in yr 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ah ha... i finally finish the plant physiology lab report that is to be handed in tml.... but tml after practical, will be another report to write.. damn....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;since last night i only slept 3 hrs.. tonight i must earn back my beauty sleep.. haha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i log to blog a min ago, i was shocked by the super big font on my computer screen.. after a second of stunness.. i realised that it was me who changed the font to largest... haha... coz just now i was reading tens of journals just to write a lab report.. no choice... stupid can obly study hard, study smart is kinda difficult for me... hee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;alright.. nothing much these few days.. just that yesterday taekwondo training was slightly tougher than before... we started around 6pm.. had physical training for 1 hr, then target kicking 1/2 hr and another 1/2 hr of physical again.. after the 2 hours of body demanding exercise.. we started lesson proper to teach the colour belts their pattern... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was assigned the yellow belts yesterday.. so not too bad.. just that gotta repeat pattern so many thousands times and must be always on the ball to create new methods to teach those who kept forgetting the pattern.. well... there is a little boy, vishal, he was under daniel yesterday.. but when he wanted to go to the mamashop to buy drink he dun dare to.. he was telling daniel tat he scare i'll scold him... diao... i tot i not fierce at all??!!!!!!! that's what everyone says what...... but quite happy that there are children who are scare that i'll get angry at them.. haha... dunno why also... maybe gave me the sense of authority huh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was quite happy at syazuan's improvements and how fast the white yellow learn their side kicks... those kids in buangkok took me 3 weeks to teach them side kick lor... but now they are pretty good at it... hmm.. satisfaction!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u know, teaching children requires so much energy... u got to keep your own enthusiam high up, got to be super alert for any lost sheep and disappearance act by the devils, and also the energy for repeating asingle movement over and over again for 10x at least... see... if u are not trying hard enough to be patient and at the same time, be enthusiatic bout teaching them, the instructor gets bored, the students get bored too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when during the break, it's their break, not yours!! as an instructor, gotta stretch ur neck to make sure they dun get into trouble by running around.. if they get out of hand.. u gotta gather all the internal strength to scream for all of them to come back and gather...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;plenty of water break promised in return for the children's attention seems to work all the time... gotta give them privilage time to run around (withing your sight) and chit chat with each other.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;another difficult part of instructor is to handle money and other miscellanoeus issue!!! arghh... gotta take attendance, urge students to pay up their training fees to the RC, their grading fees and whatever they ordered.. MONEY!!! but all not mine.. sobz sobz... haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well... if u gonna be a teacher... get ready liang teh everyday!!! u need it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112609582086921093?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112609582086921093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112609582086921093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112609582086921093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112609582086921093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/1st-lab-report-in-yr-3.html' title='1st lab report in yr 3'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112590596093248452</id><published>2005-09-05T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T15:39:20.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monday blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a bad way to start a week...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;after lect today, i was supposed to meet yp for movie at causeway point... as i was on 963 to his place, my little sister called.. she wasn;t feeling well in school... i told her to go home 1st, i will be back in the cab..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mummy called straight after her to ask if i am going home.. i answered yes... what to do... how to throw my little sister at home and nobody bring her to the doc..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i called yp and told him of the unfortunate event that i hv to be home... despite being disappointed, he sya alright, he will drop by my place later in the day lor... thank you dear, for being so understanding!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;as i was waiting for the long taxi stand at bukit panjang shopping center, my dad call... asking for my whereabouts.. damn... not again.. anyway, he told me he had fetched my sister and on their way home, but he wasn't sure if he should bring her to the doc, as she say dun wan... he was like indicating that i should rush home asap to handle this..... i was screaming inside of me :"just bring her la!" .....duh... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i finally got a cab... after i board the cab.... then mum call to tell me that my dad and sister are at the doc and i dun hv to rush anymore... BUT I AM ON THE CAB ALREADY! then my dad call again, telling me that they are at the doc, i told them i already board a cab.. then he say go to the doc straight so that we will hv lunch together...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;along the cab, i was chatting with the taxi uncle bout school and job aspects.. just as approaching my place, i wanted to tell him to turn at the traffic light, instead of doing a u-turn, and go straight up the road to the doc's... before i could.. he received a call and made the u-turn at the same time... duh... i got off some blocks away fom my place at a price of $13.... and walk to the doc's..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since when i passe dmy block, i called dad adn i was told they are still with the doc,.. i decided to put down my super heavy bag at home b4 walking over.. on my lone walk to the doc, dad called was reprimanding me coz he told me to go straight to the doc, why i hv to go home first... duh again...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i reached the doc.. the 2 of them were standing and waiting lor.. in my mind i wa saying:" why can't they get a seat and order the food first leh.. since i'm only 3 mins walk away.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't believe this... why am i getting all these shit whenever my little sister fell sick.... damn lor... just my luck...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;plus this stupid lab report that i simply can;t produce!!! arghhh..... too long din write a proper journal style report! no content to write too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112590596093248452?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112590596093248452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112590596093248452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112590596093248452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112590596093248452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-blues.html' title='monday blues'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112541430999574696</id><published>2005-09-02T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:24:18.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st visit to the new national library</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday, 29th august:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i went home straight after school at 10am... was feeling very bored and wondering if i should go for a run... as i was on the bus, i saw a number of bad hair ends.. and so i got off at heartland mall.. went to the hairdresser and got myself some hair cut.. rather... i din cut much, just some trimming and the hair stylist, Ben, curl my hair ends for me... haha... look real old with wavy hair... nvm.. it was just a temp one as it was blown by hair dryer...&lt;br /&gt;after 1.5hr at the hairdresser's, i went home and eat my maggie mee and do some readings... at 3.15pm.. i got up and went to national library just to photocopy some readings from Tso Chuan for Chinese Heritage module...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;wow.. new national library is real huge... i almost got heart attack when travelling up and down the lifts that overlooks bugis street nearby.. haha... very nice place to hang out after school... new hang out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;yah.. at 5+ i then took train down to tampinese to meet yp and shanwen after their work.. i waited almost 1hr for them before they reached the interchange.. but meanwhile, i did my shopping and got myself a pair of big earrings.. haha... i decided to put them on immediately to show yp.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;when i met them at 969 berth, u should see yp's face.. so amused by my "new" look.. the hair cut was not so obvious (of course, i did trimming only), but the earrings and my tank top made me look like a real uni student.. well normally, i am a secondary look-alike student mah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;we went yishun to hv dinner before yp sent me home... heard tat danny had some prob with his fyp.. hopefully he will get it straightened out soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday, 30th august:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school as per normal.. taekwondo also.. nothing much to say... there was plenty of stuff to learn to teach.. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday, 31st august:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;had my 1st chinese heritage tutorial.. met my new project group.. the leader was not so bad looking.. quite handsome actually.. sporty sporty one.. but just see see and full stop la.... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;after school, went tkd at clementi ite.. had a talk with xj and sir.. just realised tat i forgot to tell J sir tat i was not free to go RTC for past 2 weeks... so i got his number from  xj and gave him a call to apologise... luckily.. not too bad ending.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i talked with yp late into the night.. he quitted his job coz the manger or supervisor was too cocky and irrational.. whatever la.. up to yp to choose.. of course in due time,  when it's time for him to get an perm job, he should know what to and what not to do, as he claimed so.. just believe now lor.. truth will be out when the time comes.. hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;one will never know what will happen in the future hur.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;during the same call, we had some heated argument over some issues.. wwll.. maybe i should learn how not to take ppl's comment too seriously.. but it just hurts so much that he couldn't get along with them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hate it when ppl think lowly of him.... he went to work just becoz he dun wan me to say that he's useless.. i was really touched that he do take my thoughts seriously.. but when he quitted, i can't say much.. his choice.. money was not the issue yet... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i agree that he's one who is easily agitated.. but when 2 comets come.. they burn even more fierce.. with a record, just like how japan had to declare all their military power after WWII, ppl judge... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i disagree tat i'm victimised.. u gotta see the other side of him.. yes, i accepted the fact tat he's not very good at keeping cool.. but it does not mean tat i'm bullied.. i dun argue back in times of anger coz i dun wan to hv to eat back my words as often in anger, i tend to be too emtional to be logical... therefore, shout all u wan at me, vent ur anger on me... but make sure u dun walk away till u heard what i hv to say... and excatly that's how me and him handle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;it's like, a metal ball burning.. if u add more oil.. it will burn brighter.. but when u wait for the fire to cease before putting oil to polish it.. it shines...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i hv seen for myself the change in him... in the past, when we quarrel, his temper rise unlimitedly..  now, yes we do still quarrel, he do still get angry, but not as bad as before.. less than 3 sentences, his temper will go down... yes, loud as he might be.. but hv u ever seen the tenderness after the fire? nevertheless, he is just as blunt as can be... he needs to be more hypocrite like the rest of us to survive peacefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i am sorry dear... for the 6 days a week of tkd and not spending more time with u before ur enlistment.. but there is a must for me to uptake the job... i hv a rsponsibility to fulfil, to my coach, to my students., to myself.... i know u are worried that i will be too tired.. i dun lie.. yes i am tired, but i will take care of myself esp, while u are not around.. dun worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i know from ur face, when each time u see a new wound or bruise i obtained, that u felt useless that u allowed me to be hurt.. i know u had been so angry with yourself each time i got injured, but really dear.. i had lived with it for so many years tat now, i felt so pampered by u.. not that i dun like it.. i do.. but please don't feel too responsible... i too, felt useless when each time i fail to bring forth to ppl how great u are to me... i can only tell u bout the gratitude i have for the omipotent power because he gave me to u.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st september:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;happy teachers' day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;i received the very 1st teachers' day present from a 4 yr old boy, jimmy, from buangkok class... so sweet of him.. i was really very touched.. hee.. the figurine was a real beauty.. i must not forget the little presents to the children for children's day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;after sch, i was supposed to meet yp in orchard, but just before he came out of his place, his dog shited in the kitchen.. he had no choice but to clear and scrub the kitchen, thus unable to meet me in town.. so we decided to meet at my place instead.. now i felt so silly to hv showed him the unhapy attitude that he didn't go orchard with me as he did got ready to go out early to wait for me... just his luck tat ding dang defecat last minute.. i wasn't logical....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;well.. but luckily, yp didnt took it to heart my tantrum that was uncalled for... &lt;em&gt;thank you dear&lt;/em&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;gotta go sleep now... going kent ridge walk for pract tml...oops..  i dun hv insect repellant.. die again lor... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112541430999574696?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112507074948083714</id><published>2005-08-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T23:40:16.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another boring day....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;came back from school at 11+am with lunch for meimei and myself..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after lunch, i managed the laundry, vacuum and mop the floor.. fold the clothes.... then nothing to do..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;or rather i was too lazy to read my notes... ehh... hee.... hee...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;talked briefly with xp and horng online... nothing much... only that xp was saying tat he is lonely in aust... xp, u must jia you and find yourself some frens to hang around with and take care of each other..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alone in a foreign land must be very very lonely........ but still i hope i can experience life in foreign land someday......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the evening, i went dinner in ponggol mall with my family, afterwhich, they sent me to tkd in sengkang...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;class was alright... they are pretty "obedient" today... practised their pattern dutifully and listen to instruction well enough.. the only prob is during target kicking.. they all wanted to cut queue.. hai... children...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am preparing to go grading next yr oct.. but sir wants me to aim to be ready by jan... alamak.... he checked my keumgan on wed... the steps are right... but not nice at all...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know also.. can't balance well, the steppings are not strong enough and there was a lack of style... must practise practise.. but at least, my steps are equal on left and right side when i check myself just now at the badminton court....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are lots of changes to be done to the previous patterns.. esp those side kicks... i gotta insert power... and my stamina... after 3 or 4 sets of pattern.. i was panting... cannot make it loh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sir says my sparring is there.. it only depends on if i'm willing to open my 'other' side... haha.. he kept using the incident tat i spar with chee hong and kick him left, right, center.. it was quite a shiok feeling indeed at that time... haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other than my own practise, i still hv to plan for the kids... hai.... what can i do to help them improve le.... let me think....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that' s all for tonight 1st... cya!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112507074948083714?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112481010271245911</id><published>2005-08-23T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T23:16:53.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after resting from training...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after taking 2 weeks break from taekwondo training, i'm back to my usual training regime... so happy!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;these 2 weeks, due to lack of exercising and extra 'stress', (wen zai nui nai u know hor...) i gained weight!! wah liao... 2 kg to be excat... so fat tat even the doctor commented that i should go on a diet... well... true enough.. i am really fat! must lose 5kg by end of sept... not too bad or far-fetch target, coz within 3 days..i'm back to my previous weight le.. haha.... but food is really tempting mah.... maybe must be like my friend.. she has been so depressed these few days that she couldn't eat anything solid food... she can only feed on liquid.... poor thing...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well, today i went down for training... and so suay, my right thumb was kicked by another girl... it's kind of painful now... difficult to type too.. u know.. i'm only using 2 fingers to type now... haha... pathetic.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the good news is that my kicks are not lost after the 2 weeks break, in fact, i'm improving in terms of accuracy... however, more needs to be done.. sir is looking into sending me for competition in 2 years time.. i'm apprehensive bout it.. 2 yrs.. maybe next yr.. but i won't be allowed to go... i dun wan sir to be disappointed, neither i want to argue with wen zai nui nai over this matter... he is so worried that i would be injured, that my opponents would kick me in my face... i understand his anxiety and worries, he protects me a lot coz i dunno how to protect myself... now, when i learn how to protect myself, my friends say, where is the old, kind, cute peidi... they felt tat i hv cahnged for the worst, becoming more petty, less understanding... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;is allowing others to vent anger on me whenever they wish, is allowing others to make fun of me without rebutting, the right way to do? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;maybe i'm protecting myself in the wrong way.. i dunno... i had a fren who mentioned tat peidi is born to be bullied.... i had some problems with her now... but since she was the one to break off the conversation, i strongly believe that she has to be the one to start speaking....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well... coming back, i have a way to convince him to let me go competition.. but i am not sure if it would work... anyway.. will see when the time comes... i really wan to know how is my standard after 11 yrs in tkd.. without competition experience, i really wonder in what rights i have to ask my juniors and kids to join?? i dun think the parents would be convinced by what i say to ensure their children's safety.. anyway....... as the boat reaches the end of the bridge, it will be straighten eventually...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yeah yeah, wen zai nui nai is finally working.. haha.. but he got injured, some small cuts here and there... when he told me, i cried.. heart pain... however that's experience... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i get off school and he still at work, i feel so bored.. he can't answer my sms coz he is very busy.. i understand, so i won't be mad or upset, or rather, i shouldn't be... at least he's not slacking off the job and after work and dinner, he will give me a call which would brighten up my day... hee... hee... i must take this chance to concentrate on my schoolwork... i have to get use to not able to reach him as and when i want as like before, coz he will be entering army very soon... when he's in army.. maybe we won't even have the chance to talk everyday.. so getting use to is important...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hmmm.... shall end off here today and go back to telephone chat with wen zai nui nai!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112481010271245911?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112481010271245911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112481010271245911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112481010271245911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112481010271245911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/after-resting-from-training.html' title='after resting from training...'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112469125395122804</id><published>2005-08-22T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T14:14:13.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a nuts!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha...i had the biggest laughter of my life last friday..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after school, yp picked my and seowwei up from sungei bulogh wetland. After sending seowwei home, we went back to his place. I change into my tkd gi and went to Guan Ming Shan to pray to his ancestors with his parents. After paying my respects, yp drove me to sengkang tkd... he waited while i handle my kids..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after the class, he sent me home to bath and we went out agian. We first pick dan, ari and SB at YCK mrt and jing later from her place...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we all went jalan kayu roti prata for super late dinner.... me and jing talked in private there...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there, she broke her promise to some jerk and told me what tat jerk has been telling her behind my back... damn... i thought i wld be very angry.. but.. no... in the end, i was more on the side to laugh my head off...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that jerk said tat i was a slut... trying to cause a break up between him and his gf... by the way, his gf is my good fren... he claimed that i like him... that's y i kept causing quarrels for the 2 of them... he used plenty of valgur words on me... what a nice display of his rich hokkien vulguarites... haha... too bad, jing dun understand most... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i feel like giving him a tight slap... yes, my bf may do things ugly ways, he may be ah beng, he may not do things the gentlemanly way,  but he won't go around telling other ppl about the bad things of his gf... no matter how horrible i am as a gf, he never complain to his friends... he wld talk directly to me...not like the jerk. if yp has any comments, he wld say right to the person... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's true that i had commented tat the jerk may be a good bf to fetch and send his gf to and fro school, and i wish my bf will be like tat... BUT this does not mean that i like u....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;jerk said to jing that i was so ugly, fat, short... blah blah blah..... and i was thick-skinned to think tat i wld be a better gf than his gf... sorry... gotta use some vulgarities.... @#$$@%^@&amp;#%@! like him!!! dream on! he's not at all sporty.. with a big belly and short height... he is nothing in comparision to yp! so what if yp is not frm uni... it doesn;t matter at all... what matters most is how a guy treats his family, his friends... many friends does not mean anything at all... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so jerk, u better wake up your f***ing idea! slap yourself and maybe with a bloated, swollen and pig face, u might look better... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;and one more thing.... u dare to reprimand me for telling all the stuff, tat u told me to keep from ur gf,  to ur gf...saying tat i do things in the dark.... didn;'t u do it too?! why go around telling my frens bad words bout me..... if u really have nothing to hide, u think that u are right, come, tell me straight in my face that u think i am a slut and i am so thick skinned to think tat i like you! i am daring u to do so..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;u said  it yourself tat i am a hypocrite.. look so nice on the surface, but actually is very evil.... pls remember very carfeully the sentence that u said...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;now i look just like the girl next door... but as u said... i am a hypocrite... u know the opposite face right...... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;laugh while u still hv the ability to do so..... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112469125395122804?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112469125395122804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112469125395122804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112469125395122804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112469125395122804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/what-nuts.html' title='what a nuts!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112432996605780469</id><published>2005-08-18T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T10:12:18.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dun wanna be a 2 headed snake!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2 of my good friends had some misunderstandings....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dun wanna be a 2 headed snake... i dun wan to be the friend of one, and allow ppl to think that i'm with her, but yet on the other hand having friendly relationship with the other... all done without allowing them to talk face to face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl A believed that Girl B had done something very wrong to her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl B know nuts about what Girl A thinks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I heard stories from both sides, in fairness, i think they should talk regardless of the resulting finals.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl A refused, to her, no point wasting time on Girl B. Girl B don't deserve her attention.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;No use, full stop.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am of no use now.. this matter, an unfinished close that will and should never involve me anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;They are now 2 different friends tat my new brain tells me they do not know each other.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If ppl are going to die just because you have not been 'kapo', it is better than they die just because you are 'kapo'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to be selfish, i am to be.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is what i gather from yesterday. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today, the new birth from the fertilised egg, a new selfish and i-know-nothing Peidi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be petty so that i won't be hurt by ppl, as ppl dun make hurtful jokes on petty ppl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be selfish so that i won't have to be bothered by other's problem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be stupid so that i don't have to carry the responsible of knowing what is going on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let me be the new me. Don't try to revive my dead old Peidi.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Many thanks!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Note: all above-mentioned....erm.... won't be applicable to my studies and taekwondo... haha.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In studies and taekwondo, i must know what i have to know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In studies and taekwondo, i can't be petty as knowledge is to be shared.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In studies and taekwondo, i can't be selfish as i hope others will not be.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hope you will be happier than yesterday..... smile!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112432996605780469?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112432996605780469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112432996605780469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112432996605780469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112432996605780469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-dun-wanna-be-2-headed-snake.html' title='i dun wanna be a 2 headed snake!!!!'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112372214860445243</id><published>2005-08-11T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T09:02:28.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start of year 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the 1st wk of sch.. only hv lectures and so i;m like going to school almost everyday just for 2hrs.. haha....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Monday had lessons at 8am.. sian.. woke up at 5am, bath, eat breakfast and went to school at 5.50am... decided to take 153 for the air con.. didn't know that it will be so fast.. i reached the tea-garden at 6.30am... i was to meet seowwei at 7.30am... now it's too early.. so i continue  the journey all the way to queensway and cross the overhead bridge to change 197.. i thought this will hang some time... but no.... in the end, i still reach school sat 7am.... diao... so early.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway, saw some year 1 along the school walkway... quite funny to see their blur faces and thet seemed a bit apprehensive.. was i like that some 2 years ago?? hee... hee... hee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after lesson at 10am, me, seowwei and boonsing went to canteen to 'chop' seats for the mini-09 lunch gathering at 12pm later.. boonsing went off to print notes b4 the rest came while me and seowwei sat in the canteen talk rubbish.... Nigel came up and talked to us.. a bit strange to talk to him after the incident during exams... nevertheles... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;at 12 plus... yi and the rest of the guys came...  there were marcus, ketpin, wayne, engwen, sheewee, yi, seowwei and me.... we ordered our food, eat and chat till 1plus before the party broke up... i went to yp's place after that... we watched tv, as i was not feeling well... i fell asleep  halfway through.... at 7plus we bought dinner back to my place, afterewhich, yp went out to meet teckmin while me and sisters went to hougang kbox for karaok session...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my mum was so funny.. she reminded us not to quarrel with ppl at kbox... diao.... as if we will like that.... the total bill for the 3 of us came almost up to $90.. wah.... but i think it' s b'coz holiday eve.. we sang till 11pm and made our way home.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;next morning, i stayed at home... me and my sisters then baked chocolate cookies... duuh... it was a failure... it's always like tat we all lack the patience to measure each components of ingredients concisely... haha... somemore we dun hv a baking oven at home.. we hv toaster and microwave oven but nt for baking... haha... waste food huh... but it was fun wat.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when my dad comes home, i tried pursuading them to go yishun see fireworks.. but they refused.. so i got yp to go with me.... i met him at amk and went to his place for him to change 1st...  but in the end... b'cos of downloading games on computer... we didn;t go yishun too.. BUT! my parents went... boo hoo hoo.. wrong investment... humpf...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yup yup... han long was the commander for the 21 ceremonious canon shots.. too bad didn;t see his face on tv.. wat a waste... hai.... didn't manage to spot my cousin in the police entourage when the president walk past them... i though he was to be standing in the 1st row?! nvm.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wednesday school resume.. my lesson was at 8am again/..... hai..... this time.. i have seowwei and marcus in the same class as me... the lecturer was really very talkative... haha... but at least he's not boring... but when i see the energy calculations... i almost fainted.... arghhhhhhhhhh.......... i thought i was doing biology? hai..........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after lessons... me and seowwei hit the town... as it so early... far east was pratically not open... so... we went to PS for Thai express... yummy...i had tom yum stick noodles with seafood (sen mee tom yum taalay) while she had tom yum glass noodles with fish ( sen...... tom yum plaa) haha... so nice.,... we had soft shell crab too.. first time eating it.. a bit strange.. though it is not bad.. but i still prefer big juicy black pepper or chili crabs.... after eating, we walked ard iin hereen.... bought somehair clips and then went home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was supposed to go jantzen for hair cut with my da jie in the eve... but candy was not in... so we decided not to go.. instead, we planned to try out the $10 cut in heartland mall... butat 7pm then da jie finish her work.. by then i didn;t wan to cut already.... shop closing too....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fell asleep in front of the tv at 9plus after watching superstar as i was having diahhoera... at 11pm, i woke up to answer yp's phone.. usual time as he will call me after his wed tkd class on his long walk home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i fell asleep on my bed after putting down the phone... yp said will call me later....... but when i woke up with a stomachache at 12 plus, there was no missed call... i sms him but there was no reply.. maybe he missed it lah... still feeling sick now... arghh.........&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112372214860445243?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112372214860445243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112372214860445243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112372214860445243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112372214860445243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/start-of-year-3.html' title='start of year 3'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112304399299983704</id><published>2005-08-03T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T12:40:45.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Staying alive seems so easy, how many of us often puts suicide in our mind when we face problems? How often have u say: "the best situation is if i am dead, everything would be solved" or "why am i born? if only i wasn't"&lt;br /&gt;but... is this the truth? do u think u are so important that if u are dead eveything is sloved? u think u are so important that things will not be the way as it is now if u are dead? Rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;things will not be sloved, things get worsen..&lt;br /&gt;babies that are aborted, they dun get a chance to see the world... it's not fair to them.. but if they were brought to the world, would they be able to live a normal life?&lt;br /&gt;Life is never fair, but yet the super power running the world is fair...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112304399299983704?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112304399299983704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112304399299983704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112304399299983704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112304399299983704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/alive.html' title='alive'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112294332585539164</id><published>2005-08-02T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T08:42:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facing the music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's such a joke to find something that u often say about other people happening on yourself..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when u least expect it, it happens... is it luck or just a result awating to happen?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nobody causes it, u caused it, u solve it... no one is to help u, u hv no rights to make others worry for u... they have the right to live in a world free from anxiety that u may bring upon... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;face it, things will be ok soon... i believe....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112294332585539164?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112294332585539164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112294332585539164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112294332585539164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112294332585539164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/08/facing-music.html' title='facing the music'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112260371508853554</id><published>2005-07-29T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T12:04:04.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/IMG_0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/IMG_0031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ~haha.. forced to pose... so unwillingly...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/IMG_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/IMG_0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;looks tall hor... coz his shoes got heels.. haha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wed was yp's graduation day.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he was dressed so smartly, with long sleeves light-blue shirt and tie.. wow.. never seen him more shuai that in this... i like it!! hee... my heart was&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; pumping real fast when i saw him... erm.. u know.. it was like those kind of feelings that u feel when see someone that u secretly like... hee... hee.... i can't stop grinning like a little girl... i had some light make up on with a pink blouse and light brown skirt on... we 2 now looked as if we were on our way to work.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;during the ceremony, i was seated with his friend's mother, who is also teckmin's aunt.. she was suggesting to me that i should ask teckmin and his son, swee heng the whole gang of bachalors out to meet my female friends... erm... not the 1st auntie to suggest this to me loh... whole list of aunties that had ever asked me to bring my female friend out to befriend yp's male friends... haha... diao..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after the ceremony, yp n me went home to drive my dad's car out, we went to meet teckmin, lian zhou at jubilee for a movie.. Stealth. The storyline was just like most AI movies... bout artificial intelligence going haywire and diasters occur... but what i like was the marvellous scence.. the planes used, the breathtaking free-fall, the flight and landing on those kind of big vessels that act as base for planes... erm... what are they called?? i know in it chinese... anyway... the movie was really nice... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after movie, we drove over to teckmin's place as he got to pack his army stuff to report back to camp the next day... we stayed there till nearly 1am before we sent lian zhou home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yp went home to bath and after bathing, we went jalan kayu for roti prata... wah seh... the curry was so damn nice lor.... delicious!!! i had only 1 egg prata initially, but the curry was so nice that i wanted to continue eating.. so i ordered another plain prata while yp after eating 2 egg prata, 1 double egg prata, he ordered another plaster prata..... the 2 of us were really very full after the supper.... dragging our feet, we drove back to my place... i bath and we slept at 3am.. at 6am, we woke up and drove my little sister to school before fetching teckmin to changi beach. my goodness.... yp and myself suffered from indigestion... see... i can't eat 2 hours before i sleep, if not will get indigeation... sobz sobz.... we simply shared a cup of teh-O for breakfast.. at 9am, we went jalan jalan... i todl yp tat i guide him to go back to my place using kaki bukit.... but... i lost my way too... haha... in the end, we made a super big turn in bedok before yp decide tat we should go backt to pasir ris and take SLE back home...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we went to top up the petrol, then went to a multi-storey carpark to wash the car... so fun!! haha... though i hv had washed the car so many times, but this is the 1st time i washed with yp... after washing, we drove up to the roof top to sun it before we wax the car...it was really tough.. hands aching now.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after we are done with the car, we went cold storage to buy ingredients for dinner... we planned to hv fish and chips..... i made a super big mistake... i rubbed salt into the fish, and put soy sauce into the egg that was meant for dipping the fish into before frying!! the 1st piece of fish was so salty tat we had to throw away... after trying so many times including changing the egg, washing and soaking the fish, the fish was still salty... but we had not much choice... we fried the fish regardless.... however, when we finally sat down to eat, the fish tasted alright with lemon!! my family kind of like it... haha... yp n me washed the kitchen but halfway through, marcus called to ask me bout the CORS thing.... erm... yp came up and showed me the 'I'll-kill-him' face... haha..... jealousy... but he continued cleaning the kitchen without complaints... thank you dear... hee.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;realising tat yp dun hv clothes at my place for him to change..my mum called my dad to buy him briefs on his way home.. haha... a bit of wrong size.. but still can wear lah.... haha.... then my mum searched her cupboard for t-shirts that my aunt meant to give my dad... the polo shirts were brand new... but coz yp dun wear polo shirts, he decline the offer... anyway he did bath and changed into my t-shirt instead... the sleeves were kind of too short for him... and he looks quite small in size... well... i was so tired tat i fell asleep in front of the tv.. seeing that i was so tired, yp made a move home earlier than usual...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112260371508853554?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112260371508853554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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holidays</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm pretty sure that this will be my last long holidays.. last holidays will be in dec.. i should be graduating next july.. it means finding jobs and earning money... pathetatic... haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;well.. i finally decided to concentrate in biology..(erm.. hv i said tat before??) anyway, i might just end up being another office girl.. who knows.. hmmm...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;my bro landed himself into hospital last thurs with fungal growth in 1 eye.. idiot.. told himso many  times not to wear contacts iin army.. must clean properly, he just won't listen..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he is back home for now... hopefully can fully recover.. but the doc say most prob there will be a a scar in the eye.. might obstruct his vision slightly...  dunnoe how... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but he' s quite an lucky ass... admitted under a B2 ward, but stayed in a A class ward due to lack of space.. haha.. really quite posh, with private toilet, a sofa-bed, tv, flask, etc....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;getting sleepy now... good night!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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wish i can join tournment... just once... for the experience... sometimes, i just feel that if i miss my tkd classes, it may not be carried out well... i hope the poom belts will turn black soon, and they will be as interested in taking classes.. so that i dun hv to worry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i'm a born worrier... i thought of the future, if i work long shifts, how can i continue taking classes?? if i'm married, with children of my own.. how can i possibly spend 3 or 4 evenings at tkd, leaving my parents-in-law to take care of them? i would like to spare my in-laws from the children at night,i would like to take care of my children myself... ... maybe i think too much... not too sure either....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112173868225700338</id><published>2005-07-19T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T10:04:42.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last saturday, dear' s elder sister (i call her 'tua-jei' aka big sister) had a chalet and i was included.. i thought their whole family will be there.. in the end.. there was only 4 other tua-jei's friends, tua-jei's husband (i call him gor.. though should be jie-fu.. haha), xiao han(dear' s little cousin pri6) and her parents, dear and me.. however, after the BBQ, only tua-jei, gor, xiao han, dear and me stayed over.. we watched tv, play-xbox.. haha.... so fun...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i slept minimal.. as a light sleeper... i was almost kept awake by gor's thunderous snoring.. haha.... tua-jei was telling us how she lost sleep when gor went overseas once coz there was no snoring to make her sleep.. so cute!! but quite true..once u are used to something.. when deprived of it, it's hard to live normally..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;xiao han woke up at 8am next morning... as usual, i wasn't quite asleep.. so we watched tv together.. until 10plus when we start kha-jiao-ing everyone to wake up and go wild wild wet!!!! finally at 11plus, everyone was ready to go gfor breakfast.. we had macdonald's.. after breakfast, instead of wild wild wet.. we went escape theme park.. gor, dear and me went on the go-kart so many times that we lost count.. initially, i kept stepping on brakes when going downslope... but after 2 rounds... i step on accelerator instead!! haha... dear was shocked at how fast i went down the 4 stories high slope.. we both arelike tryant on tracks.. there was 2 cars ahead of us.. seeing a bit of space on the right.. i tried overtaking on the right, when the car tried to block me, the space on the left it left there wa taken up by dear.. haha... we step on the accelerator and swiftly overtook the car and another ahead of it, went down the slope and drift at the bend at the same angle... dun ask me how come i know how to do it... bascially i just anyhow tap the break, turn the wheel and acclerate away... that was really very fun!!! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i took dear up on the 360 revolution and into the indor roller coster... dear was cursing and swearing throughout the rides.. keep saying that i tricked him onto these thrill rides... haha... to bad.. u hv found yourself a thrill-seeking gf!!  na--na--na--- haha... but still he din go up the pirate ship with me... hmm... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we played the whole afternoon away, getting wet and screaming till throat pain... in the evening, we bought laksa back to eat.. and xian han's dad, ah keng uncle came with 45 sticks of otah!! oh gosh.. so much.... after eating laksa and bathing... xiao han went home as she has school on monday.. gor, tua-jei, me and dear then went out to play..... they taught me bowling... i won dear!!! haha yeah!! and also pool.... i play pool till hand pain sia... so difficult to play... the 4 of us played till nearing 12 before we bought sup noodles back for supper... after supper, we watched  tv, play dai-dee with vodka and fell asleep... i slept better this time round... but still not fully asleep... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;next morning, we checked out, had breakfast at burger king before going home.... we went to dear's place first for him to bath and feed dingdang.. well.. as usual... i fell asleep almost instantly on his bed... it was not until 3 plus when i suddenly woke up and remembered that i want to go home to cook dinner... i quickly woke dear up and we took a taxi back to my place.. he helped me with the cooking and by 7plus, we sat down for dinner...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this weekend was so fun......... i urging my mummy to book a chalet too.. haha.... kind of can't get to sleep last night.... played too much loh.... hee... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112173868225700338?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112173868225700338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112173868225700338' title='0 Comments'/><link 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orchard, getting caught in the rain...&lt;br /&gt;u will get sick with fever, flu and headache like me.... sobz sobz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;little hello kitty gave birth last wed.. to 3 babies... but 2 died... left 1... i named it I-CHI... it quite a plump hairlesss pup now.... so cute.. another 2 weeks or less should see hair growth.. wonder if it will be light cream colour like little dear daniel or golden colour like little hello kitty...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112114138229691809?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112114138229691809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112114138229691809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112114138229691809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112114138229691809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/07/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112075798931830258</id><published>2005-07-08T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:33:06.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>idiot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i just feel like an idiot... stupid ass.. the only word to describe me... sometimes how i wish i will slip into a coma and won't have so much things to to think about.. but my poor parents... hai..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;feeling so blue today.. just because a hi from an old friend upset my day and trigger off my dammit thoughts.. arghh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;need to change myself... must learn to be a better instructor... i am just not strict enough.. dear says nothing is impossible.. i can learn to be a good instructor as the rest of my team mates... i'm lousy now.. but i will improve!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;decided to concentrate in biology.. i choose to pursude my interest first.. anyway, after graduate, i might not be in any area of science.. so might as well study what i'm interested in first lor..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/stop%20hiding%20babe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/200/stop%20hiding%20babe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Babe passed away 2 days ago in his sleep....... i din cry in front of anyone.. but the day he passed on, i lay in bed.. sobbing to myself.. half due to the loss.. half was tears of gratitude that he is finally out of suffering.. though he was eating and drinking normally even till the night before he passes on, i can see the bad shape he was in, being ill and his flesh was rotting away.. Babe, wish u all the happiness in the freed world, i had never blame u for the wire of my DVD player that u bit through... love you always...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;something happier... my other female hamster, little hello kitty is pregnant again.. though the first batch all perish due to the presence of a puppy at my place and i forgotting to separate her from little dear daniel... looking forward to seeing a batch of newborns in 2 weeks time.. gotta start preparing a cage for her.. the cage is the one left vacant by Babe.. that's life... as one goes, another one comes in to fill the space... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-112075798931830258?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/112075798931830258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=112075798931830258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112075798931830258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/112075798931830258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/07/idiot.html' title='idiot'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112057788188161745</id><published>2005-07-05T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T23:38:40.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy's girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Daddy's girl.. is that what all the girls in the world wanna be? To be your parents' favourite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sat, i so so very upset with my daddy... i went over to yp's place as usual on sat mornings, at noon time, i received a call from him asking for my whereabouts... as usual, i thought.. but he told me that my little called and say she was not feeling well, vomitting and stomach and headache.. and she say that she will not be going for piano in the afternoon after her band practice.. and now he couldn't find her.. nobody answered his call at home, my little sis's mobile phone was not switched on... i told my daddy that i will go home from woodlands and see where she is.. but my daddy raised his voice at me saying that it would be so long for me to reach home... i was so angry at him.. it' s not my fault that my little sis is not reachable and i gave a possible solution which i can carry out, but he still raise his voice at me! after hanging up, i threw my phone on the floor and started sobbing.. yp couldn't sya anything but just to hug me... i felt as if i don't matter to my daddy anymore, i felt as if he was blaming me for not being at home, i felt so unloved... it seems to me that my daddy only doted on my little sister coz she is the one who plays with him... i felt like my daddy do not accept if me and my elder sister are "rude" to him in a playful mode, unlike my little sister... i felt everything was unfair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i packed my stuff and went home in a hurry.. yp was accompanied me home.. at home, my elder sister also came home, halfway from an outing with her friend.. she told me not to get mad at daddy just because he raised his volume at me, i could see that my elder sister was holding her tears as she saw my tears... my elder sister loves everyone of us so much, she always cry when we cry... anyway, it turned out that my little sister has menses!!! arghhh.... nvm... i took panadol menstrual and advise her on how to eat.. seeing that she is alright (she was between sleeping and in the toilet before i reach home) i went out with yp to orchard for a walk.. i was still upset..&lt;br /&gt;sun morning, my daddy woke my elder sister up for breakfast but not me.. normally he would wake me instead.. they tot i dunno, but i am a light sleeper, i heard everything... i tried not to wake up, but i couldnt sleep anymore.. anyway, we went out for breakfast together all the same.. otherthan greeting my daddy, i din spoke to him.. after doing household chores, i went back to bed to read my story book.. daddy and mummy was going out, mummy asked us if we want to go, i simply gave her a flat no.. i pretend to be sleeping cos i cry again.. i wasn't sure why, i just feel very low... very very low... but things got better after dinner.... my daddy and i seesm like nothing had ever happened.. well.. things are back to normal again... tat's family.. haha haha...&lt;br /&gt;m not angry at my daddy or what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-112002086945719178</id><published>2005-06-29T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T12:54:29.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msg from diff parts of my systems..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wondering wat i should concentrate in my year 3... biomedical or biology?! biology is wat i'm interested in, but the  future job aspect seems bleak... biomedical is not that bad.. however i'm comprehensive of the level of difficulty in this area... hmm.. i have been going against the current all along since primary school... having studied in somewhat more challenging environment, from EM1 to triple science n higher chinese in secondary school and continuing with triple science throughout my JC days (if i have had dropped 1 of the 4 main subj, i might hv score better in my A Levels) anyway. i hv reached this point where i hv to make yet another big decision.. hmm.... and it concerns my future more immediately than the previous decisions... what should i choose?! maybe i should do double concentration.... will i be in any advantage if i choose double concentration? will i be neither here nor there??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;putting  aside this mind straining question, holidays was kinda unfufilling iin terms of work done and readings... the main component of my holidays was around family, love ones and taekwondo... but undoubtly, i hv been quite on for movies and shopping... been going out more frequently than ever with baoyue, junmin and yp individually lah.. therefore i am almost certain that after this month of non-working plus so much of going out... i am going to be broke... bad year 3 to come.. hv to scrimp and save so that i can go on for a holiday after graduation in a year s time... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh man.. baoyue just sms me.. marcus tat diputs is on the news... coz of his work at the art council.. hmm.. tat' s quite cool! seems fun to work with the foreigners.. ehh.... next holiday can depend on him to intro us to the job... muahahahahaha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;well.. i hope to attend ncap technical fast so that i can get to be a full cert coach before the august nationals come... then i can coach my kids, and nt having to trouble the rest of them..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#996633;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yp will be entering army soon in oct.. another 3 months.. let him relax for all he wants lah.. i choose to believe that he would work hard after army...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last last sat, yp brought me to danny's place for BBQ.. was quite bored initially as most ppl there was from JMD NYP and i dunno them.. but luckily hv brian and shanwen and his gf and danny... they talked to me while yp busied himself with the fire... after most of the ppl left,there was only danny, braian, huiyi, xiangmin, jason, another boy, yp, danny' s mum and me left.. after we2 ladies clear up the area, yp settle the fire.. we all sat around and i took out a book on blood type n astro signs and started reading to them... the guys crowded around me and i began to fell uncomfortable... anyway, danny was beside me, he is just like a big brother to protect me from the other guys that i dun really know before yp come and sit on right.... according to the book, yp is someone who is protective of his love ones... danny want to prove it right, he "slapped" me and this triggered a pull and tug game between him n yp.. haha... they look so comical... almost laughed my head off... they look like 2 monkeys! anyway, yp n me reached his place at 12plus and by the timehe sent me home was 2am... we went to bed after i bath... at 5am i woke up prepare food for my grandfather's death anniversary..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;last sat we went maris stella for tkd competition.. i was the announcer with youyun while yp n priscilla, mingxiang and thomas were one of the referees.. as i knew quite some boys frommaris, i was kind of well taken care of there... haha... they put 2 fans specially for the 2 of us! so nice... joelle and jonathon lost in the first round.. but it was a nice experience for them.. now they really know ppl won't give in at all... must go all out if u wnat to win... we are steppin up on our training!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on monday, yp borrowed the car from my daddy to send dingdang to the vet... dingdang is blind.. the operation will cost $8000 min.. considering dingdang' s age, to let her enjoy her remaining life was the choice.. when the time comes that she can't eat properly, we will hv to put her to sleep... the remaining of the day, yp was very quiet, he looked worried... i know he was feeling damn low...  before we left dingdang at home to go over to his grandma's place, yp open the door that he was closing to give dingdang a kiss on her head... i didn;t comment anything, but i was so touched... i almost break out in tears but i know i shouldn't... i can possibly bring his already low emotions lower... at that moment , it confirmed my beliefs that yp will be a good father... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at the same time, my babe is, too, struggling to fight off pain... he is bascially very ill... but i know the vet will not do anything to him for he is but just a hamster... give me another 2 days to see if my treatment works... if not.. i will hv to put him to sleep.. it hurts so much... he came to my place one morning some 2.5 years ago after being found along the stairways... despite him spoiling the wire of my dvd player, bitting me on 2 occassions and played hide and seek with me whne he was younger... i still love him just like my very own child... that night when i was bathing babe, i cried... yp was very stern with me, he threatened not to allow anymore hamsters for me as he felt tat i can handle the loss of hamsters... i can.. if they leave in peace.. but now i see babe suffering, but i can't do anything to help him... i know i should just let him go, but it is easier said than done.. please recover, babe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111699508567050530</id><published>2005-05-25T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T12:24:45.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wake up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday......... ben lao shu felt sleepy, he tried to go and watch but i wasn't happy about it, i felt tat he should hv planned ahead to ensure enough sleep so as to handle the next day's appoinment... but it was a rare opportunity that he can gather and play mahjiong with his buddies.... so star wars cancelled again.. next schedule is on thurs... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i then spent the afternoon alone walking among the private housing estate linking serangoon north to hougang-kovan.. the  houses are beautiful.. and i met with this dog that is so very tall.. it looks like the scooby-doo dog, big and lanky.. but i dun dare to go near the house to hv a better look coz dunno if he can jump over the gates... i continue walking.. hoping that i would get lost in the estate.. but i was wrong.. every  turn i took.. the scene is farmilar, i hv been to there so many times since young that i kind of know each corner.. each time i feel so blue, i will just go for a run or a walk in the housing estate.. sometimes i would choose to go MacRitchie and read a book there to escape from the buzz of the society..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;sometimes i think so much... too much philosophical stuff that my tiny weeny brain churns out... sometimes when u know the answer that people will give, u keep everything to yourself.. no point lah.. emptying the brain is so very difficult... the only way... work work work... housework, homework, playwork, sports workout and blast the music to dance... that's what i did this morning... wake up, wash clothes.. sweep floor, trim my eyebrows to a horrible shape, but better than nothing, blast the music away while i dance.. haha... no one see me dance.. so doesn't matter how horrible the dance is.. yes..  i must treat myself better... keeping thinking of so much  stuff... why keep hanging on to the past... &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;look to the future... look to the future... LOOK&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Right, it's been quite some time since i last met up with baoyue and jingyi... so  later go out with baoyue to collect my ncap theory level 1 cert.. been 1 year loh... and then go window shop... no money, cannot buy... i hv spent almost $200 on shopping in thelast 2 weeks... must curb now.... then at night we 2 go meet jingyi for dinner at amk...  &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;yesterday, my 'da ge' came to tkd.. he commented that i looked so tired and seemingly thinner than 2months ago when he saw me... nah.. me still the same la... plump plump de...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;you are pretty, but my girlfriend is beautiful&lt;/span&gt;~ from my 'da ge'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i? hmm... it does not matter.. i can still remember the days tat i tried to make myself ugly.. haha.. need zero effort... hahaha... just get a short hair cut, wear big big clothes and sloppy slippers... so easy...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, on mon eve i had dinner with  ben lao shu, danny, his mum and gf at yishun.. while waiting for ben lao shu at the interchange, 2 guys came up and 1 of them tried to promote some charity tickets to me.. i was playing hard to get.. normally i will just say no and walk off.. but this time i challenged whatever he said.. haha.. anyway, after  some 10 mins, ben lao shu came and called out to me n the chap ended his conversation with me fast... ben lao shu says that the chap is trying to get my number.. it surprised me coz i din tot of this.. haha.. anyway although i still think that the chap was just trying to sell his stuff, i pretend that what ben lao shu says is the truth.. haha... no experience of guys on streets coming up to me to get my number leh.. hmm... no attractive enough maybe?! aiyah.. should be lah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111699508567050530?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111699508567050530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111699508567050530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111699508567050530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111699508567050530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/05/wake-up.html' title='wake up'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111617217234355377</id><published>2005-05-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:34:21.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays so far</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 week into holiday... what hv i been doing??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6th may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;last paper thai3&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;dinner with yp&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;7th may:&lt;/span&gt; hang ard with yp&gt;&gt;&gt; afternoon, at party world karaok with yp and his friends: Danny, his mum and gf(Arina), Shanwen and gf(Patricia).. so fun.. hee... sang our lungs out man..evening, dinner with them at woodlands foodcourt.. patricia is really kind of thin.. danny dun let arina eat more, shanwen wants patricia to eat more... i quite lucky... yp din do anything to my diet.... hooozz....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;8th may:&lt;/span&gt; sunday.. mother's day.. haha... yp came over hougang, went hougang mall to find PS2 and shop for the night's steamboat for mother's day celebration.. too bad.. bro can't come home to eat with us.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;9th may:&lt;/span&gt; went junmin's place for a girls' chat... she's a silly girl.. love... it bits yet comforts... and i booked my basic theory test date!!!! 10th june.. arghh.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;10th may:&lt;/span&gt; tuesday, tkd day.. morning went over to yp's house to help him pack away his secondary school stuff...ehh... saw quite a few cute notes.. i was enjoying myself digging his old stuff, but he got quite mad... so i just quietly pack and quickly finish the job.... later in the afternoon went simlim with yp looking for his PS2.. had lunch at fish &amp;amp; Co... yp's 1st time there!!! haha.. buying PS2 was sian.. so much to calculate in order to get the best bargain! tkd in the evening was fun.. how i miss it after 1 week of no tkd... though the children are still a troope of monkeys.. but how peaceful and troubless laughters they have..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;11th may:&lt;/span&gt; no tkd at clementi ite.. went out with yp and his mum.. to woodlands for a new handphone, model wanted not avaliable, then took train to amk lor.. found the phone there.. before we bought the phone, we went to buy a pair of shoes for his mum.. she bought a nike ladies walking shoe for work.. after the shoes, we had breakfast..erm..lunch....erm dinner... whatever la, at S11.. his mum treated us to western food.. yummy... i finished everything! hee... so they bought the phone after the meal.. by then, it was late, yp gotta rush to tkd... knowing that his mum got to buy quite a number of stuff.. i volunteer to go woodlands ntuc with her.. hee... how a different experience.. go buy groceries with your bf's mum.. hmm.. i push the cart while she hold on the front portion.. excatly like what my family does... haha.. we bought 6bags full of stuff... i was so shock when she piled 6 cans of oat into the cart.. i was thinking can we really make it back home?? anyway, we, 2 ladies with the bags, took train back to admiralty home... a bit heavy, but still can make it... i helped her to stock up the newly bought stuff into the cupboard, afterwhich, she asked me to see which books that we pack the day before still got use, can give away.. i pick out all the usuable ones and all the rubbish remaning, was thrown away at the rubbish chute... yp's mum helped me to carry down to the rubbish collection center.. after tat, i walk over to their tkd class.. after class, May mdm drove all of us to pasir ris to meet jeffery sir, alex, elieen, sylvia and mingli.. had chicken wings and fries. after eating, yp and me went to mdm's and sir's place to take something.... yp spent the nite at my palce.. we had our 2am meal as usual when he spends the night over....anyway, he slpt till 12pm the nxt day..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;12th may:&lt;/span&gt; went to tkd at sengkang as usual.... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;13th may:&lt;/span&gt; i woke up at 4am to bath and prepare myself for work at sheraton tower.. see entry on "first time waitress"... after work went to meet yp, danny and arina... we went to yishun 346 for basketball.. we 2 girls sat at the sides while the guys play.. din perform as well as norm.. but nevertheless still a good work out.. i had a nice talk with arina.. shared some girlish stuff on bfs and the like.. arina likes to design and draw.. i think her works are beautiful.. after these meetings with her, if find her to be an adorable girl, one who you will feel like doting on.. she has a simple mind.. full of fun and sunshine... after bball, we ate at yishun before walking ten thousands mile with yp to buy newspaper home..reached his place around 11pm, while he bath and get his PS1 to bring over to my place, his dad came home and thrust a box of grapes to me.. haha.... his dad likes to puch fruits to me, coz no one else in the family will help him eat le... oops.. i will get fat like this oh.. at 11.40pm. we took a taxi back to my place, he play his PS while i slept beside him in the living room.. damn tired...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;this time round, he woke up at 7am and sat in the living room waiting for me to awake up.. hee..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;14th may:&lt;/span&gt; yp wanted to go home and sleep first before we go out to buy my shoes... at his place, i fell asleep also.. hee... like a pig sia... calculate a here and there, i slept almost 11hrs in total.... in the afternoon after he woke up, we went to buy shoes and also walk ard in orchard... evening, he got teckmin out and the 3 of us went kbox in amk... haha... i machiam every weekend go karaok... =D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;15th may:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; woke up in the morning very early.. supposed to go work, but got junmin to get ppl to cover my shift as i can't wear covered shoe at all... the blisters hurts... but i went to market with daddy, mummy, bro and baby.. asked mingzhu(my cousin) along.. after reaching home and finish the laundery, mingzhu, meiping, meili, baby and me went compass point shopping... bought a lot of stuff man... but shuang!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wondering what will i do tml...hmm...will try to clear my room...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i find it kind of fun to go out with yp's mum... she will get what she wants, for e.g. when the noodles she wanted was not avaliable on the shelf, she makes sure she ask the manager for it and get it even though it means more time spent.. haha.. so cute.. for me, if dun hv then nvm lor.. another flavour or another time...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111617217234355377?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111617217234355377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111617217234355377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111617217234355377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111617217234355377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/05/holidays-so-far.html' title='holidays so far'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111616836143652169</id><published>2005-05-15T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T22:46:01.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first time waitress</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i went to take up a part time at Sheraton Towers as a waitress in the dinning room.. after 9 hrs with only 30 min break in the middle, i decided to quit the job.. i ended the day with 6 blisters and barely able to walk properly.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i felt bad at there when i couldn't function properly as i can't walk fast.. i hate to slack on a job, those who has been working with me  back in STATS should know huh.. hee.. when i can't do a job properly, i hv totally zero motivation... zero.. hence, the lost of interest in waitressing.. i got the job thru junmin, when she saw the pain i am going thru, her heart breaks.. she tried to help me though she was actually in another group then, she tried her best to cover my duties with hers... this made me feel worse.. instead of helping to run the whole dinning room properly, i gave trouble to ppl.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after work, yp saw the blisters.. he became angry, sad and pain... he strongly forbid me to go back and continue the job.. after 2 nights of thinking, pain and aching muscles, i decided not to continue.. it's just not for me... i can't be up to the job... kudos to all the ppl in service arena... i give all of you my deepest salute!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i realise that if u are enjoying what u are doing, no matter how tiring or how much injuries u get from the job, you will still maintain a happy feeling at the end of the day... the aches i get from waitressing job is similar to the ones  i get from doing household chores for days and the blisters pain are not as bad as those i get from taekwondo, but i still enjoy doing housework at home and going for taekwondo training... the same pain, through a different process, has different results on the emotions.......... i guess... love can overcome pain... hmmm....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111616836143652169?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111616836143652169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111616836143652169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111616836143652169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111616836143652169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/05/first-time-waitress.html' title='first time waitress'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111577545328901596</id><published>2005-05-11T09:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:16:24.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh man.. just realised that i hv had not been blogging since a month+ ago.. haha... really bz.. but glad that it' s over..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hv had my exams throughout this period, though it was only 4 papers, but they were spread over 3 weeks.. long time to study, but i got kinda lazy between eac&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/my%20birthday%20brighter.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;h paper and even went out to play.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;earlier in april was my 21st birthday.... no big celebrations or any party.. i even had to go to school early for some last minute final project group meeting and had lessons till 6pm.. that was a lousy way to spend 21st birthday.... hai.. anyway, after school, i met hong at science bus stop where she gave me a stalk of flower.. those kind of cute cute cartooon flower.. hee... so pretty!!! and we took bus home together... i reached my place bus stop and waited for yp.. he had an exam paper till 6.30pm that day...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i waited for about 10 min, and saw him arriving at about 8pm.. i was stunned....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he got down the bus... in his hands was a big bouquet of roses amide other accessory flowers.. shocking... never ever had anyone gave me such a big bouquet of flowers... there was 20 red roses and a pink one, 21 in all.... hmm... beautiful... that was the 1st he gave me flowers too.. hee... hee... hee... he was dressed up too... he wore a blue shirt with jeans and shoe... not his normal "lok kok" t-shirt and shorts.. hahaha... well... as for me.. i was wearing a cross back white top with a pink knee length skirt... i didn't really apply any make up, just a thin layer of foundation and lip gloss... we went up to my place first, my dad bought me a cake.... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/blackforest%20beauty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/blackforest%20beauty.jpg" width="109" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;blackforest!! that's one of my favourite!!!! i used to hv blackforest for every single one of my birthday since young till some 5 years ago that then we changed to mango and other fruite cake... bro was till in camp while da jie had to attend class tat night, therefore, there was only daddy, mummy, baby and yp to sing birthday song for me.. nevertheless... i love every single moment of it.. but u know what is the funny thingy?? i had to take the cake from the fridge myself, put on the candle myself, light them myself and gather my lovely family myself!!!!! arghhh..... what a pathetatic cake cutting session... gotta do it all myself n get ppl to sing a birthday song for me... sobx....hahahha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/my%20birthday%20brighter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 132px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 158px" height="171" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/320/my%20birthday%20brighter1.jpg" width="132" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after we cut the cake... yp and i took a cab down to cineleisure to book a pair of movie tickets for "The Pacifier"... and we had our dinner at TCC... as much as the cakes look very nice, i didn't want any, coz of the blackforest lying in my fridge....hee... the pacifer was damn funny... laughed our heads off man... yup, after the show, we pop by yp's house first for him to change before going back to my home.... when we finally reach my place it was already nearing 2am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;the nxt day was april senior belt grading.. so we had to go toa payoh.. but before tat i had to hv a last min practice with xianjuan who was going for grading tat day.. yp drove (my dad's car) to send something back home before we sent a cd to meishi and then to Pines... after pines, we then return daddy the car and took 153 to toa payoh. after grading, the balck belts wanted to go swensen's but it was so packed.. in the end we ate long john's.. yp, as usual, stayed over at my place coz the next day, sunday, we had to gather in toa payoh again for the junior grading.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;that night, i had to rush my bioinformatics project... yp and i stayed up till 4 am to rush the project as i had to hand in on the following monday.. was very touched tat he helped me so much.. while he edited some results presentation for me, it gave me time to write the report.. we went over to cheers at 2am to buy cup noodles.. hee.. without him staying overnight at my place i rarely step out of my house after 12am.. thanks dear for helping me.. though we had some heated arguments through the night.. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after sunday grading, i went home and continue the battle with the project.. i had to skip school on monday to complete the project before the due time tat night at 2359.. that was how my 21st birthday was spent...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111577545328901596?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111241172038568408</id><published>2005-04-02T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T09:31:35.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sparring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/1600/clementi%20ite%20tkd%20team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4892/701/200/clementi%20ite%20tkd%20team.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on wed, i went clementi ite for tkd training.. i was feeling quite tired coz these few days no enough sleep.. target kicking was kind of slower than usual.. but nvm.. at least i am still getting the target 9 out of 10 times... the angry thing comes in during sparring!! the first person i spared with was this 1.8m tall guy, black belt too, who no one likes in the ite.. haha... the people were like avoiding him, not wanting to talk to him and simply ignored whatever he says.. because of his height, i was really afraid that i would kick his groin.. so i was kind of careful.. until.... he start to run away from exchange and keep kicking my arms when i am already open target for him to attack.. my hands were not guarding my padding at all! damn.. i got so unhappy with the way he spar, i just wait and see lor.. but that wa when he attack and got me in my groin.. kaoz.. 1.8m dun kick me on padding or even face... got my groin area! mind u, i'm only 1.58m hor.. luckily i am a girl... the pain was there but not till the extend that i can't continue.. i was burning with madness and boh chap.. just go ahead and whack.... too bad, din managed to get his groin.. even after sir gave comand to stop the sparring, i was still fuming... i lodt my mind.. really.. my fists were clenched and ready to whack whatever that might come.. but my logical side keep telling me tat this is a sparring.. must keep cool... after the class, after reaching my place, sir was evaluating my performance for the day.. he said that he like the aggressivness i hv shown.. been quite some years since he last saw that.. ehh... 7 yrs to be exact... haha... but i had to admit that i had lost my mind... really... felt quite unsportsman-ish for anyhow whacking... but... erm.... hee... at least i din kick below belt wat.. sir said that if my backthrust had went all out, the guy who hv fall.. coz he was only displaced by my thrust... i must train to know when to go all out and when to pull back.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the rest of the blog, will write when i get home la.. now at yp's place.. later got training with xianjuan, must go home to get my stuff... next week grading loh...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111241172038568408?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111241172038568408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111241172038568408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111241172038568408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111241172038568408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/04/sparring.html' title='sparring'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111189416570943677</id><published>2005-03-27T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T14:59:38.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good friday, the day without my parents and sis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;on Good Friday morning, 5am, my parents and sis went off for a holiday with the rest of my relatives, leaving me and my little sister in Singapore.. brother came home for the night but left the next day evening back to camp.. oh by the way, he is currently in OCS.. haha.. he has this typical OCS haircut... the square top style.. the white bar on his number 4 uniform looks pretty cool too..&lt;br /&gt;yup, so in the morning, when me and peilin, my little sister, i call her 'baby', woke up.. we were so alone at home.. she did her homework while i set off to wash clothes and mop the whole house.. in the noon, i went out to meet yp before he came over to my place... we brought baby out for dinner at Billy Boomer's in Bugis.. baby had american hound dog.. not bad.. the chicken sausage was quite nice.. i had betty's roast chix while yp had his usual ribs and roast chix.. yp made a mess out of himself when he ate the ribs.. there was the juice on his face and u should see how baby laughed till she almost drop the sausage she was cutting... the dinner was very sumptous, we even had a scoope of ice cream each after dinner.. baby had vanilla, yp had chocolate while i had strawberry.. we 3 shared 2 drinks, lemonade with kiwi soda and peach with kiwi soda... damn nice... ooh.... after dinner, we went for a walk, i decided to buy myself a pencil case, i have been using a zip lock bag as pencil case after my previous one gave way... there was when the 2 of them bullied me.. i went into a shop and found 1 nice pencil case after another, getting fed up with the number of times i change my mind, they refused to let me shop further for my pencil case.. they grabbed the one i was holding and went off ahead to pay.. humpf.. nvm.. the pencil was quite nice anyway..&lt;br /&gt;a bit of more shopping, we head off home... at home, we checked out the movies time for the night, called my dad in malaysia for his permission to drive his car and the 3 of us went out again..&lt;br /&gt;as yp was pulling out of the carpark lot, he scraped the bottom of the front bumper.. it came loosed on the right side.. we were so shocked.. i forgot to tell him tat my dad's corolla is kinda low and gotta beware of kerbs.. anyway, we went out as the bumper was still pretty secured,we dropped by his place while he collect his jacket.. baby was apprenhensive about yp's dog , dingdang... yp's mum was still telling her not to be a afraid.. haha.. that dingdang only can make noise.. won't bite lah... then we went to amk jubilee for a movie... damn, the cinema was closed when we reached.. we were so puzzled.. then i decided that we should go home coz kind of tired... we went home and check the timming again, damn.. it was 12.50PM!! not AM!! so stupid.... haha.. 6 pairs of eyes(+spectacles).. can't see if it's PM or AM.... we watched a bit of tv and went off to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;next morning, after washing clothes, baby prepare for her piano class while me and yp drove the car out to repair.. luckily, it was an easy task.. we were charged $10 only.. a sigh of relif as we drove off to buy lunch for baby.. we went toa payoh to but wanton mee.. biangz.. the rain was so big lor..&lt;br /&gt;after buying lunch home for baby and she went for her piano class, we drove over to yp's place for him to bath.. before going to amk ntuc to buy food home to cook dinner... we had fried rice, tomato sausages and mix vege for dinner.. quite badly done.. haha.. paiseh.. my cooking skills dropped le.... blah... we sat down to watch tv while waiting for my parents to come home... i fell asleep on the sofa.. yp n baby were looking at me in amused... laughing at me.. coz everytime i watch movie or tv, i will surely fall asleep and wake up only during commercial time or after the whole show.. ok lor... the 2 of them were happily shooting away my bad history cases... humpf...&lt;br /&gt;yp went home b4 mum n dad comes home coz it was quite late.. about 11plus.. i dun wan him to miss the last bus either.. it was quite a nice experience of home 'alone'... but i didn't do my homework these 2 days!!! arghh.. play too much.. chiam.. today must jia you!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111120364334067689</id><published>2005-03-19T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T11:40:43.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;what a disappointment.. science fac lost to engin in yesterday IFG soccer.. though we were not expecting to iwn, but me, seowwei and shenglong (the only 3 supporters yesterday) were really disappointed in the lack of fighting spirits from the guys.. there was a lack in tactics too.. i dun play soccer, but at least i know how team game should work.. i guess should be similar to my hockey games lah.. if u can't run faster than your opponents, dun allow the whole team to run after the ball at the same time.. while 1 run to tackle, the rest should spread out and be ready to receive, what's the point of clumping together huh... stupid.. next season should get me as their trainer... make them run like mad to train up their stamina and also ball handling skills.. haha.. as if i know how to play soccer like that.. =p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after watching the soccer, i went home and bought dinner on the way.. met weiwen in the coffee shop with his friend... they invited me to have dinner together.. it was so long since we last chat or even met, but i hv had to decline the offer coz i wanna go home to catch the last episode of 1/2 fate.. haha... so touching.. i cried along when i saw simon see crying at the photo of hao meili... haha.. cherish while u have the person with u mah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;gotta go and do my hmwk now.. sian.. i need to make a  midi.. but no "ling gan" to  make.. hai.............................................................................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111120364334067689?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111120364334067689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hv already told him no need to call me tonight before i went to my class. i knew that he won't have time to call.. but he insisted..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;i told him that i was going on my way to sengkang for class and i told him that i would call him after i got home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;he replied that he will be going cycling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;i answered, ok, go ahead, we'll talk on another day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;then he wanted to call me before he leave for cycling instead.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;i say no need, it's fine, (coz i dun have any very urgent stuff to talk about)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;--&gt;but he insisted firmly... what else can i say....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after class, i reached home and gave him a msg that i'm home already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;he told me he is on his way home, had just bade goodbye to teckmin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so i went off the bath and got myself ready to study while i waited for his call.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nearing 11pm, my phone still silent, only sms from my gfs about their problems with their guys. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;fed up with waiting, and i know that he will go cycling around 11 plus usually, i decided to call him instead.. hoping that he would answer the phone and explain that he was about to call in when i called or something to that extend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;nah.. his mum answered, he went out already. Guessing that his mum should be on the phone with her friends on the other line, i quickly apologise for interupting her and  thank her before putting down the phone.. fuming away.. i was trying not to flare up.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dun promise when u might not deliever it......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;just before i shut out all connections to me, he managed to get me. anguish tears were rolling in my eyes, i tried my best not to cry. i told myself that i am learning to be strong, whatever anyone who say harsh words or scold me, i will NOT cry. so neither i will allow myself to cry just because he din call. i tried to be nonchalant about his call, but i sound more angry than ever.. what to do, i must not flare up and start a stupid quarrel that might end up him speeding on bike and get into accident and myself affected and can't do any revision. he explained to me that he din call me coz there wasn't enough time. the moment he reached home, and switch on his computer, SB called him to go and confirm time to meet for tonight's cycle with Dan. he then saw Dan online, Dan say meet him at 11pm to eat first (it was 10.50pm already). So he quickly rush off to push his bike and be on his way to meet Dan... not a single sms to tell me that.. well, he did sms me after he met up with Dan while cycling.. still tell me that he collided into Dan while juggling between riding and sms-ing me.   &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i held my tongue and kept wanting to put down the phone... he tried to chat with me, he asked if i wanna go clubbing with Dan tml night, i hv never went before and he had never allowed me to go.. and he was telling me about his new haircut..  not that i dun bother about his haircut or what, not that i dun wanna go clubbimg, i hv always wanted to go and see how clubbing is like... but mind that he was cycling with 1 hand while the other hand was holding the phone... so dangerous.. in the end, i simply brush him off saying that i want to finish my revision fast and go to sleep...but after 2 hours, i'm still here online. still a bit unhappy, but what can i do? let it pass lor.. since he had apologised.. brothers are important on weekdays mah... let me fume away in my sleep lah..  i'll be fine tml... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yah!! tml after class, i'm going to watch inter faculty soccer match between science(my fac!!!!) and engineering.. heard that there are many cute guys form engine soccer.. hee... see how i feel after the game, maybe go out with them or go home or whatever lah.. just must make sure i do my thai hmwk and study for upcoming test.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i got 16/20 for thai conversation test and 67/100 for human anatomy.. wah lao.. human anatomy highest is 99!! we had negative marking... and 99 means that that chap answered all but 1 question, and all that he answered were right!! my goodness.. i gotta buck up!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111107958858827046?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111107958858827046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111107958858827046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111107958858827046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111107958858827046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/2005/03/band-of-brothers.html' title='band of brothers'/><author><name>Peidi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17459021930468011919</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111108030467581084</id><published>2005-03-17T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T01:25:04.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suay-ness@*$#$@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;today was so damn suay.. i lost the little pillow tat jingyi sew for me some 2 years ago after A levels.. me and her worked like no day and night after A levels just to sew 26 minipillows out for our dearest 09/01 AJC buddies.... it was hard work then but very satisfying when we gave them all out.. erm.. richard's is still with me.. coz he never appear for any of the class outings all these years...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;but what the idiotic and most suay thing that can ever happen to me.. i dropped it somewhere in school... i hv totally no idea where i could hv dropped it.. if only someone i knew picked it up... hai.. such a lost to me.... sobz.. sobz... jingyo says she will sew another one, a bigger one for me during the holidays.. i would love it, but dun wanna waste her time, anyway a new one will never be the same as the old one... so different... i will never hang anything on my bag anymore.. this is the 2nd ornament i dropped from my bag... hai.. hai... HAI... HAI... ARGHHHHHHHHH.................&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;after losing the pillow, despite being so sad,i still gotta go for my tkd training... i got more bruises than previous time.. but sir was saying tat my kicking is improving... but sparring is still kind of slow... must train peidi!!&lt;/span&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/9560668-111108030467581084?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111108030467581084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111108030467581084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to help him out in relocating his stuff in the room.. but apparently i dun get to do much.. haha... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;when i reached his place, his 4th auntie n 5th auntie were around also,i was so tongue-stuck when yp ask  in front of 4th auntie who is she.. not that i dun remember, but i dunno how to say in cantonese suddenly.. so i replied in chinese.. haha.. his mum was so amused... gee.. that's me lah.. got difficulty differentiating between 4 and smallest in cantonese.. one is 'seh' and the other is 'sai' ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;while watching him play his supposedly last game before his computer undergoes revamp, Ding Dang suddenly barked loudly.. he always barks when there are people near the door.. seeing that his mum was on teh phone while his aunties dunno what better to do and that stupid man still stuck killing monster, i went out to shut Ding Dang up.. apparently it was 2 boy scouts asking if we need them to do any chores.. just then yp's mum handed a donation to me to pass to them..so i did.. the poor boys were standing so far from the door coz Ding Dang bark non-stop.. i gotta cover his mouth to stop it.. but he only stop when yp came out and "oei" him.. even dogs also wanna bully me.. haha..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;In order to avoid scoldings in case i do anything wrongly esp when he didn't ask for my help, i just sat on his bed and watch tv while he finally switch off his computer and try to shift everything off the table top.. after some shifting and wiping, he decided tat he does need more plug, so we went out to buy.. at the same time bought KFC lunch.. hee.. i had my cheesey fries.. but i forgot that he dun eat cheese, i dipped some of the fries into his chilli sauce.. hee.. he boh bian and had to separate the "infected" portion to me.. hee hee.. teck min calle while we were eating.. yp say will call him later..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after lunch, we continued our work.. i mean.. he continue to pack n unpack while i continue to watch tv.. haha..shiok.. but while watching tv, i called teck min and talk to him... haha.. imagine this, i am chatting away happily with his friend on the phone while he slog away! we chatted for about 30 min before ming's no more battery.. then i happily watch my tv again.. but not that i din do work hor.. i help him change water for wiping, get sisscors from the drawer in living room,  pour ice water (i drink 1st of course!) and some small miscellanous work... yp connect and reconnect his computers because some cable not long for some position.. after some 2 hours of battling with the position and arrangment, he finally finish everything... we were supposed to bath Ding Dang after that, but he was too tired to do so.. and it was kinda late already.. so he went to mop the whole house while i help to fold the few pieces of clothes on the chair.. machiam like it's our house.. haha.. funny.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i tot after he mop n bath, then i can go hm le.. but he still wanna try out if the whole system can work.. it was then we realise that the keyboard got prob.. had wanted to go and change, but so late liao.. so yp took out his tools and try to fix the problem.. we open the key board and rearrage the items inside.. yeah! and it works!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;after the long day..(of watching tv and playing with keyboard) he sent me home.. he bought dinner on his own way back home for himself and his mum while i went home to eat.. hope tat his ethernet can set up fast,... then i can use computer when he is also using at the same time... no need to restrict myself to do thai hmwk at his palce....hee... nice way to spend our future saturdays.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111088205199599789?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9560668.post-111060383798430568</id><published>2005-03-12T13:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T13:05:23.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday dinner*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;it seems that i'm always on my way to sentosa.. yp says wanna go tml.. but i think it's cancelled.. anyway, we are going to move the feng shui in his room.. haha.. finally he is going to set up his 2 computers... i think after he does that, i won't get to go out on streets with him anymore.. better plan all my shopping with my gfs and sisters.. dun wanna go out shopping with his mind full of this online game.. can get quite fruastrating like when we talk on phone n he's playing online.. i hv already master the skill of speaking all that i want and not expecting immediate response.. i hv also learnt how to ask question in the shortest plus illogical manner, coz whatever i ask him thru the phone will hv to be repeated the 2nd time, so wat for ask in a proper manner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, fri is the day that my house dun cook... to avoid the scene like last week that my parents din buy dinner home for me n i hv to eat cornflakes for dinner, yesterday nite i decided that i could stay back in clementi after school to wait for him to finish his stuff at IT fair and hv dinner together before his tkd.. who knows he couldn't make it on time for the class and thus decided to go bball with dan... well, since seowwei had to wait for nigel to finish his soccer game, might as well we 2 go for dinner together.. we took 198 from school to bona vista to eat "gong ji mian" actually it's just mee-kia in a bowl painted with cockeral.. haha.. eating it once in a while is not bad.. the rojak and curry fish head from the next table look sumptous.. i think i made my comments too loudlly that the couple form that table turn to look at us.. hee..paiseh.. we sat and talk and bitch away from 5.45pm till 7 plus before i went home... we had a common idea... being friends with the friends of ur bf'ex is kinda strange.. i had some awakward moments when i went sentosa few weeks ago with yp n his friends (danny, xiangmin, zat, shuya, ari and danny's mum) esp when i talk to ari.. machiam we really first time know each other... it just that it's the first time we talk to each other.. i find her quite a cute girl, just like a little sister, makes one wanna dote on her.. but due to her friendship with Helen, i found it hard to see her as a potential friend.. take it as i'm petty.. but it's only human.. maybe things will change that day that my logical side can win my own heart.. haha.. rubbish.. move on lah woman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reach home last night, i was pretty surprise that dajie din go for her night class.. apparently she couldn't finish her stuff at work... hai... her workplace ppl hor.. really jia liat.. if i hv such lazy ppl in my company, i would hv killed them all.. anyway, the boss is no any better lah.. plus the "white eat white stay" daughter and son-in-law.. soon.. end of the company.. later baby is going for her school camp.. hai.. this baby of our family.. must let her go out more.. now teaching her to get around singapore on her own.. cannot always bring her to where she need to go.. hee.. end of the year she will go malaysia with her school band.. good for exposure... we siblings encouraged her to go, so do my parents... meanwhile, i hv been exposing da jie to fashion magazine.. not that i am really into them, but afterall, we are in our 20s, gotta hv some sense of wearing.. i mean how long can we still dorn only in shirts with cutie prints? i think after tkd today's afternoon, maybe i'll ask da jie to go shopping.. hmm.. ideal... but my thai hmwk!! arghh.. still left with a comprehension.. not that i dunno how to write.. but the story is so difficult to understand.. many many new words... may khawcay!&lt;br /&gt;alright.. gotta go n rush my hmwk now.. if not later cannot go tkd, and tml cannot help yp zupid mousey's room to seek redress...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9560668-111060383798430568?l=idiep.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idiep.blogspot.com/feeds/111060383798430568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9560668&amp;postID=111060383798430568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9560668/posts/default/111060383798430568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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